"We need to vacate the apartment."

"We have to what?" Valerie asked.

"Vacate the apartment. You know like the electricity has been cutting out these past few weeks?"

Valerie indicated that she did. It was a problem the two of them had been complaining about to the landlord, but he'd been brushing them off with excuses and false promises.

"The super has hired a team of electricians for the day." Amy explained. "Apparently they've discovered that some of the wiring in the building needs to be re-done. They're going to have to tear up the floors on some of the apartments to do their job. The landlord's just asked if we can clear out for a few hours."

"But I'm naked!" Valerie protested.

"Aren't you always?" Amy asked, a frown upon her face. "Now come on, stop dawdling and let's get going. I'll treat us to breakfast at that diner up the street."

Amy grabbed Valerie's arm and pulled her out of her bedroom. The thought of resisting didn't even occur to Valerie. She tried to use her free hand to cover her crotch, but it just rested on her hip and refused to budge any closer. As they neared the apartment door, Val caught sight of some sort of hooded jacket resting on the couch. She managed to grab hold of it before Amy **** her out of the door.

Standing completely naked in the apartment hallway, Valerie froze with shock, her hands stiff at her sides and the jacket clutched in her fist. The jingling of keys was the only sound other than Valerie's heavy, panicky breathing. It was not just Amy's keys that were making the noise, however. Every tenant on their floor was standing in the same hallway, busy locking up their apartments. One or two of them looked up at Val, smiled, then returned to the business at hand as if nothing were amiss.

"Why did you bring your rain jacket?" Amy asked in confusion.

Valerie looked at the jacket clutched in her hand. HER jacket. "You told me I didn't wear clothes!" she gasped.

"I'd hardly call that clothing, to be fair."

Turning her back on the other tenants, Valerie slipped her arms into the sleeves of the jacket while her face burned red with embarrassment. She couldn't believe Amy had pulled such a cruel and twisted prank! As Valerie eased the jacket into place, however, she frowned with confusion. It didn't feel right. She looked down at herself.

The jacket was made of a water-proof, navy blue material, but there wasn't a whole lot of it. Just the sleeves, a bit of material covering her shoulder blades, and a hood. She was still bare from the neck down.

"Nice weather today, you know." Mrs Gunderson, the elderly lady who lived up the hall, commented as she ambled past.

"She's right Val." Amy said. "You should leave that thing here. You won't need it."

"I want to keep it." Valerie replied. It was only a small piece of covering, but it was all she had!

"Alright fine. Come on then. We'll get breakfast then decide what to do with the day."

They wound their way through the hallway, greeting their neighbours as they passed. Valerie began to feel giddy. It all felt so surreal. They were certainly aware of her nudity; enough of the men kept casting glances at her breasts and crotch. None of the women seemed upset or angry, however, and none of the looks cast at her by the men could be described as leery or perverse. By the time they reached the stairwell, Val was feeling light headed, ashamed, excited, and even... a little bit aroused. She leaned against a wall and closed her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Amy asked.