Brooke, The Under-dressed Street Hero!

Well, I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Brooke, a girl with blonde, shoulder-length hair and green eyes. I'm 22 years old, live in an old apartment in the city, and enjoy spending my weekends hiking, or hanging out with my friends at bars or some other place that sounds fun.

I have a habit of being in the right place at the right time. I guess it helps to be prepared though. A summer at a survivalist camp teaches you a lot. CPR, basic emergency medical treatment, and keeping my body in great shape with hiking and weights helps a lot with being prepared for the unthinkable, which seems to fall in my lap every time I wake up in the morning. It's not so much that I get annoyed, because I love to help out. But, it always seems to happen around me. Oh, and it ALWAYS happens when I'm either naked, or at least almost there.

Now I know what you're thinking. "That's impossible. You can't end up stripped every time you go to save someone who needs some help." Believe me, I wish that were true. I'm not a shy girl by any means. I know what I have, and what I don't. Most girls dream for bigger breasts, but I'd say I'm pretty happy with my C-Cup size myself. My ass could use some more meat, but I'm not gonna complain. It's not flat as a board, and that's all I ask for. So I'd say I'm pretty proud of what I have, since I have just a small bit of stomach fat and a fairly well-toned figure. I wish I could get rid of it, but my doctor said its a "Healthy amount of fat", and that I should "Be thankful for what I have".

Back on topic, I like my body. I feel comfortable with it. But I don't want to share it with everybody else! Keeping my clothes on during those times where people ask me for help would be a lot better than ending up half or stark naked in front of everybody I meet.