After a few moments, it is

Surprisingly, it wasn't immediately mentioned. Even as she felt the eyes on her, and heard a faint murmur of conversation, no one actually said anything to her, and she was allowed to keep going.

She couldn't believe she was doing this! Here she was, walking down a public street, wearing nothing but a ragged T-shirt, with one of her breasts out, the other dangerously close to exposure. She was so lost in the overwhelming sensations she nearly walked into a mother trying to shepherd her kids towards the parade.

Spotting them at the last second, she attempted to dodge them, her exposed nipple faintly grazing the mother's shoulder as she nearly tripped over one of the kids. As she regained her footing, she nearly gasped at realizing her nipple was brushing fabric, fabric which she wasn't wearing, on a busy street. Then the mother's screech overrode everything, shattering her mood, if only for an instant.

"You little harlot! How dare you prance around, showing yourself to the world. And what is that, that stuff on you? I ought to call the cops on you..."

Her voice trailed off, swallowed in the thrumming noise of the street, as Julie beat a hasty retreat through the crowds. As she went, she quickly tugged her shirt back into place over her quivering breasts as she ducked through a few people starting to look back towards the mother. She'd been caught, been seen by someone, and had gotten away with it! In fact, she'd actually completely forgotten the cum that had dried on her. Somehow, walking through town with random men's cum splattered over her made this little journey so much more thrilling. This was so exciting! Her loins burned with lustful energy as she surreptitiously checked her shirt to make sure her breasts were properly covered again. She felt a little sad, in a way, having to cover them again, but there was so much opportunity to do it again!

Unbeknownst to her, someone else had seen her display, and was rather pleasantly surprised at this turn of events. From where he stood, Mark grinned broadly as he set off through the crowd towards where she had gone. This was quite surprising. He had no idea what exactly had happened in the school, but this was completely unexpected. Whatever had happened, he knew he had at least some credit in this change in Julie, and he relished the thought. While he had no way to contact Julie, he was definitely going to follow her, maybe get a few pictures, and he would most definitely take his next opportunity as her blackmailer to get the details of what had happened inside the school.

Julie continued deeper into the crowds, finally approaching the first line of food and souvenir vendors near the starting point. As she passed the first stall, her stomach grumbled, reminding her of just how long it had been since she'd had something to eat. A unwitting image of her sucking Steve's cock crossed her mind, but she shoved that image aside, as well. Her next step landed her left foot in something cold and sticky, causing her to stop for a moment. She glanced back, spotted the smashed remains of a scoop of ice cream she had stepped in, and grimaced. She almost raised her leg behind her, to look at her foot, when she abruptly realized this afforded her another opportunity. Instead, she raised her leg in front of her, knee straight out to the side, and leaned forward slightly to grab her foot. This not only hiked up the bottom of her shirt above her crotch, it also caused it to hang forward a bit, allowing someone to her sides to see her nipples, if the angle was right. She held the pose for a moment longer than necessary, spitting on her hand before taking time to wipe the ice cream from her bare sole, noticing just how dirty it was as she cleaned the ice cream off. How she wished she had some money right now.

As she set her foot back on the pavement, a faint movement caught her eye. Next to a massive line near another concession stand, someone had dropped a $5 bill. It was far enough away she wasn't certain she could get to it, before someone else did. Everything here tended to be expensive, but it would buy her either a pair of shoes or something to eat. Maybe it was worth a shot, and the opportunities it presented. Otherwise, she'd just continue towards the beginning of the parade, which was right up the street at this point.