Campus Security

Lauren looked up. Looming over her was a campus security guard, a stern faced man in his forties.

"Ma'am, you need to get up right now." He said sternly. To his surprise, Lauren just smiled at him.

"Ooh, don't be so serious!" She said in a playful, flirty voice. She gyrated lewdly on the ground, legs in the splits, butt quacking against the grass, which tickled at her bare nether region. She squeezed her shoulders together, thrusting out what little there was to show off on her chest. Her nipples were jutting out rock hard.

"I'm having fun, so just go away!" She commanded. The security guard stared in shock. Lauren rose back to her feet and began skipping about. Dozens of her peers were filming her, amazed at this display.

"I'm trying to be polite." The security guard said. "And I'm giving you a chance to come along peacefully. I suggest you surrender quitely so I can get you some clothes."

"Clothes are dumb!" Lauren laughed. "I'm naked and I love it!" She stuck out her round butt at the security guard, looking over her shoulder and sticking out her tongue at him. People laughed and hollered.

"Alright, I've had just about enough of this." The guard said, walking towards Lauren. He had already decided she must be high or on **** or something, and had lost any sympathies he had when he first stumbled across this streaker. He moved quickly at Lauren...