The box is gone

"W-Where's the box?" Eric asked.

"It was right here!" Lucy whispered. "Did someone take it?!"

The two looked frantically around the street trying to find their only source of modesty. "Did someone take it?" Eric wondered out loud. "Did those three come back this way? Where the hell is it?!"

He turned back to Lucy, who was beet red with anger and embarrassment. Her arms clutched tighter against her breasts and her other hand pressed against her bare pussy. Eric couldn't help but think she looked pretty damn cute. He loved seeing her turn red in class during his pranks. Now, seeing her red and nude was a dream come true. Especially after they had just had sex.

Lucy suddenly started to calm down and take a few deep breaths to regain her composure. She slowly looked up at Eric with the same face she wore when she gave her lectures. Eric tried to keep any dirty thoughts from his mind. He knew that when she got serious, it was time to stop joking around.

"Okay," Lucy said, "we're close to my house, and the box is gone. We have no choice. We'll just have to keep moving."

"How?" Eric asked. "We have nothing to cover up!"

Lucy pointed at an alleyway. "Down there. We can sneak through there to my house."

"Um, down a dirty alley?" Eric asked. "You sure no one's going to jump us there?"

"Don't you trust me, Eric?"

That phrase was enough to make Eric feel guilty. How could he not trust her after she confessed her love to him and had sex with him? "Yeah, I trust you."

"Good." The two began to walk towards the alley. Before they entered, Lucy abruptly stopped covering herself, exposing her naked body to Eric once more, and held out her hand. "A gentleman would help a lady feel less scared."

He took her hand without thinking, keeping his other hand over his growing erection, as the two walked down the alley.