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continue.”
 
    “You’re sure?”
 
    Pam stood there. “I think so.”
 
    “Really sure?”
 
    “No.” She broke free from his embrace. “But I think so.”
 
    Steve thought a moment, then the idea came to him. He knew that Pam was a closet exhibitionist and felt that now was the time to free her from society’s bonds. Steve picked Pam up and carried her like a Barbie doll to the back door and then carefully put her in the middle of the deck in their back yard.
 
    Once Steve delivered his goods, he walked back inside and closed the storm door.
     
    Pam hesitated as the wave of arousal washed over her body, even though she knew their back yard backed up to an easement and the trees and shrubs would protect her from stranger’s eyes. As far as she could see there were no lights on in any of the neighbors ’ houses. The street that they lived on was very quiet and most of the neighbors would be sound asleep by now.
     
    “What are you doing?” Pam called out as quietly as she could.
 
    “Just come here.”
 
    “I don’t know that I want to.”
 
    “Okay. But if you do, come here.”
 
    She stayed where she was. “What’re you doing?”
 
    “Giving you a push. Come and stand here.”
    She tiptoed across the deck. Wearing only her thong was quite sexy in a weird way.
     
    “Okay,” she said.
 
    “Go to the front and unlock my truck. The garage door opener is inside and that’s how you can get back inside the house,” Steve instructed.
 
    She looked at him and wondered if she should.
 
    “Dare you! Unless you are chicken,” he said, knowing that would get her goat.
 
    Pam hesitated, looking around and thinking about the front of their house. She felt confident that the shrubs would keep her hidden. What a sight to behold if anyone was seeing her as a naked cat burglar.
     
    “I’m going to close the door now,” Steve said.
 
    Pam stood at the back door. The wood deck felt cold against her bare feet. She was almost naked. She folded her arms over her chest.
 
    “Do you want me to?” Steve said.
    Pam didn’t look back. “Fine,” she blurted defiantly knowing that Steve would come to regret his actions. She would prove him wrong.
 
    Steve shut the door.
    Then he locked it.
 
    Pam heard it lock and suddenly started to worry.
 
    “Steve,” she said quietly. “Hey, unlock it.”
 
    “No.”
 
    “Fuck,” Pam said, scared. “Fuck. Open it.”
 
    She heard his near mocking laugh. “I’m giving you a push.”
 
    “Open the fucking door,” she said, angry.
 
    “A push, remember?”
 
    “Steve, fuck.”
    “I’ll open it if you want me to,” Steve called. “But then you chickened out.”
     
    She didn’t say a word.
     
    “You know how to get into my truck.”
     
    Pam hesitated, then ran around the side of the house. Still not free from her bonds, she peeked making sure that no one was out and about. She could feel Steve’s presence looking out their living room window waiting for her to make her way around. While terrified inside, she stuffed down her emotion and walked proudly past the bay window towards his truck, acting like she didn’t have a care in the world.
     
    Making her way to his truck somehow her fear turned to arousal, soaking her thong.
     
    Opening his truck door she felt the light hit her body. She didn’t hide, but it did take everything she had to stop from flinching and covering up. She stood there like a proud peacock showing her charms to the world. She pressed the remote then locked his truck door. Now she walked slowly towards the garage basking in the garage door light.
     
    Steve was at the door, holding it open. Pam ran inside and pushed it shut, then leaned on the wall beside him and wanted to laugh. To laugh, or get drunk, or stand there swearing.
 
    “Fuck,” she said in the end. “Asshole, that wasn’t cool.”
 
    “I told you I was going to.”
 
    “Shut it. Not lock it.”
 
    He kept