He's down the block

"Woof!"

Clarice turned her head to the right, in the director the bark had come from. Down the street she saw the vague silhouette of a massive dog running down the block away from her. Before she could react the dog took a right onto the side street and out of sight. She didn't have her glasses and it was dark out, but how many dogs could be running around right now?

Clarice took off in a sprint, or a as close to one she could manage in flip-flops and while holding the towel closed with one hand. She had never been that athletic and wasn't by any means a great runner. While she struggled to catch up to Champion, she also struggled to keep her towel in place. It kept threatening to drop out of her grasp, and the bottom kept flying up and down as she ran. She was sure that both her vagina and her butt were partially exposed as she ran, but no one appeared to be around to see, thank God. She held the towel tighter as she reached the end of the block.

Once again Champion was no where to be seen.

"Champion!" she called, hoping the dog would come to her voice.

She recoiled when she realized how loud she was being. Champion might come when she called, but it also might call anyone who heard her to investigate the nose. Clarice needed help but didn't really want to be caught outside in nothing but a towel.

The towel was feeling a little bit too loose, and a chill was going through her. Inspecting herself she was shocked to realize that the towel had ridden up in the back while she ran down the block, completely exposing her ass to the whole world. She was basically bottomless in the intersection, below a street lamp shining a nice little light on her nice little bottom.

When she tried to pull the towel back down over her ass it pulled back from the top, making it difficult to keep them over her breasts. It had become too awkwardly placed to easily fix without taking off. Clarice looked around three times, making sure the coast was one-hundred percent clear.

She opened the towel and took it off her body. For five precious seconds she was completely naked on the sidewalk. If anyone looked out their window right then they would probably see a fabulous view of her naked backside. Her heart raced as she held the towel open and wrapped it around her body again, making sure it was more secure this time. Feeling cold she tried to fold it together.

"Champion!" she called again, trying to keep her voice at a level loud enough for Champion to hear without waking the neighbors. She couldn't see him anywhere. Her glasses where locked inside her house and she desperately wished she had them.

"Fucking dog," she muttered to herself.

Right then she heard a nearby "woof." She turned in the direction of the bark, trying to find any trace of her dog.

"Woof!"

She heard it better this time, it was further down the block. Clarice took a few more steps.

"Woof."

There he was!