Beth bares all

A silence fell over the hotel lobby as the elevator doors opened. Out stepped a security guard, a bellboy and chess prodigy Elizabeth Harmon. All eyes were on the latter.

The reports of her beauty had not been exaggerated. But the reports of her being a nudist had been non-existent.

For Elizabeth Harmon was as naked as the day she was born.

Her pale, damp skin sparkled under the bright, artificial lights. Her cropped, flaming red hair was a tousled, wet mess on her head, dripping water onto her shoulders. She had a pretty face, the lack of makeup allowing her cute freckles to stand out. Her small, bare feet padded confidently over the soft carpet, leaving damp patches in their wake. Her pussy was completely shaved, leaving nothing to the imagination. In fact, her whole body was well groomed, which went some way to explaining the shivers the naked girl appeared to be experiencing.

But her slender arms, cute stomach and bare feet didn't grab the attention as much as her pale chest. Her small breasts bounced gently as she walked, proudly pointing forwards, her nipples erect and hard.

As she walked past the awestruck onlookers, they were given an opportunity to observe the curves of her butt.

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If the lobby had been stunned into silence, the crowd gathered outside was the opposite. Cameras flashed and the chatter crescendoed. The throng pushed forwards, all **** to reach the naked girl, thrusting pens and notebooks towards her.

Smiling, Beth signed every requested autograph, posing for pictures as she slowly made her way towards the waiting car. A pink tinge of embarrassment passed across her cheeks, which only made her seem all the more attractive. She shivered violently as snow settled on her shoulders and melted in her ginger hair, while her bare feet struggled for grip on the icy ground.

But at no point did Beth ask for a coat, or shoes. In fact, she seemed to be proud of her nudity, willing to risk frostbite to show off her body.

After blowing a kiss to the crowd and one final wave, Beth climbed into the limousine and slammed the door closed.

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The moment the **** weather was shut out and she was safe behind the tinted windows, Beth briefly let her emotions spill out.

She hugged herself tightly and shivered, her toes curling as a sob escaped her lips.

She didn't even want to think about how many people had just seen her naked, how many hands had squeezed her curves.

And the cold...it was even colder than Beth had imagined. Any moisture still on her skin had frozen, driving her body temperature even lower and weighing her down.

She caught sight of herself in the rear view mirror. Her hair was even more bedraggled than before, her lips blue and her skin ivory.

All of her instincts had been pleading with her to cover up, to run away and hide, but Beth refused to show any weakness. She knew the Soviets were trying to humiliate her into submission, but she refused to cooperate. If she could maintain the appearance of being a comfortable nudist for long enough, they would have to concede defeat and return her belongings.

The driver didn't say a word, but Beth knew he would be enjoying watching his nude, frozen, embarrassed passenger.

Beth curled into a ball and attempted to squeeze warmth back into her body, but she had barely warmed up at all before they arrived.

Taking a deep breath and forcing a smile back onto her face, Beth once more stepped out into the wintery conditions.