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Chapter 3 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

What happens next?

The walk back

Alexandra was more than excited, she was thrilled. She finally had a dare with some teeth, it's all she could think about as she walked through the campus halls. Bare feet on cold wooden floors, the air con blowing on naked skin, they felt like new sensations, but certainly not unwelcome. But the real fun was passing someone, they'd either stammer and scurry away, or compliment and stare. Either way it felt like a confidence boost, nobody had power over her, and it felt wonderfully sexy.

Up next was a door that led outside, Alex's place was still on campus grounds, but like many living spaces it wasn't connected to the main buildings, this made sense for privacy reasons. But this meant that Alex was about to have absolutely no privacy in a second, though walking nude and so exposed sounded like fun. Let them watch, she thought to herself.

Stepping through the door, the cool was suddenly replaced by the heat of the midday sun, it felt like a welcome relief as she was bathed in the sun's rays. A less welcome feeling was that of concrete underfoot, it wasn't sharp, but certainly rough enough to be uncomfortable, a feeling she decided she'd get used to. This was a lifestyle, one she may be unfamiliar with, but the pros were outweighing the cons already.

"Holy shit is she naked?" Came from a ways away, looking over she saw two young men walking the other direction, looking over. To give them a better look Alex swapped which arm she was carrying her clothes with, being sure that the view was not obstructed, while trying not to seem like she was showing off.

"Is that even legal?" The other asked, though he said it quieter, it's not like there was much chatter to disguise what they were saying. "I mean what if someone else sees?" What if someone sees indeed?

Continuing to walk under the gaze of those two men, Alexandra noticed something enticing. There was a clothes donation bin in the building near her audience, she looked down at the clothes she was holding, they'd been worn all of half an hour and before that they were freshly cleaned...she could dump them if she was feeling especially unashamed...

Does she 'donate' her clothes?

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