Friendly - (Cover = Shame)

The woman smiled at her pleasantly. "Good day for it, eh?"

"You, uh, I mean..." Valerie managed. "I'm sorry for my being, you know..."

"Oh, don't worry about it." the woman said, waving her hand dismissively. "If I could wear what you're wearing, I would! It's too warm for stuffy old clothing."

"Oh. Well, why don't you go naked too?"

"Oh, I'm not like you. You can only do it because... because..." The woman trailed off, seeming to lose the train of her thought. Her brows furrowed in concentration as her lips moved soundlessly, as if trying to uncover some deep, hidden memory. After a moment she broke back into a gentle smile. "Well anyway, it's not really appropriate for me. So, where you headed?"

It was at this moment that a car appeared out of the side street behind the woman. Behind the wheel, Valerie noticed, was a young man, maybe in his twenties. He didn't seem particularly interested in her, but his gaze did wander over her as he surveyed the road beyond. Unconsciously, Valerie covered her breasts with one arm and her pussy with her other hand.

"Oh, well, I was just going down to the Ice Cream..." Valerie trailed off.

The woman was staring at her with wide-eyed outrage. The driver, previously uninterested, was staring at her with open-mouthed astonishment.

"Don't you DARE go to the Ice Cream Parlour, you hussy!" the woman hissed. "There are children there! If I see you within one hundred feet of that place-"

Valerie backed away, alarmed at this sudden turn of events. She raised her arms in the air in surrender, unwittingly exposing herself in the process.

"-then I'll have to ask you to join me for a milkshake." the woman finished, suddenly friendly once more.

"I... what?"

The driver, once more disinterested, drove away. "I said if I see you near the Ice Cream Parlour, we'll have to have a shake and a chat. You seem like such a nice young woman."

Tentatively, Valerie covered herself once more. "We'll have a good long talk," the woman spat "About how you can avoid being such a brazen, naked hussy who-" Valerie uncovered. -"is a credit to this community. Are you okay, dearie? You look a little anxious."

"It's nothing." Valerie lied. "Listen, I'd best be off."

"Oh, well okay. It was nice talking to you."

"It's been... interesting."

Valerie walked away, her bare feet padding against the bare stone concrete. Somehow the alteration that weird booming dream voice had made changed things so that if Valerie exposed herself people didn't seem to mind; it was only when she got nervous and covered up that they seemed to react to her nudity.

Baffled by this turn of events, Valerie made her way towards the Ice Cream Parlour...