Heather knew that she won't avoid a bizarre encounter. She placed her left arm over her boobs, pressing them, and the right hand was somewhat hiding her private area.
A woman turned the engine off and quickly walked out of her car. She was visibly older - in her early forties, Heather would thought. She looked very feminine and well-dressed - a conservative dark brown skirt past her knees, a matching set of upper suit and gloves, would remind a lawyer or any other woman of authority. Too bad for our Heather, if it's true.
The woman stepped forward and pointed towards Heather. She felt immediately all her nakedness.
"Don't you know, young lady, it's prohibited to be naked outside?" the woman asked.
"I am so sorry Miss" Heather quickly replied, "I just got locked out of my house and I cannot enter, would you help me?"
The woman ran her hand over neatly tied hair, and hesitated.
"I do not know who are you. Maybe you just want to rob this house? Prove me that you are the owner of this property."
Heather gulped, as she was not prepared for such a problematic encounter.
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