Mr. Officer

Jaycee wished she was in her orange panties with a shirt still on, that was less embarrassing then her current situation. For she was in actual waking nightmare. She had been left her sneakers and socks by some thug, leaving the rest of her body on complete display, outside her work. She let out a small whimper as she cupped her breasts with her right arm, and planted her left palm against her thatch.

"How can this get worse…?" She dared questioned as she turned her head seeing the criminal speed off with her car honking towards and shouting as loud as he can.

"HOLY SHIT IS THAT BITCH NAKED?!" Causing a nearby police officer to walk over toward the alleyway seeing Jaycee in just her sneakers and hands for clothing. Jaycee had to decide if she should try and explain herself or try running home as is. Both weren't ideal.

"Excuse me miss, but is there a reason you're dressed in such a manner?" The handsome male called out starting to head towards Jaycee. She bit her lip and squeezed her arm against her chest causing her left nipple to pop out.

"Um, I..I was working, and I forgot my belt, so I lost my pants…"

"Looks like you lost a helluva alot more than your pants."

"T-the-then my shirt ripped and.."

"Sounds like you were scratching an itch…" he smirked eyeing her form taking in the palm covering her most secret place. "Bet this exhibitionist got a big ole bush under there."

"I was robbed!"

"Right, after you lost your pants and shirt?"

"P-please, he just drove off with my car!"

"I'd like to believe you, but I think I need to take you in for questioning too…" he lied, planning to see what was under her hands to get a proper look at Jaycee. Slowly he reached for his cuffs, which Jaycee knew would mean she would be taken to the station, in her birthday suit! By then, Jaycee made up her mind, leaving the officer with an amazing view of her hypnotically jiggly peach of a rear, stupifying him enough to get her on her way home.

With only the sneakers on her feet…