Half-naked

A large gold shipment had arrived and Rock and several other reporters had watched heavily armed agents escort it from an armored car into an old four-story office building near downtown Russellville, Arkansas. They were there in a government van, and each had been required to strip naked and cover themselves with robes made of particularly coarse burlap.
The gold had been moved perhaps a half an hour earlier, and the original reporters, other than Rock, left the van moments afterward. Two were replaced by women, each of whom Rock assumed wrote for large east-coast newspapers. They were fully clothed and did not acknowledge him in any way, though he was sure they were aware that he wore nothing but a polo shirt just long enough to cover his crotch, and that his blue jeans and red boxer shorts were on the floorboard at his feet.
Rock had rarely felt this sort of discomfort or embarrassment, having become familiar enough with government inaction to know that no one had bothered to explain to these women why they had been placed next to a half-naked man.