Into the grass.

"T..the grass, I guess." Hannah said, looking warily at the balconies. She had not had the time to check them all for people, but it was so late, it was not likely anyone would be up there. She looked back to the girls. One was staring at her hands covering her private parts. Hannah blushed again. One was seemingly already distracted by her phone, but the third did not hesitate, and threw the key as if she were a baseball player. It flew through the dark and Hannah lost sight of it. It landed somewhere far away with a dull thud.

Hannah began her streak. Or, in a way, she just continued it, really. Much to her dismay, the girls cheered her on. She tried her best to think where the key might have landed and ignore the girls, and began to look carefully at the grass around her. The key was small enough and the grass tall enough that she would only be able to see it if she were right on top of it.

"Whoooo!" a new voice sounded.

Hannah froze. What now? Sure enough, the noise came from one of the balconies. She quickly looked up, and saw a whole group of guys standing on one of the balconies. They were leaning so far of the edge they almost fell down, but they were loving the sight too much to care. Hannah clamped her breasts and let out a frustrated yelp. Who knows who these guys were. Maybe some even knew her! She hoped they would not recognize her as she held her head down and let her dark blonde hair fall in front of her face. She panicked as she ran around the grass like a headless chicken, her cheeks bouncing lightly while she searched for her key.

A few moments later, a flash briefly lit up the lawn. Someone had taken a picture of her. Hannah dared not expose her face to look up and risk being recognized or photographed, but she was sure all the cheering and yelling would attract even more onlookers. Even as her embarrassment reached new heights, she grew painfully aroused. Her hand slid against her clit again and again as she tried to cover it while running. Her nipples were sensitive, continuously stimulated by the breeze and her other arm. Getting recognized was her first worry, but she was afraid as well that she might just orgasm in the front of the growing crowd if this went on for much longer.

The stimulation nearly drove her crazy, but she finally saw the glistening of her key. She briefly glimpsed upwards to see a lot more windows lit up than she remembered. She grabbed her key from the ground and made a mad dash for cover. Her spectators cheered her off, and she nearly screeched from humiliation and excitement. She ran around the corner and caught her breath behind the wall.

She could her the girls laughing in the distance, it seemed they finally went their separate ways. Hannah had her key! She could finally get back inside safe! Or perhaps, first she could...