The town

Just a short walk from the street from the beach you find the main square of the quaint little town. A small park sits in the heart of the community, the bronze statue of the founder pointing high and proud among the overgrown vegetation.

Surrounding the plaza is a variety of stores where you might find something useful. An electronics store, a mini-market, a coffee-shop and this weird little stall in an alleyway run by a hippie with a whole variety of things on sale. No clothing stores, somehow.

To your relief, everything´s open. The townspeople that are not relaxing on the beach are currently browsing around or chatting by the park. You don´t know how strick the settlement´s public decency laws are, so you best try to keep a low profile. Don´t want to cause a racket and get in trouble with the authorities.

{if Ropa < 1} You rub your feet and twiddle your thumb. Standing in the open with absolutely nothing on is as embarrassing as you feared. Kids point and laugh, mothers scorn at you, and the occasional jogger gives you a holler.

Your cheeks are bright red, and you can feel your spirit trying to leave your body the longer you are standing there. Let´s not waste any more time.{endif}

{if Ropa = 3} With your arms folded across your chest, you look around nervously. Nope, you aren´t as inconspicuous as you naively hoped. Everyone is looking at you like you lost a couple of marbles, going out in the open like that. Who knew this town could be so judgmental? Better hurry up and finish your business.{endif}

{if Ropa = 2} Standing on the street with your hands pressed over your exposed crotch, your knees can´t help but bend a bit. A car passes rushes past you from down the street and honks. You yelp. Your ass is not covered!

Moving your hands to your bottom, a jogger runs in front of you, stares at your naked crotch, and gives you thumbs up. You hurry one hand to cover your vagina again. It doesn´t feel enough. Why did you think this was a good idea? {endif}

{if Cop = 1} “Did you hear? There is a troublemaker running around town.” You overhear a group of women discussing.

“Yeah, they say she is harassing every store out there. Stealing clothes, breaking merchandise, scamming people.”

“How horrible.”

“What´s worse, they say she is naked. She gets off flashing her goods to her victims.”

“How scandalous!”{endif}

{if Cop = 2}

“Is that the miscreant?” an elderly woman points at you from down the street.

“Kind of looks like her, but I can´t tell without my glasses.”

“Certainly fits the description.”

“Maybe we should call the sheriff.”

You cover your face and keep walking. Seems like you have acquired a bit of a reputation. {endif}

The streets stretch beyond, but you really have no reason to explore further-in, especially considering your unique getup. What do you do?