Try to cross

Kristen shrugged her shoulders, and reached for the hem of her tank top. She swiftly pulled it over her head, baring her camouflage sports bra and midriff. Kristen laid the shirt on the grass directly next to the ledge. She quickly reached for her shorts, pushing them down her tanned hips. Her legs now were completely exposed, as well as a classic black pair of panties that held snuggly to her rear end.

Kristen looked up, and noticed Alice staring at her. She blushed a little, but continued without saying anything. She reached below her bra, and pulled it over her head. Her now fully exposed chest went uncovered by hands, showing their smaller than average size, and noticeable lighter shade of tan than the rest of her upper half. The bra, like the shorts, joined a growing pile of Kristen’s clothes.

Lastly, Kristen hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She looked up at Alice, who feigned not staring by awkwardly looking up at the sky. Kristen shook her head, and in one swift motion pushed her last article of clothing down her legs. Her clean shaven pussy, and athletic ass were now on uninhibited display, along with the rest of her body. Alice couldn’t help but stare for a few seconds, then worked up the courage to ask a question.

“What are you doing?” She questioned, avoiding eye contact with Kristen.

Kristen continued moving, and jumped in the river before speaking. “Well, we have no other choice. The closest bridge across is in town, so unless you want to find yourself butt naked on Main Street Bridge I suggest you swim.” She said, motioning towards the other side.

Alice tried to come up with a counter argument, but was unable to. “I guess you’re right...” she said sulkily, climbing into the river. Already, the water high enough to reach her stomach. She shivered at the cold feel of the river water on her bare skin.

Kristen scooped her clothes into one hand, and began paddling across the river. The current’s strength increased with every stroke closer to the other side. Kristen seemed to struggle the most, obviously impeded by holding her clothes high above the water with one hand, and swimming with the other.