Yes

Ava decided she couldn't resist it any longer. "Don't turn around. Since its taking you so long, I'll try and help by looking in from the doorway."

Jackson grunted a firm "Okay, I guess..." as he continued to dig into the closet.

Ava slowly made her way around the bar. She approached the open closet door from behind, and could see a dim light inside. As she approached the door, Ava could already tell from the sounds that Jackson was likely laying on the floor, digging into the mess. Ava slowly approached the doorway, and leaned against the frame, blushing. She couldn't help acknowledging that all it would take is a single, on a whim decision to turn around and get an eyeful of her naked body. In some ways, Ava didn't mind as much anymore. True, she definitely preferred not to be seen, but the reward for catching him looking was high, and she didn't consider Jackson a bad guy anyway. Thus far, Jackson had actively been going out of his way to cater to her wishes and needs, despite offering nothing in return.

"So, what is all this stuff anyway?" Ava asked, looking at several piles of cardboard boxes.

"Oh, a lot of it is just old junk really. Stuff from high school, maybe some old books and stuff. Nothing big. But my toolbox is somewhere in here. I know it." Jackson calmly answered, shifting another box out of the way as he crawled deeper inside.

Ava nodded her head. "Maybe you should donate it or something, if you don't need it that much anymore. I never really hold onto stuff for very long. I try to keep all my prized items down to a good two boxes. No use keeping something you ain't gonna use."

Jackson shifted another, larger box. Behind it, was a large mirror that was about the size of a small nightstand. "I get it. But I really like some of this stuff. Reminds me of fun times." Jackson stated. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as he looked into the mirror. Before him, was the mirror image of Ava leaning against the door frame, without a care in the world, looking behind him. He moved his eyes lower, and took in a sharp breath as he stared at her pale C cup breasts, and then further at the single pink nipple on her right breast he could see from his point of view. Her arms were crossed underneath her breasts, covering the top of what looked to be a well-toned midsection with just a slight bit of fat just flat enough on her stomach to hide her muscular features beneath.

"You know what? I respect that. Sometimes certain things hold emotional value over actual use." Ava answered, nodding her head. It was then, that Ava's gaze shifted slightly, onto the mirror. Her gaze fell on Jackson's wide-eyed, surprised face, and his eyes appeared to be looking at her lower half. Ava instantly began to blush, but smiled as she shifted an arm up to her breasts, and sent one hand down to her pussy to shield it from view.

"Ahem." Ava stated, snapping Jackson out of his trance. Jackson's eyes went back up Ava's frame, and there eyes met for a moment, with Jackson on the receiving end of Ava's red-faced glare. "I'd like to get into my apartment as soon as possible. In case you need to look again, I don't have the toolbox on me."

Jackson went red in the face, and averted his gaze from the mirror. "Ava! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I swear I-"

Ava laughed, before interrupting. "Just find the damn toolbox. I knew you were going to look at some point. Hope it was worth it. I'm gonna make sure that favor is paid back several times over."

Eventually, Jackson found the toolbox in the back corner of the closet, and stood back up while averting his gaze. Ava rolled her eyes. "Too late to try that. If you've already lost, might as well make it worth it and get all the looks you want in."

Jackson left the apartment to go fix Ava's lock, leaving Ava alone with her thoughts for a moment. She was shocked with herself, having not expected the boldness from anywhere. Once Jackson had seen her, it seemed to break some sort of mental lock. She didn't care a single bit how much Jackson looked, or if he had been staring the whole time. Ava tried to rationalize that it was because he'd already seen it, so she had nothing left to hide from him, but something inside seemed to argue that it was something else entirely.

Jackson emerged a few minutes later, staring blatantly at Ava's naked form as he entered with a smile on his face. "I would have brought your robe back, but I didn't see it anywhere. Someone managed to snatch it away." Jackson explained.

Ava cursed internally, since the robe didn't actually belong to her. She knew that eventually she would need to repay that debt. "Well, that sucks. I'll see you later Jackson. I'll call in my favor at some point, and I'll give you a little bit of advanced notice beforehand." Ava said, already on her way out the door.

Jackson waved goodbye, as Ava sprinted down the hall, and into her open door. He scratched his forehead as he watched her ass bounce with each step.

"I wonder why she didn't ask for some clothes to borrow? Is she some nudist or something?"

~

Sofia huffed as she walked onto her floor, sighing as she made her way towards her apartment. The walk from her school to the apartment was over 1.5 miles, but Sofia was sure it beat the price she would have to pay for a bus pass. She was on a single track thought to get in her apartment and take a bath, when she almost tripped over what looked like a towel. She gently reached down to pick it up, and upon further investigation and prying it away from the doorway almost effortlessly, she realized it was her own bathrobe. She instantly felt offended.

"Oh! She just leaves my bathrobe out on the floor, for anyone to grab! How disrespectful! This is my favorite robe too..." Sofia said, investigating the garment further. "And it is stretched too! The nerve! I cannot believe this..." Sofia angrily stated, already moving away with her bathrobe in tow.