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Chapter 9

Does Emily find any clothes?

No

Emily desperately searched the room. Even though she just stepped out of a freezing shower, her body was sweating profusely. Emily had almost no time to scan the room before another loud honk was heard.

"GET OUT THERE RIGHT NOW!" Her sister roared. 'Fuck!' Emily thought, adrenaline pumping through her veins. She quickly gathered her usual supplies and burst through the rear exit.

If she regretted her decision, there was no going back now. She was outdoors, naked as when she was born. With her hands full with cleaning supplies, her pink nipples and her trimmed blonde hair exposed for all the world to see. Her client was noticeably pleased, no longer frowning for being delayed.

...

The wash was a dreadfully long and painful one for Emily. Occasionally, she became so fixed on cleaning the car she forgot about her nudity. Although, the swaying of her tits and the amused look on the customer's face (trying and failing to conceal arousal) was enough of a reminder of reality. Emily could only be thankful that the ordeal was over.

What's next?

More fun
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