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Julie retreated back to the edge of the camping where she started. She hid in the bushes and thought about her next move. The bus stop was right next to the beach. Maybe she could jump into the water here and swim there. She'd still have to rush into the bus completely nude, but it beat standing naked at the bus stop in the middle of a crowd of tourists.

Julie hopped the fence, ending up on a road. She quickly sped across and climbed down the rocks into the clear blue water. It did little to obscure her to watchers from above, or swimmers that would get too close, but at least she was somewhat hidden from the thousand people on the beach itself. Now she simply had to linger here for a bit until she saw the bus coming and then she'd have to go for the most humiliating run of her life.

Julie hung around in the water for 15 minutes or so, enjoying the cool water on her sun-baked skin. Skinning dipping never felt so good. But then came the moment of truth. The familiar green-roofed bus appeared on the road in the distance, so Julie had to prepare herself for her streak. She swam to shore and found a somewhat obscured spot to climb back unto the rocks, where she crouched and waiting until the bus stopped. She was beyond nervous, trembling and barely able to breathe. A mass of beachgoers had amassed at the bus stop, and she'd soon have to join them. They were almost all young, attractive people, and Julie feared she would pale in comparison. Nevertheless, she'd surely be the centre of attention.

The bus pulled up and stopped, opening its door to let out a shipment of beachgoers, and let in another. Julie could wait no longer. This was it! She jumped up the final rock and unto the road, covering all her private bits with her hands. She ran over as the last people entered and tried to follow them. Unfortunately, the bus driver stopped her and spoke to her in broken English.

Julie could barely understand him, but realized he meant she was too wet to enter. She gasped, and said to him, wide-eyed: "but... I'm naked!"

He did not seem to care. Bewildered, Julie stepped back out on the street as the whole bus stared at her. She saw her own naked reflection in the closing doors, and the many windows that passed her by as the bus pulled away. Suddenly, she found herself standing on the sidewalk as hundreds of people were all around her. Everyone that walked past stared at her, boys took their phones out and snapped pictures of her, people laughed and scoffed. Julie began running in no direction in particular, through the crowd of beachgoers. She heard some yelling behind her, but was sure as hell not about to stop.

Then, she was suddenly forcefully grabbed by the arm and pushed into an alley by a group of girls. They seemed to be locals, around the same age as her. They were all barely more dressed than she was, wearing revealing bikinis and some mesh coverings. Their hair was lushious and dark, except for one who had hers dyed almost white. Julie wasn't sure what was happening, but one of the girls reassured her with a strong accent.

"Hey hey don't worry. That was brave!" she smiled.

Julie eased up a little, but kept herself covered.

"I'm trying to get back to my hostel." she explained. "But the bus driver wouldn't let me in because I'm wet."

"Oh? He did not care you are naked?" Laughed another girl.

Julie was so embarrassed. She awkwardly smiled back a little.

"You can dry off in our hotel room. It's not far." one offered. "Then you can just take the next bus."