Make a run for it!

With only the two of them here, you consider running. The door was right there. The only problem was that they would tell their friends, and not only that, but you were wearing only a skirt above your ankles. But what he was going to do could be a lot worse.

Waiting for their eyes to leave you, which you began to worry if would even happen given your situation, but you sprint towards the door. You swing it open, topless, and run as fast as you can down the street and in the direction of your home.

People from inside their houses peer at you. Pedestrians on the street stare at you. You hold your breasts tight, but you know that moving quickly is bouncing your skirt, giving them all a view of everything. A few blocks later, you turn around panting and you see none of the boys. That doesn't remove how many people just saw you, and how many people must be looking to you now. You need some panties, a shirt, or just a place to hide. You'd have to get home somehow though.