No, there's a sneering woman

Panicked, Ava looked up to see someone waiting on the other side of the fence. Ok, waiting was the wrong word, they were just passing by, but they’d seen her fall, seen her when she couldn’t cover herself.

Now Ava had her knees against her chest, futilely covering what she could, but unable to hide the fact she was nude.

“You little slut,” the woman said scornfully.

Great, she hadn’t gotten away. Ava took a moment to try and steady herself. At some point being curled in a ball without a stitch on, with only one stranger looking at her, had become a relief.

“Not like this was my choice,” Ava snapped.

“Sure,” the woman said, mockingly. “You just decided to vault over a fence naked by accident.”

Ava pushed herself up, keeping her back against the fence. She shifted, fully prepared to move again, tensing when she heard the sound of voices from beyond the fence behind her.

“And you’re even shaved, of course you are,” the woman said dismissively.

Despite herself, Ava flushed; she quickly lowered one hand to cover her slit, the other still crossed over her chest.

“Please, don’t act like you even want to be modest,” the woman said.

“Can you give me a jacket?” Ava said. “Something to-”

“You did this to yourself,” the woman said.

No help. Great, just her luck to run into someone who’d get completely the wrong impression and judge harshly for it. Ava rocked on her feet.

It was tempting to attack the woman, steal what she could from her, both as a bit of petty ****, and to have some way to cover herself. But it would take too long; with the crowd she’d attracted before she made it over the fence, the woman yelling out for help would only make things worse.

Ok, she could find somewhere else. Hide, wait for help. Just to get out of here…

Ava lunged, beginning to run, only to find the scornful woman’s leg sticking out. Too distracted by the situation, Ava didn’t see it until it was too late; she fell, sprawling, ass up in the air.

She rolled over, planning to steady herself, only to see faces and phones peering up over the fence. Great, more photos of her ass, just what she needed. Ava scrambled, first into a ball, then back covering herself.

She glared at the woman, who hmphed back.

But there was no time for anything else. A quick look over her shoulder, the people peering to get a look over the fence at her, and she looked away to run.

This time she covered her ass, knowing that was where most people were staring. It was awkward to run with her hands behind her, even more so knowing that her tits were jutting out, but it was better than the alternative.

And then she was out in another street. Breathless, panting and as exposed as ever.