Get something to wear

Sabrina quickly ran out of the alley into a convience story clutching an arm against her now sweating tits, and the wallet secured to her clam. She had forgotten that the main reason she wanted her bag was to call Veronica to help get dressed. But since Janice ran off with her phone, already posting several of the risque photos to all of Sabrina's social media, all she had was her tiny pink handbag, which left her still stinging rear completely exposed. Finally Janice set up an Onlyfans, finding that people on her Facebook had posted videos of her inital strip at Splash Mountain, as well as several different points of view of her streak through the park. She had been coined the Main Street Streaker, and Janice was going to make a profit after all.

Sabrina just grabbed a pair of jeans and an oversized shirt, slamming them onto the counter as the punk girl behind the register eyed the nude blonde's form, snickering at her red sneakers.

"I don’t know hun, your current outfit is working just great..."

"Just how much please." Sabrina pleaded adjusting her arm and gripping to her flesh melons.

"That'll be 36.50. Need a bag?"

Sabrina rolled her eyes removing the handbag from her personal treasure to dig out the cash.

However, Janice forgot to mention how she had managed to steal all of Sabrina's credit cards, cash, and change while taking the humilating photos.

Sabrina had her wallet, but nothing to pay with. She froze with her eyes widened, and a group of teenage boys stumbled in.

She had to act now.

"There a problem bubble butt?"