Home Sweet Home

By the time Renee reached her house, she had heard more than one car horn and cat call whistle to know that she had been seen several times over. Luckily, there was nothing in the last block as she approached her own house. Running around back to find the spare key that was hidden in the garage, but like the school, her entire neighborhood would no doubt be talking about the once prudish but now naked girl running around.

Once inside and locking the door, Renee let out all her frustrations in a banshee shattering scream, followed by a long cry. Her reputation of being a good girl was ruined by this odd series of events. Surely the neighborhood knew who was streaking. The school did. "At least college will be better, since no one knows me there yet..." She reasoned sliding onto a recliner in the living room, slowly relaxing in its comfort as she slowly looked up at her ceiling.