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I remained still and heard someone walking over trash and getting closer. Finally, they were about to be in my presence. As I held my breath, the person never paused but moved past me. I was in complete darkness by then. After they moved on, I could see by the silhouette from the lit exit to the alley it was a man. I relaxed and pondered my situation. I had to wait until the downtown places closed up so fewer people were about. Then I could take the chance to make it to my car.

When I next opened my eyes, it was daylight. I must have been so exhaused from the stress of being naked most of the afternoon the day before, that I fell asleep. I tried to get up and felt my butt bone so sore from pressing on the concrete alley floor. Luckily, it was Saturday and a lot of businesses were closed. I looked at the mouth of the alley and only saw a few people pass occassionally. I climbed to my feet and rubbed my tail bone.

I crept through the alley keeping mostly to the wall. Ladies passed but no one ever glanced down my way. I got closer and two men moved past that made me pause. I kept going. When I reachd about five feet from the sidewalk, I heard heels tapping closer and watched a woman in a short blue dress and high heels move past. My dick sprang to attention. Edging closer, I was able to see a white pickup truck parked along the street near me. It had something covered under a tarpe. I got the idea that if I could hide under the tarp and let the driver I assumed was male take me home, they could help me with some clothes.

I had to time it just right, so I took another peek both ways along the sidewalk. The first time I looked, two women were coming so I hurried to the other side of the alley and pressed my bare back to the cold bricks. They passed by chattering about something. I attempted another look along the sidewalk and saw my opening, so I took it. I ran with all speed and climbed into the back of the pickup truck, lifted the tarp, and got underneath. There was electrical cords and hard boxy equipment I could not make out in the darkness under the tarp. After a few minutes, I felt I was safe from capture.

It was about another fifteen minutes before the truck jostled and the engine started. Finally, we were moving out of the parking space. I knew it would not be long before this nightmare would be over. After a lot of turns and stops, I felt we had entered a tunnel of some sort due to the echo of the truck against walls. Then we entered an area with lots of commotion. People were heard, too many to make out what anyone was saying. And band music was playing loud from somewhere. I could see from the end of the tarp, we were in a place with electric light and not sunlight. Finally, the truck stopped and the engine died. The driver got out and slammed the door shut.

I waited a full minute and lifted the tarp up to see the roof of someplace with harsh light blaring down. I had been in the dark too long to make out much, but I knew I had to get out of this truck since the driver did not go home.