Walk home

I knew that this should be the worst moment of my life, and it probably was, but I had to handle this and prove to myself I could do it. I turned and saw no one outside, so I put one foot in front of the other and started walking towards the street trying to keep my head held high.

When I hit the edge of her yard, I looked up to see Lydia’s window. She had the curtain down for obvious reasons. I considered throwing stones to try to talk to her, but between my situation and not wanting to get her in any more trouble I decided to just keep walking. She knew what she needed to know and I hoped I provided some sort of relief to what had been an emotionally devastating situation.

Being outside in the nude seemed to awaken some sort of hyper-awareness in me, as every bird chirp or dog bark I could hear made me shoot my head around in that direction out of fear of someone seeing me or someone trying to interact with me. Even with the fear I didn’t try to cover and I just focused on where I was putting my feet to keep from hurting them too badly. The grass actually felt nice so I decided to keep on that instead of the side walk.

While the grass was certainly to my benefit, other aspects of nature had different effects, like the wind. It tickled me all over and I felt my nipples stiffen. Even more alarming my pussy started to stir. I held back my feelings of embarrassment and just told myself that if a boy was outside naked he’d probably get boner, and this wasn’t any different than that.

It didn’t take long for a car to drive by and it slowed when it saw me. My hands almost shot up but I held back, I reassured myself I shouldn’t be ashamed. I put on a smile hoping to provide any concerned passerby that I was fine and avoid any type of conversation. That didn’t work, as eventually the car stopped stopped anyway. It was an adult woman, and while not exactly a happy moment it was better than a guy.

“You okay?” Asked the woman looking worried.

I reassured myself that concern was the right reaction. A normal reaction that anyone should have to seeing a naked girl walking down the street.

“Yes, ma’am, just walking home.” I said as I stopped and turned to face her.

“Um, so you’re willingly walking around naked?”

‘Willingly’ was a little strong, but closer to true than not.

“Yes, ma’am.”

She looked somewhat shocked, which I still considered normal, all things considered.

“Is this like a dare or something? A girl your age shouldn’t be putting herself at risk like this.”

I’ve talked to four people about this so far and they all have brought up the potential dangers of living in the nude. I took a calming breath and tried to just focus on the here and now.

“Thank you for looking out for me, ma’am. Do you live on this street?”

She nodded looking like I must have had three heads.

I figured honesty about her neighbor wouldn’t hurt. If Mrs. Norman was so concerned about her reputation being effected by Lydia’s sexual exploits, imagine how it would be effected by forcing her daughter to attend school sans clothing.

“My best friend’s mom, your neighbor Mrs. Norman, is forcing my best friend to go to school naked. I decided that I wanted to support her by also attending naked voluntarily.”

Her eye twitched for a moment as she tried to process what I just said. I couldn’t tell where her eyes were looking from this angle, it could be my face, I hoped it was, but it could’ve been my tits or slit. Even if she was looking there, I knew it wasn’t unreasonable for her to look, it’s not everyday you see a naked girl walking down the street.

“I don’t know if that’s the best move, but I gotta say that’s really brave and probably the biggest show of friendship I’ve ever seen or heard of.”

Now that is something I actually wanted to hear. Thank you, random lady.

“Thank you, ma’am.”

She stayed stopped and I didn’t know if it would be rude to walk away. Eventually more cars were passing by and even dog walkers were heading our way and I felt very exposed, despite trying to stay calm. Before any of them got close enough the woman spoke.

“Honestly I always tell my daughter not to take rides with stranger, and to the best of my knowledge she spends all her time outside dressed, but do you want a ride home? I understand if you wouldn’t feel safe.”

With other people approaching I knew I would be **** to have more interactions, and I also knew that’s something I had to get used to. She also had a good point about how I shouldn’t get in a car with a stranger. Still walking three blocks nude when I hadn’t planned it would also present hazards. I wasn’t sure what to do.