She couldn’t tell

Lea peeked under the stall, but she wasn’t able to see the women anymore. That could mean they left, but there was no way to tell. She quietly opened the latch of the bathroom door. A quick peer through the cracked door did not merit any results. The women didn’t seem to be there. Lea slowly stood up, pulling her black thong up her calves, over her juicy thighs, and finally over her tight lips. Lea checked her toilet paper top in the mirror to see if it was still covering her tits. It (barely) was. She tip-toed out of the bathroom. As soon as she opened the door she let out a scream and her eyes widened.

There were the women, standing with their arms crossed and scowls on their faces. There were 2 cops with them as well.

“There she is! That’s the pervert that slapped me!” The old woman shouted.

“No I’m not a pervert! I swear I was just…um well I’m very underdressed…” Lea realized her case was unable to be pled in this state.

“I was there I heard it all!” Said the middle aged woman.

"You'll have to come with me ma'am." A male officer said, his female partner standing beside him.

Lea’s adrenaline rose again, but this time she made a big mistake. She felt there was no other way out, so she took off running through the theater. She sprinted through the crowd covering herself as much as she could. Her boobs bounced up and down as she ran. This bouncing caused her makeshift bra to go up and over her brownish-pink nipples. As she exited the theater she noticed the wind had stopped and the sun was uncovered by the clouds.

Lea was yet again topless in public. She cupped her boobs with her palms again, shielding her perky nipples from the world. She let out a squeak and blushed furiously. She ran past the theater through the line, closing her eyes to avoid people’s gaze. As she turned the corner, she couldn’t see what was in front of her, and suddenly ran into something.