A Pantsless Sprint

Emily couldn't believe it! Her very first day on the job and she'd somehow managed to lose the very shorts she was wearing! She was so embarrassed as she ran past crowd after crowd of people. Emily had a hand in front of her crotch and a hand over her ass, but it didn't do her any good. Everyone could clearly tell she wasn't wearing any pants.

Emily had been heading in the direction of the locker room, despite the fact that the only other clothing in there was the white vest she'd worn to the fairground. She wasn't sure what she'd do when she got there, but she'd figure out something once she could get into her locker and...

Emily smacked herself on the forehead with her palm. Her locker key had been in the pocket of her shorts! Now she had no way of even getting to her keys, phone, or purse, let alone her spare shirt!

"Hey, red's a good color on you!" someone nearby shouted, prompting Emily to return her hand to its modesty-guarding position. She ducked behind a nearby stand, hoping to stay out of sight for a few minutes while she collected her thoughts.

Emily still had a ways to go to get to the locker room. And even if she got there, she couldn't open her locker. And even if she could open her locker, she had nothing else to wear on her bottom half. What was she supposed to do? Maybe she could ask Mr. Jackson for help. Surely he'd be nice enough to find her something to wear. But that would make Emily look so irresponsible! And Mr. Jackson certainly didn't want to have to see Emily in just her underwear like this, she was sure. Maybe her best option was to try and find something wearable somewhere nearby.