Slinking Away

Horribly embarrassed Renee covered her chest and looked around for a way to get out. Only to be left overwhelmed with the amount of people looking at her. Luckily for her though it was easy to grab the attention of a crowd of drunks.

“Oh shit!”

“Fight! Fight! Fight!”

“Knock his ass out!”

A loud ruckus of chanting, swearing, and struggling certainly pulled the attention of the mostly naked redhead. Who took the opportunity to sneak away, forgetting her bra in the process. The bit of clarity she got quickly fading as another wave of digested **** hit her system. Leaving her mind with one thought as she exited the house, get home. So that’s what she did, started making her way home… in a pair of heels, panties, a hand bra, and the angel costume accessories. At first she ran, still subconsciously spurred on by her all too often embarrassment of being exposed. Then slowed to a jog as her feet started to hurt and it was annoying to try and contain her large chest. Soon it became a steady walk as her mind became occupied with recognizing her surroundings to plot her way home. The arms containing her bouncy bosom soon dropped as she just forgot.

And like that a topless angel was walking the suburbs of Oakvale Heights in the late hours of Halloween night.

…

A while later…

Driving down the road a dead tired man, and devotee of Reneeism, made his way home from his graveyard shift as a security guard. Still sighing at the paranoia of the company owners who had a small bit of vandalism happen over a decade ago Halloween night. Feeling close to passing out he wondered if the overtime hours were worth it.

Stopping at a light he blearily looked over to his left, then to his right… and then a quick double take back to his left as he had to make sure he saw what he thought he did.

There, standing in the bright glow of a street lamp, stood a very familiar gorgeous naked red headed girl. The only thing different from usual was the fact she looked like a literal angel. Pure white wings, bright glowing halo, golden accessories adorning her flawless body. Her side profile already had left the man tongue tied. But then, with a stone cold expression, she looked over towards him while sweeping a loose hair over her ear with her hand. Showing off her perfect bare chest to the man, the golden light seemed to come from the presence of her perfect pale skin instead of the street lamp above. Awed at the perfect visage his mind was left blank.

*Swerve! Crash!*

Two heart wrenching sounds came quickly to his other side, causing him to instinctively look over to see a car now wrapped around the crosswalk sign to his right. “Oh my lord!” he screamed. Quickly scrambling out of the car to check and see if the person was ok. Taking a small moment to look back and notice the naked angel that looked like Renee was gone. Before shaking his head and getting to business.

…

After informing the emergency services about the accident, the person in the accident being miraculously unharmed, the man finally had a moment to think about the situation. And he quickly realized that if he hadn’t been distracted, based on the skid marks of the crashed car, he might have been in the way if he had moved with the light turning green. Possibly seriously injuring himself and the other driver, instead of the optimal way it was now.

Coming to a realization he looked up to the night sky and said “thank you lord for the guardian angel.”

Just after the crash…

“Hrrg-” *Barf!* Renee sounded out as she bent over emptying her stomach.

“Ah that’s gross,” she said, still tasting it in her mouth “but I feel a lot better.”

Turning around she walked back onto the sidewalk, looking over to see the accident. Worried she watched just long enough to see someone was on the phone, probably calling nine one one. Taking consolation in that she quickly decided to walk away from the situation before the police arrived and started asking why she was half naked.