Just some dirty shoes and the dress in the tree

I must have taken longer to eat my lunch than I realized, because when I walked out there was hardly anyone around. The people must have gotten a good like at the pile of clothes in front of them and gotten bored of it, or they already took what they needed and skedaddled.

Looking around I saw that the second option is what happened. I saw absolutely nothing left on the sidewalk or the base of the trees. With the realization that at least the vast majority of my clothes were gone I started to grow moister and more heated by the second. I looked around more carefully and saw that my shoes were still there in the grass.

This really surprised me - surely all the girls would have wanted to take my shoes most of all? I thought about it, and chalked it up to the fact that I had some big feet. That was until I walked over to them and saw that only three shoes were there. They were all from different pairs, and I noticed that I had thrown them onto a big pile of dog dookie. Yuck!

After surveying those survivors I walked back and saw my heavy dress still in the tree. It was very high up and probably pretty itchy now that I didn't have any underwear to put under it. I was also getting extremely horny, and knew that there'd be nothing but trouble if I did my business out here. Then again, I felt a duty to at least try to get back all that was left of my clothes...