Rejoin the party, pretend nothing happened

A few hurried minutes later, Lauren headed downstairs. She hadn't been able to get her hair and makeup perfect, but she looked good enough the average observer would notice nothing had changed.

Meanwhile, Vanessa and Michelle had been eagerly awaiting Lauren's exposure. They'd positioned themselves near the study, and had barely been able to contain their excitement when the two men entered, and they heard they uproarious laughter.

"They found Lauren naked!" Vanessa laughed. "This is amazing!" Her mother just grinned with satisfaction. They were surprised though, when the men closed the door behind them.

"Is Lauren still in there?" Michelle asked, confused.

"Ah, she probably dove out the window or something." Vanessa shrugged, sipping her champagne.

A few minutes later, the men emerged with quite a tale.

"We just saw a streaker!" One of them loudly announced to the party. The party was rather dull, and everyone gathered around, eager for this strange news.

"Where?"

"In the lounge!" The man laughed, loving the attention he was getting.

"Who was it?" Asked another shocked guest.

"I don't know! Some chick with a fat ass was all I saw!" He elbowed his friend, and they both laughed. Michelle and Vanessa shot each other a glare.

"They didn't see her face!" Vanessa whispered. Michelle just glowered.

About five minutes later, Lauren came downstairs. She was nervous to say the least. Would everyone be talking about her humiliating exposure? Still she tried to hold it in.

"I tell you, some naked girl is running around here!" She heard as she came down. She grimaced. They were talking about her!

"No idea who it was." Someone else said, over the hum of the crowd. Lauren breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't know it was her!

She arrived downstairs, picking up a glass of champagne and trying to slip into the crowd. Because all attention was on the two men, Lauren was able to go unnoticed. Except Vanessa and Michelle, they saw her.

"How did she get dressed?" Vanessa asked, utterly shocked.

"I don't know." Michelle shook her head, slugging her whole glass of champagne.

Talk went on about this mysterious streaker. At one point, two men near Michelle and Vanessa were talking.

"You know, I didn't see Lauren when all this was going down..." One said thoughtfully. Both Michelle and Vanessa sat up excitedly. Where these idiots going to put two and two together?

"No, the guys said it was a chick with a fat ass," The other man shook his head. "Does Lauren look like a fatass?"

"No, she does not." The other laughed, studying Lauren's slim figure.

Michelle and Vanessa sunk into their seats angrily. Lauren was going to go unnoticed!