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The Sailor Scouts lose their clothes in public. Insanity results
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Chapter #4

Get the door! It's Makoto...

    by: Shandifen Sneak Author IconMail Icon
Makoto stood paralyzed as her towel flew away. What ELSE could...

She strangled that thought, fast.

Being seen outside in just a towel was almost as embarrassing as being caught naked, so she gave up any idea of chasing down her last shred of dignity. Makoto knew the work order she'd submitted to building maintenance hadn't been handled yet; the door's strike plate was slightly misaligned, which meant she should be able to lift on the knob and push in hard to pop the bolt. Rotten from a security standpoint, but Makoto was feeling a little insecure herself, just then.

Makoto worked on the door for most of a minute, thrusting up and inward repeatedly. She imagined that would look pretty comical if someone was watching... at which point she realized someone was.

"Pardon me, miss," said the pizza guy, carefully looking no higher than Makoto's toes. "Do you need some help?"

Makoto put it together, going ballistic at a cautious whisper.

"Did YOU knock on my door earlier?!" Makoto hissed, looking over her shoulder and covering her butt with one hand. Channeling her embarrassment into anger was a cinch.

"I'm sorry, yes," Pizza Guy said. "I had the wrong apartment. Did I..."

Makoto just glared, which was answer enough.

Pizza Guy thought fast, passing his uniform vest to Makoto and getting his delivery bag around her like a diaper. She thanked him uncertainly and went back to trying the door. The thing felt ready to give way...

The neighboring kids chose that moment to rush out, greeting the pizza guy with sauce-smeared faces. They saw Makoto and went wild, the boy laughing and trying to yank the delivery bag away from Pizza Guy. His little sisters toddled over, one trying to tickle Makoto's right foot as the other spilled dipping sauce on the left.

With Pizza Guy fighting to maintain his precarious grip on Makoto's ad hoc pants, Makoto danced around and endured the breadstick bastinado administered by the little girls. Just as she was ready to start screaming for help...
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