Stop Covering

Sarah took a shaky breath. Alan was right. Everyone staring because she was the only one desperately trying to hide their body. Her attempts to hide were just drawing more attention. She had to play it cool, and stop covering her shame... but what a thing to ask!

her legs were shaking so much Sarah felt she might fall. She tried to not think words like 'out of shape', 'flat chested' or the many other self esteem eroding phrases running through her mind. Closing her eyes, Sarah **** her hands away from her privates, down to her side. She was walking down a busy city street naked!

Sarah reluctantly opened her eyes. She avoided looking down, not wanting to see her shame. She walked forward, feeling like she was on autopilot. She scanned around. People seemed to be paying less attention to her. The clothed men and naked women were giving her less attention now that she'd stopped cowering and clutching her body. Maybe this wasn't such a big deal. Maybe there was nothing to be embarrassed about?