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Ryan really expected Sally would notice she was naked when she stepped outside again, or when she sat down in his old truck, or when she put her seat belt on... but none of these happened. She was thinking about what they could grow in the new planter—including some fanciful suggestions it really wasn't big enough for—and apparently was too caught up discussing this to notice her lack of clothes.

He felt a twinge of regret as he backed out of the driveway. Maybe he'd gone too far this time. But the pickup rode fairly high and he didn't think anyone could really see in, so as long as he reminded her to wait in the truck when they got to Handy's it should be fine.

It was located on the eastern edge of town, and as such about as much of a drive as anything "in town" could be, but it was still just a few minutes. As they pulled onto the main road, Ryan was trying to explain why the planter wouldn't really be suitable for watermelons. The road was fairly empty mid day on a weekend, and he couldn't help stealing glances at his naked daughter in the passenger seat. Why did she always look so happy when she was naked? Maybe she was onto something. He almost hated to remind her she shouldn't come in the store like that, but he was pretty sure she wouldn't enjoy it when someone inevitably commented on her state of undress.

And all too soon they pulled into the unpaved parking lot in front of Handy's. It was a large red building styled like a barn, or maybe it had really been one once. Even Ryan wasn't sure, because despite living in Willow's Junction his whole life, it had been Handy's as long as he could remember. He glanced at Sally as he put the truck into park, hoping maybe she'd finally remember she was naked and he wouldn't have to break the bad news himself. But he had no such luck; she was already reaching for the door handle.

"Well, I guess you better wait in the truck, since you're not dressed." He said, trying to sound as casual as possible.

It didn't help. Sally still shrieked and covered herself when she looked down and rediscovered that she was still naked. "Dad! Why didn't you say something earlier!?"

This was a hard thing for him to justify, but there was at least some truth in his answer: "You looked like you were enjoying it so much I didn't wanna make you stop."

Sally regained her composure a little, as she realized no one—save her dad—could see her. She stopped trying to cover herself but instead slouched down very low in her seat. She was briefly tempted to try and claim she knew what she was doing all along, but she'd been caught off guard and now it was too late. That made her felt silly, which was doubly embarrassing. Naked outside and now she looked like a bad nudist too. She stammered out a response. "I-I guess I did get a little... caught up in it... but you should still warn me... Before we go out in public!"

Ryan knew she was absolutely right. This hadn't been a good idea. Still, he told himself there was no real harm done, and tried to assure Sally of the same. "You're right hon, I should have reminded you. But no harm done, right? I'll just pop in, get the topsoil and we'll be home free in no time."

"I guess." Sally was far from happy about it, but her dad was probably right. No one would see. But just to make sure, she slide the seat back and climbed all the way down into the foot well in front of it.

Ryan almost said this didn't seem necessary, but reconsidered. He'd got her into this mess, he could hardly blame her for being careful. "Alright, honey. I'll be right back."

It didn't feel like he was "right back" though. It seemed like a very long time. It was no more than 20 minutes, but that's still a long time when you're hiding naked in a pickup truck. But then Sally felt the vehicle jolt slightly, accompanied by an audible thump. At first she tried to duck down, thinking someone had bumped it and might look in, but when it was followed by a second identical thump she realized it could only be her dad tossing bags of dirt into the back. Finally!

So Sally started crawling out of her hiding place, fully prepared to give her dad an accusing "what took so long?", but then she saw the man passing the driver's-side window. He was not her father. It was the owner's son, Henry, or "Little Handy" as a lot of people still called him. If he had happened to glance inside he would have seen her for sure! With her heart racing, Sally quickly got back into the foot well and tried to flatten herself even more, but she wasn't confident it would be enough. Standing right next to the truck he could see in easily!

Thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump.

It seemed Henry and her dad were loading the dirt together, a lot of dirt. But more importantly when the sound stopped that meant Henry would finally leave, didn't? Apparently not. She could hear him and Ryan talking, though she couldn't really make out the words. It went on far too long she thought. When it did stop, she expected her father would open the door soon after... but that didn't happen either. Curiosity finally getting the better of her, she stood up halfway, just enough to peer out. She was just in time to see the two men disappear back into Handy's. Where was dad going? Surely he didn't need even more dirt, she thought.

But after watching from her partial hiding place for another couple minutes, at last, she saw her father come back out alone. He walked briskly back to the truck and got in. Sally's previously planned sharp response was lost with her nerves. Now all she managed was "D-dad! What happened?".

"Sorry Pumpkin, he insisted on helping me carry the bags out and I almost couldn't get rid of him. I had to go back in and buy a soda to get him away from the truck! Here, you want it? I didn't even want a soda."

Sally accepted the coke and brightened a little at this. Her mom was down on sugary drinks, so a can of soda was a bit of a treat. "Thanks, dad. I was starting to worry."

"It couldn't be helped, but we're in the clear now. Go a head and get back in your seat and buckle up. No one's looking."

The promise of a coke wasn't enough to make Sally any less nervous about this, but she did understand the importance of seat belts and reluctantly complied. Only when she went to buckle up, she thoughtlessly put the can of coke between her legs to hold it and promptly screamed. Ryan couldn't resist laughing and Sally launched the (ice-cold, but fortunately still unopened) can unto the floor. Sally saw the humor too though, and laughed with him. Aside from that, they made it back onto the road without further incident.

Safely strapped in, and enjoying her coke as they drove, Sally started to feel like this hadn't been all that bad after all. "You know, if you had only warned me and we planned a little better, this could have been kind of fun."

"Alright, I promise I'll warn you next time."

"Next time? You really think we should do it again?"

"Why not? You said it could have been fun. Just need to think of somewhere better to take you."

And so the two got into a fun little conversation about other places he could take her naked. Some of their suggestions (like Antonella's, about the closest thing Willow's Junction had to a "fancy" restaurant) were obviously silly, but other, at least semi-serious ideas, got kicked around as well. So it seemed their adventure came to a happy conclusion after all. But perhaps it wasn't quite over.

What happened next?

• They got home fine and resumed work in the back yard.
• A neighbor was waiting outside when they got home.
• Ava had returned while they were out. She was not pleased. Request --Villenia (talk) 22:36, 3 October 2023 (UTC)
• The truck got a flat tire.