Not a stitch on her

Sophie ran up to the girls, still as nude as she was before. All she had with her was her wallet with a cartoony raccoon on it.

“Sophie, sweetheart,” spoke Bethany, with a smile as fake as a Rolex sold by a street vendor. “I don’t think the restaurant would allow people with your kind of ‘attire’.”

Oblivious to Bethany’s fake smile, Sophie answered. “Actually, I checked beforehand. The restaurant is clothing optional too.”

“Are you sure you want to go like this, Sophie?” Asked Jessica. “I see no others who are naked here. You will get some looks from people.”

“Oh, but I don’t mind them. Let them for as long as they want. Besides, I hate the feeling of clothes. It feels so restrictive and unnatural, you know?”

The sat at the booth, Sophie noticeably in the middle.

A waitress walked up to the group, a little surprised to see a single naked blonde in the group. “Hello, what can it be today?”

Megan wanted to speak, only to be cut to the chase by Sophie. “I’d like a grilled cheese sandwich, an omelette and a bowl of tomato soup, please.”

The group looked surprised at Sophie’s large order.

Sophie laughed. “What? I need a lot. And as you can see, I have a great metabolism.”

The girls looked in envy at Sophie’s body, but ordered something from the menu.

“I have to use the restroom, I’ll be right back.” Sophie crawled over the girls, accidentally shoving her firm ass in their faces. She fell to the ground, collected herself, and quickly walked to the restroom.

“What is up with her?” Asked Abigail.

“I know right? Inviting herself to our lunch.”

“And in the nude. I swear, she does this for the attention. I sure she’s flicking herself in the restroom right now, thinking of all the stares she got.”

“Let’s dump her ass. We walk away right now, and let her pay for our meals.”

“I know something even better. She left her wallet here. Let’s take it with us. It’ll be funny!”