Steph's first instinct came to life, and she abandoned her purse to streak down the park after her undresser. Right now the only thing keeping her from being a stray animal was her ponytail holder and her tanlines that were well on their way to mellowing out of existence, but Steph thought that once she caught this bastard she could at least get dressed, which seemed to hold some priority over the purse.
Steph continued the hunt for several blocks, and started going red and huffing and puffing as she ran like a madwoman, but eventually she was a mere 20 feet behind her attacker and her clothes.
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