Check under the shelves

No one else was around, so her clothes must still be here somewhere. She cast one more glance around more from nerves than thinking she would see anyone, and then quickly dropped down onto all fours, trying to peer under the closest shelving unit.

She winced slightly as she felt the movement cause her shirt to ride up, her panty clad bottom on full display if anyone should happen to walk past. A little nervously she reached under the display, trying to feel around in the dusty darkness below the shelves, before crawling on to the next one.

There was no sign under the second shelving unit, but as she moved on to the third she felt something at the back, possibly some kind of fabric, but just out of reach. She bit back a silent curse, before lowering herself further, trying to crawl under the shelf a little, to increase her reach.

That was when she heard it. The sound of footsteps. She suddenly realised how it looked, her top half hidden under the shelves, while her bottom half was covered in just her socks and panties on full display to anyone who may come past.