Stroll on the Boardwalk

Meekly Lauren stumbled after Kyle on her bare feet. There was a chill in the air and goosebumps rose over her body, her nipples rock hard in her bra. She held her dress with both hands to her chest, worried it might fall at any moment. She kept seeing faces staring at her, laughing or whispering. She knew many of them had seen her exposure on the ride. She wanted to yell to stop looking at her, that she normally looked better, that it all wasn't fair. Instead she just blushed and adverted her gaze, not finding the boldness she normally possessed.

Meanwhile Kyle walked slightly ahead of her. He wasn't intending to leave just yet, and wanted to find something on the boardwalk to keep the fun going. Another ride? Maybe a game to play. Also they were supposed to get dinner, where was the best place to eat that held the most risk for Lauren's dress?