"Nah, keep stripping!"

"I don't have time for 'anything!" The old man growled, brandishing the knife. "Now strip!"

Lauren hung her head. She'd just begged to not have to do this, but the man was obviously not going to be deterred. He either wanted her naked or wanted her clothes. Her clothes were worth a lot, even resold. Lauren guessed from the way the old man hungrily eyed her legs that he might just want her naked.

Lauren was helpless. She moaned, biting her lip. She put her hands, which were shaking wildly onto her panties. She hooked a thumb into each side of the waistband. Then, growing bright red, she slowly inched them down, painfully revealing her lower half!

Her padded panties fell in a pile around her feet. Lauren quickly covered her clean shaven crotch. She was bottomless in a public park! Her bare tush exposed to the air. She flushed even more at the thought.

"Your top too!" He commanded.

"Mister, please..." Lauren whined. He just waved the knife.

With a pained sigh. Lauren grasped her bra. Reluctantly she pulled it over her head. She looked down. Her nearly flat chest popped into view. Instantly her nipples jumped up, two pink pointers growing off her chest. God, she hated how excitable they were! She liked them concealed, hidden away. Exposed, her nipples jumped up at the slightest breeze!

Lauren picked up her panties. Clutching both in one hand, the other crossed over her chest she passed them to the man. Lauren wondered what was next, terrified...