A Moment Of Pity

Nathan watched from a window at the back of the funhouse as a hidden door slipped open, and a very shy-looking Emily slipped out, wearing nothing but her birthday suit. He'd decided to take pity on her, activating the lights that guided her towards the secret exit. Though not before giving her a long scamper through the mirror maze, with the occasional blast of icy water just to keep her on her toes.

He was almost beginning to feel sorry for her, watching her look around the secluded, muddy area behind the sideshow attractions for anything she might be able to wear. She had to be beside herself with embarrassment, **** for dignity and anxious to avoid explanations. Maybe, he thought guiltily, he'd made a little bit too much out of the red nose thing. Maybe she'd only been joking, after all.

Well, he had her T-shirt. Maybe he could throw it down to her, and let her regain at least a little bit of self-respect.

Or maybe he could just leave her there, to face the fairground naked and alone.