Trying to wrap my head around what just happened.
I Immediately, headed for the door to the garage, knowing that Katelyn would finish counting soon.
Getting into the garage I quickly took notice of all the shelves and my car, which would be normally parked on the driveway, but due to my parents being out of town, I was able to park it in the garage for the month.
I also noticed that my mom forgot to drop off a few black garbage bags that had some of mine and my sister's old clothes. The bags were supposed to get dropped off at the local shelter in town, but my mom forgot about them before they went on vacation. The was my lucky break because seeing the bags gave me an idea, I knew that Katelyn would able to find me if I stayed naked. So dressing up in some dark clothing may conceal me better, making it harder for her to find me. The clothes will also protect me from anything sharp and any bugs that may climb on me while I'm hiding in the garage.
Not wasting any time I opened the bags, and all I saw were old clothes. The shirts had all kinds of cartoons on them, from Pokémon to bugs bunny. It was hard to believe that I was into Pokémon as much as I was back then. After looking the clothes over, I decided to wear one of my old Pokémon sweatshirts, a pair of sweatpants, and a pair of my old boxers. The boxers had a Pokémon design on them and were a little tight around my privates, but they were able to fit just fine. The sweatpants were black and a little loose with the stretchy elastic around the waist hanging low, exposing the waistband of the boxers. The sweatshirt was black also and a little small. Every time I would lift my arms up the bottom of the shirt would rise up exposing part of my midriff. So basically, the clothes would offer little protection, but they would have to do.
After adjusting the clothes, I decided to hide behind one of the shelving units in the garage. Each shelf had years of clutter and boxes covered in dust, which would make for the perfect hiding place. Deciding to hide in the corner, I didn't waste any more time and squeezed my way into the corner. The area behind the shelves was very tight, and as a wiggled my way into the corner. I found that my back was pushed up against the wall, and the front part of my body was squeezed up against the shelves themselves.
It was then that I noticed my shirt had risen up a bit, from wiggling my way into the corner, exposing some of my midriff. With the corner area tight as it was, the long sleeves of my shirt were caught on something, so my hands were stuck at my sides. I basically trapped in the corner, unable to get my hands up to push the shirt down.
"Dammit" I whisper and all I can do is wiggle from side to side, but every time I did the shirt would push up more exposing my midriff. The hem was sitting just above my belly button, leaving the most ticklish part exposed.
Then I heard the garage door open.
"Where oh where is that bad robber hiding, I thought I heard something coming from the garage," she said, looking around the car. I stood perfectly still and quiet in the corner, trying not to make a sound just when I thought was in the clear.
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