Cross Bared

The next hour and a half or so of the hike was quite the hell for Renee. Who had to fight keeping pace, upholding the symbol of the lord himself, and her shorts turned tie on bottoms inability to stay knotted. Like the opposite of the Gordion Knot, it seemed it was impossible not to loosen or untie the sides of her shorts with every step. Resulting in Renee having to quickly catch one side as it unwove itself, threatening to fall and leave her utterly bottomless, about every three to five minutes. To then either slow her walk to an awkward shuffle or just stop in her tracks to retie it, debating whether to fumble through while holding or to just put down the cross as she did so.

No one else mentioned or commented on it. With most just “patiently” waiting as they watched Renee’s perfect plush peach shudder and shake with every step and stumble.

With nothing really changing until the group came upon a small river, with the halfway trial marker in sight on the other side. Having just retied her shorts for the umpteenth time Renee was quite eager to get to the marker break and possibly think of a more permanent solution to her wardrobe problem. So she rashly just stepped into the river thinking it’d be quite shallow and calm. That she’d power through it. She didn’t hear the…

“Renee, wait!”

…until it was too late and she was already stumbling sideways. Thinking quickly though she was able to toss the cross in her arms back towards the riverbed before…

*Splash!*

…she fell into surprisingly deep and rushing water. Landing on her back she quickly sat up, bringing her head and a bit of her shoulders above the water with a gasp.

“You good?” A college aged guy asked, as he carefully stepped in, water reaching his lower thigh, and reached out to help her up.

It took Renee a second to realize she didn’t recognize him among the congregation, soon spotting the ENFU tank top he sported and figuring that he was just another hiker on the trail today. “Uh yeah… I just didn’t know it was so deep and quick hehe” she said nervously while taking his offered hand. While commenting to herself how handsome he was now that she was getting a good look at him.

“Honest mistake many first timers make. You’re supposed to use the rock bridge through the… uhhh” he trailed off after helping Renee rise out of the water.

Recognizing the stunned look Renee rightly assumed that she was now somehow flashing him, though incorrectly assuming it was the finicky shorts that failed her Renee’s hands shot to her crotch. For once being surprised by the feeling of cloth on her body, if barely. Looking down let her notice that she’d actually made her exposure worse by squeezing her bared boobies together as if to show them off. Not knowing the current had pushed the garment up and over the pale globes.

“Ah god!” Renee groaned as she brought her hands from her crotch to her exposed melons with a wet slap.

“Damn” she heard the guy whisper in amazement.

“Quit looking” Renee chastised.

“Ah right” he replied before turning away. Honestly surprising Renee who was quite used to people's brazen and amused stares as they ignored her.

She then quickly rolled her top back down to then put on a wry annoyed smile as she saw that the soaked white item had become quite see through and form fitting. To the point she wondered if it was any better than just being full on topless.

“Uhh do you need help getting out” the guy asked while side eyeing to peek at her.

“Why would I need-” Renee began to ask as she tried to take a step. To discover that both her feet were stuck in the muddy bed of the river.

“Yeah that's also a problem beginners find after falling in. It gets pretty soupy through here” he explained.

“You don’t say” Renee replied sarcastically while trying to “casually” cover her chest with one arm.

“You two plan to stay and bathe down there all day?” Someone from the congregation butted in.

“My feet are stuck, idiot!” Renee scolded harshly. Already quite annoyed from the combination of not wanting to be here, now suddenly cold and shivering, oh and being basically half naked in front of a group of people she grew up around and now a cute college dude.

“Alright just grab my hands and dig your feet into your boots so you don't lose them. Don’t want to be hiking bare foot” he instructed.

“Right…” Renee replied as she came to terms with bringing her arm away from covering her chest.