Hot Summer Job/Just answer the door and try to convince the pizza guy you are nudists
Awww FUCK IT! You’re just going to say you are a bunch of nudists, maybe he’ll buy it. Fuck this is a stupid bat-shit crazy dumb idea! It’s got to be the alcohol. You wouldn’t be doing this without the alcohol. Despite that though, you are most certainly not inebriated enough to not stop and think when you get to the door. You’ve got to get this right. Get it in your mind, he is not going to buy it unless you pretend you are completely unaware that there are three naked girls struggling with a dildo behind you.
With little more than that thought in mind, you swing open the door confident (you are sure due to the alcohol,) that that little bit of image training ought to be plenty enough to get you through this. “Hey,” you say to him, “that was pretty fast!”
“Yeah, one cheeze, one peperoni, that will be 30 dollars.” The young man at the door says as he holds out the pizzas. Christ’s sake, this kid looks like he is probably younger than you are.
“All right,” respond as the butterflies flap up a storm in your stomach. You are quite proud of yourself that you manage to avoid having your voice tremble or seem nervous, that is an accomplishment in and of itself. Again, you credit it to the alcohol. You thrust out the pair of 20s to the kid and it is quite obvious by the look on his face that he has spotted the girls by this point. He seems to barely notice you are holding the bills to him. His mouth is agape, and you can see the pizza boxes starting to tilt as though he is in danger of dropping them. Ok, this is the moment you were waiting for.
“What?” You respond and follow his gaze. “awww fuck it!” You curse, pretending to just notice the girls yourself. “I’m sorry man,” you continue on, turning back to him. “I forgot, I shoulda warned you or something. I mean, no, fuck! It’s clothing optional here, they are having a slumber party… fuck!”
“I… ahhh...” The pizza guy stammers, seeming to be in about the same disarranged state as you.
“Hey! Who’s at the door!?” Kiley asks, starting to stand up with the now detached dildo and harness set in hand.
Fuck! Gotta get the Pizza guy out of here!
- Tell him to keep the change and get him out of here
- Thrust the pizzas in Kiley’s hands then finish talking to the Pizza guy
- Jump outside then close the door, smooth things out without interactions from the girls
You’re supposed to be cool with being naked right? Let the girls do whatever they’re gonna do.