Her bra

If the park was busy later, getting whatever she left here back would prove to be quite the challenge, if not impossible. Her newfound exhibitionist side suggested leaving her jeans or blouse here, a thought which was kind of exciting, but she decided against it. She didn't want to leave herself completely in a bind if the restrooms were busy later, and she couldn't get back to what she left.

She settled on her bra. She started to undo the buttons on her blouse, subconsciously slowing down a bit as she realized she was stripping in the center of the men's room. Another thought of being caught topless flashed through her mind, of her trying to cover her sizable breasts while a stranger got an eyeful, and she didn't realize she had gotten her blouse off until she undid the clasp of her bra.

The sudden release of pressure on her breasts brought her back to reality, as she shrugged the bra off her shoulders, her hard nipples standing proudly in the cool, damp morning air. She wriggled slightly, enjoying the subtle jiggling of her unrestrained breasts, then decided she would put her blouse back on after she'd destroyed the picture.

The only way up to the photo was to stand on a urinal. Grabbing the ledge with one hand, she carefully balanced on the lip of the urinal, her bare nipples dragging against the cold, rough wooden wall as she pulled herself up the wall. Another thrill shot through her at the unexpected stimulation, a slight warmth in her loins answering as she finished pulling herself upright. Carefully placing her bra on the ledge, she grabbed the envelope and dropped to the floor again, her breasts wobbling delightfully at the impact. She walked over to the trash can, shredding the envelope without looking at the contents. Curious as she was about what was within, she couldn't afford to get lost in yesterday's antics, not with today's before her.

After she dropped the shredded envelope into the trash can, she went back to her blouse, lying discarded on the floor, and picked it up. After putting it on and buttoning it, Julie looked down, immediately spotting her stiff nipples tenting the thin material, their light pink color showing faintly through the semi-sheer material. She ran her hands over her breasts, enjoying the way her nipples poked her palms, before walking out the door. Her exposed cleavage jiggled delightfully, the thin blouse offering no support, and Julie again relished the liberating feeling of being braless.

Turning her attention to the map, Julie decided on where she was going to go next.