Run

"Hey, how come you didn't take her tray away?" Jacob nudged Tim as he swiped through his gallery of Renee. "Oh, right."

The bell rang as the hallway Renee was in became flooded with more students of various classmates sprawling out to be greeted to the ginger senior, and as if on cue, the tray vanished from her grasp leaving a hand on her belly button, and the other resting under her tits propping them up and at her peers.

"Streaker! And she's a looker!"

"Fucking gross, cover up slut."

"Is that Renee?! Damn dude, I never knew she had a rack!"

"Oh yeah, she's our student body president alright."

Each jeer and note on her body kept Renee stuck despite her arms wanting to cover up and her leg wanting to move. Finally, the people from her lunch caught up surrounding Renee. The flashes of the camera finally kicked her nerves into gear as she let out a resounding,

"Nooooooooo!"

First she clapped her hands to her chest, but that left her crotch open, so she shot her hands down there. Leaving her chest in a squished together position. She alternated between the two much to the pleasure of everyone around her before finally settling on an arm on the tits, and a hand on the snatch. Her righteous rump was at the mercy of everyone behind her as it remained unhidden.

She bolted up the only opening she had, some stairs, but was met with more people who had gathered to see the commotion.

"Aahhhhhh get out of my way!" She thrusted her body against the sea ignoring all the grabs toward her butt which remained uncovered, she slipped through finally, running to the nearest door, ignoring that the hallway to her locker was not only now empty, but the complete opposite way she was heading. Instead, she wound up outside the west building parking lot, and to top it off, there was no handle to let her back inside.

She could go back inside the school, or go home as is. Both risked being seen by more people, but at least more strangers would be on the voyage home. The bared beauty had to decide.