The rest rooms

It seemed the most logical place to go. Corset Harley spotted the restroom sign and picked up the pace, dashing straight into the ladies room, and into a cubical, locking herself in place.

She practically fell onto the toilet seat, her breath coming ragged in her throat, her mind a while. She had just exposed her breasts to so many people. Almost anyone in the concourse would have had sight of her bare breasts and almost exposed arse. Why had she chosen to wear a thong today of all days?

She couldn't help but look down at her body, almost completely naked, a momentary chill running across her body. Her mind wandered for a moment, how many nerds had snapped pictures of her as she ran? How many nerds were going home tonight to masturbate to her picture?

She shook her head, the thoughts feeling totally inappropriate. She should be thinking of a way out of this situation, not getting aroused.