Out the store

As Renee stood in place debating on what to do, a clatter caused her to turn around.

"Good Lord!" She was greeted to a man with black attire, and a white collar around his neck. He stared on with great intent. It was then Renee recognized him.

"Father Max?!" She shouted as it dawned on her that she was giving him quite the show of her body with her hands at her sides. The teenager tried to hide her chest again with an arm, leaving one breast and very hard pink nipple pointing towards the priest.

"I...i…ohmygod…plea...pleasedontlookohgod..."

Her hands kept switching positions from her breasts to her crotch, never actually settling on anything and actually stimulating the priest's loins. His eyes kept glued to her exposed dancing form, taking in all the curves years of sports had done to the woman. Father Max didn't even realize she was the girl he had prayed he'd get to see naked every Sunday, when she walked into church with a gorgeous sundress. Seemed God was on his side this day.

Renee let out another scream, deciding to cup her fun bags and just book it toward the front of the store. Father Max looked up towards the ceiling, doing a small cross with his hand. "Thank you lord for that blessed gift."

The aisle she was in was empty, but as she pushed on through, a line of people were greeted to the bouncing buns of a redhead streaker. Some cheered, jeered, while most already had their phones out to record the code 88. Either way, more people were seeing Renee in her birthday suit, and each moment she had to endure was more agonizing than the last.

"Someone help me!" She pleaded as a male crept up behind her slapping the full moon before him. This caused Renee to bring her hands to her burning backside, revealing her frontal treasures to the leering crowd. She saw Clint again who seemed to be approaching her.

Not wanting to be even more mortified in front of her biggest crush, Renee slapped her hand undies on again as best as she could, and once again began her trek towards her house. As it was the only thing running on her frazzled mind.