Chapter 34 by street0

What's next?

A walk of shame covered with cardboard

"Emily," Willow said and shook Emily's bare shoulder. Emily woke up, looked around, and briefly shrieked before deciding that she did not want to attract attention while naked. "Do you know where my bra is? I had six thousand dollars in it."

"Where are my clothes, Willow?" Emily said, shaking Lauren awake. "And why does my head hurt so much? Last thing I remember was maybe puking and then having more shots."

"I think that's the tequila. I don't know where any of our clothes are," Willow said, and then focused on the text written on the cardboard box: NEXT TIME, TIP YOU WHORES. "Fuck, I think the bartender stole our clothes after we passed out."

"Where are my car keys, Willow?" Emily was getting more alarmed.

Willow thought about going to work at the zoo, but she had neither the mascot bikini nor the $6000 pay advance nor a way of getting there.

"I think we have to walk, girls. How far is your place?"

Emily said her condo was maybe five blocks away from the club. Willow, Emily, and Lauren ripped the box apart and started walking naked through the urban core with a couple small pieces of cardboard each to cover their tits and pussies. Willow hoped they looked homeless enough for the homeless bums to not bother them as they passed an encampment.