A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Bath/Window/Park/Playground/Top/Parley/Clothes/No/Talk
As much as Sally wished it would be possible to get home without anyone seeing her like this, she knew it wasn't likely. At the sight of Randy's familiar face she gave in and decided it would be best to cut her misadventure short by simply asking him for help.
"Hey, Randy."
"Well hello there... ah, Sally Sorenson? What in the good Lord's name are you doing here dressed like that?"
Sally blushed with embarrassment and covered her crotch. Not that the boy's underpants didn't do so already, but she still felt very awkward about being seen in them. "Umm, I kinda got lost... it's a long story. Can take me home?"
"Well, not right this second, sweetheart; I've got a schedule to keep you know. But how about you tell me this long story while I finish getting this here mail sorted and I'll see if I can't come up with something."
"C-can I at least come inside? I don't want anymore else to to see me like this."
"Don't see why not. Hang on, lemme get this box out of your way." The truck did have a rudimentary passenger seat, though it more often served as an extra place to stash oversized parcels.
Sally hopped in and started her story, beginning with falling out the window half naked and getting surprised by the neighbor. But she did leave out some of the most embarrassing parts, like the fact that she'd been goofing off in the park wearing only her shirt, that she temporarily lost that too, and of course her interactions with the boys. Instead she claimed she just found the underwear and put them on.
At this Randy raised his voice in alarm. "Goodness, Sally! I know you were in a tight spot, but you can't just go putting on random underthings you find on the ground. They're probably filthy."
They didn't look filthy, but the more Sally thought about it, the less she liked the idea of wearing someone else's underwear. "Well what else can I do?"
"I hate to say it, but I think you oughta take 'em off. I'll get you something else to cover up with, don't worry now, I won't peek."
Sally felt it was very unfair to be so soon deprived of the coverage she'd embarrassed herself so much to acquire, but Randy had a point, wearing someone else's underwear did seem kind of gross. Reluctantly she pushed the underpants down and kicked them off onto the floor of the mail truck. She was half naked once again. "Okay, they're off.", she said squeezing her legs together nervously.
"Now let's see what I've got... Here we go, you can put this in your lap." Randy passed Sally something from the back of the truck. As promised he didn't peek, at least as far as she could tell.
But she was less than pleased to see "something to cover up with" was just a large padded envelope addressed to someone named Edward Heyat. Still it was better than nothing, and she put it in her lap as instructed.
"Now then, with that out of the way, I guess the thing to do is see if I can get in touch with your folks. What's your number?"
Sally told him and he pulled out an old-fashioned flip-phone. "Busy signal, I bet they're making calls trying to find you. Your brother's got his own phone too, right? Let me call my son and see if we can reach him."
What happens next?