Public Nudity/You consider covering yourself a little.

Although you never forgot that you were naked, it only just dawned on you just what that meant and how embarrassing this situation could be if anyone else spotted you. You couldn’t get back home the way you came because braving a waist high bush made out of thorns while your buck naked doesn't sound appealing and the only alternative route back meant going through the front. Besides, he might remember his mistake while you’re gone and lock the back door.

Seeing no clothes drying on the rotary clothes line, you pick up the cotton bottoms and tried to slip them on as quickly as possible. Despite being designed to be loose fitting, on you they were relatively tight with a stretched face of Ironman across your hip. The waistband only just reached over your crotch and the crack of your ass would have been on full display if your blonde hair didn't reach down far enough to at least cover that part up. You didn't feel any less naked but you now you felt like you could explain things better if the worse comes to worse.

Sprinting up the backyard you reach the sliding doors just as the boy was hurriedly about to clothes them. Your arm reached through the gap as they were about to slam shut and you grab his collar.

• The boy wiggles out of his jammies to get away.

• You slide open the backdoor and yank him outside.