Chapter 11 by splotch

What's next?

Naked Misty finds a camp

The art car sped away, it's passengers satisfied with their playful teasing of Misty. Misty was mortified. She'd just been seen naked by a dozen people... who took her picture! She had to find clothes, and she had to soon, before today got any worse!

So, cupping her privates she shuffled along on her heels. She was fast approaching the camps where others were, and hurried along, terrified of being caught. Her bare legs scrambling she reached the nearest camp, throwing herself behind a car lest she be seen.

Breathing heavy, Misty peaked out. There was a group of about twenty people, sitting around laughing and drinking. They looked like most of the other Burners, colorful clothes, men with beards, half of them with dreadlocks. Hippies. But, she needed clothes! The question was, how to get them? She could try to sneak into their camp and steal something. Or she could just go ask. Or she could flee, and continue on naked trying to find her own companions...