Cleaning Up Outside (F)

Feeling too intimidated by the chaos in the diner you opted to clean up outside instead. Grabbing a broom and garbage bag you head outside and see that the diner seems to be in the middle of nowhere. In the distance to your right you can see a big city while far to the left you spot a suburban neighborhood with the diner right in between them. The one thing connecting these three locations seems to be a long open road with very little traffic flowing through. On the ground in front of the diner is quite a bit of trash from previous customers littering, not to mention some dirt and sand from the nearby area.

"Really?" you say to yourself commenting on the amount of litter.

Knowing that there is probably more of this in the parking lot as well, it's probably better to start cleaning here then continue to the parking lot later. You start to throw away empty soda cups and sweep dirt off the walkway all the while feeling self conscious about the fact that your vagina is exposed in midday. Luckily traffic isn't that heavy so there only seems to be a car once every 3-5 minutes. Occasionally some cars tend to slow down when driving near the diner as if to get a better look at you, especially when you bend over to pick up some litter. While you feel disgusted and embarrassed that strangers on the road are getting a full view of your womanhood, you're also starting to enjoy it. When a driver slows down to see you then speeds away it sends a cold shiver down your spine along with a warm and wet feeling in between your legs. There was one time you bent over to pick something up and a car made a full stop in front of the diner. Your heart skipped a beat and juices began to trickle down your leg as you bent there motionless. Thinking that they might get out of the car to approach you, you were immobilized by fear. After a minute however they started their car up again and left.

"Phew." you sigh in relief with a hint of disappointment.

As you continue to clean up you can't help but feel excited. It's as if you're on display as a living advertisement for the diner inviting all who see you to come on in and get a drink. After about an hour or two you reach the point where you're almost done cleaning the front.