Outside

Moriah's straight dark hair was long enough to fall over her breasts, so as long as she didn't move too much she could rely on that to cover her nipples while she put one hand over her crotch and the other over her rear. Now she was temporarily covered, she needed a plan.

"Hey!" she called in the direction the salesgirl had walked off, "Come back here with those!"

She realised that her calling out had drawn attention, and there were now a lot of pairs of eyes watching her. It occurred to her that this was a lot busier than she expected a craft shop to be on a Tuesday afternoon. She tried to follow the salesgirl, but found a crowd of people in her way.

"Hey, excuse me," she said, trying to get past, "Can I... Please... Hey, watch the hands there!"

Suddenly she tripped over on something and was falling, she landed flat not on the carpet of the store but on a warm pavement. Moriah looked back, and saw she had ended up going through the doors and was back in the street. As she watched, the doors closed behind her.

"Hey!" Moriah got to her feet and tried the door, but it did not open. "Let me in!" she banged on the glass, but there was no response. She could see the salesgirl who had stolen her panties back by the counter, waving at her, and she would bet that the button on the wall next to the girl was the control for the automatic door.

Moriah realised the people inside the store had a full view of her now uncovered body. She threw her hands over herself again, then after a moment to look around she crouched down behind a trash can.

"Right... Now what?"