Back on track, back to the bike...

Krystal just finished getting herself cleaned up again, her blush still there as the whole experience sat there, firmly in her mind. Biting her lip she rubbed her breast, allowing herself to have a bit of fun with the memory as she stood in this very public bathroom, before straightening herself up again "C'mon girl...you've got a job to do...sticking around to have fun is just gonna make you late..." She said to herself as she headed for the door.

One foot at a time, casual as can be, that was the only way Krystal could act. It was so much harder in the state she was in though, with everything that's happened today swimming around in her head...and being barefoot? She was getting used to it, but feeling her bare toes touching the floor was still so alien, amplifying her nudity as she walked through that main lobby, headed for maintenance areas. All the looks didn't help either...

Slipping through the next door, her whole body shivered, Krystal had forgotten how this area felt, clearly meant to be navigated wearing clothes. She kept walking though, feeling goosebumps along her skin, her nipples hardening in the cold...the rough ground. She really was naked, it wasn't a sudden realisation of fact, more her realising how naked being naked felt, truly naked instead of being given a safety blanket like footwear...it was at this stage she was realising she hadn't brought spare clothing...

Krystal cursed herself internally, grumbling to herself as that realisation came to her. She could've had an out if things got too bad, but now she was in public with no backup. Texting someone to ask for help would be out of the question to because Mary would probably just tease her, especially since she'd mentioned she liked this sort of thing, which wasn't entirely wrong. Her new friend Allison...wasn't the right kind of help, that is unless Krystal decided that getting teased sexually would help, it probably wouldn't given the situation. Jaime was, well, no. And Jorge? Oh Jorge...she could not let him know how far she'd slipped under any circumstances, he'd think she was a freak and then she'd lose any chance she had of being swept away in his big manly arms...

No, no she didn't need help, Krystal thought to herself. Her resolve steeled, she carried on, even if it was mildly humiliating, even if her being constantly at the risk of arousal threatened attracting the law. Krystal was going to do this and she was going to do this with her head held high.

Making her way back into the delivery area, a confident smile on her face and a very slight jump in her step, Krystal looked around, catching workers staring in disbelief at her...the usual reaction so far, the hardest to read one, most of the time they were either impressed or disgusted but most of the time could only muster up a sort of stunned look at seeing a fully nude woman. That's when she was coming up to her bike...and her 'friend' from earlier...

"So, you done prancing around?" He asked harshly, looking Krystal over with those harsh eyes "Because you should get your naked ass out of here, and stop distracting my coworkers"

Krystal's confidence was dented by that, his tone, his look, they made her feel so small in her naked state "I uh...yeah um, sorry about that, I'm just trying to do a job so..." She smiled awkwardly, trying to slip past the larger man.

He just grumbled in reply, turning to look at her as she made for her bike "You should quit delivering packages, you'd make more money on your back. It'd keep you from messing with our operations here" He snickered meanly.

The nude delivery girl simply mounted her bike, blushing at her bare feet touching the vehicle...and maybe a little at the blatantly sexist comment, before firing Lucy up and heading out. She waited till she was out of earshot to stop to slip her helmet on, she just wanted out quickly...the moment of clarity outside gave her a chance to think.

Krystal had an idea...a potentially bad idea, but it might solve the issue of her being eternally horny while she was on her bike. Either way she was going to pick up a pack of wet wipes to make cleaning up a little easier...but could she slip in another stop?

She'd have to think about that for a bit, first heading over to the closest store. It wasn't a massive place, certainly not a mall or anything, a convenience store at most. Pulling up outside, Krystal slipped her helmet off, leaving her hat on the bike to give her head some freedom, before heading inside.

The automatic door slid open, Krystal stepping inside and gasping in surprise at the cold temperature. The gasp caught the attention of the, at current, only other person in the store the cashier, a 19-something looking college kid, a little nerdy looking maybe but hey, everyone has to make money. His reaction was that of shock and uncertainty at first...because it was probably kind of rare for fully nude women to come to this store.

Krystal matched his reaction, almost like a deer in the headlights. He'd reacted to her like she'd been caught trying to break in or something, so nerves got the better of her and she just froze in place for a moment, before taking a couple of unsure steps.

"I-I uh...hello?" He asked, adjusting his shirt and looking, more like staring over "Can I um, can I help you?" The kid was pretty clearly trying to treat this seriously, even though his nerves were probably acting up just as much as Krystal's.

She just blinked back, not quite understanding him for a moment before shaking her head and slowly approaching "Yeah uh, I just need a pack of..." Shit what did she come here for again? Shifting her weight from foot to foot she wracked her brain for what she- "Wet wipes! That was it, y'know for...cleaning and, yeah..."

Krystal struggled to not bite her lip as he tried to maintain his composure, simply pointing at a shelf behind her. Turning to look there were dry wipes, some brands of hand sanitizer and, ah, wet wipes.

"M-ma'am?" She heard his voice from behind her, then she realised...she'd bent down to pick them up, exposing quite a bit to the poor guy. Krystal quickly picked up the pack and turned around, awkwardly chuckling.

"Thank you! I mean, thank you sorry for, I didn't mean to...I wasn't...you know it's just a..." Krystal took a deep breath, simply setting the pack down on the counter, screaming internally at flashing the poor cashier, her nudity was plenty but she didn't need to go around flaunting herself, even if unintentional.

Thankfully he seemed just as awkward, scanning the wet wipes before printing out her receipt "I uh, th-that'll be $3...please..." That was no problem, it was only $3. Krystal fumbled around her belt's pockets, taking much longer than expected before pulling out her wallet and fishing out the cash.

Money and products were then traded and the awkward pair split up, Krystal heading for the exit as quickly as she could walk. "Hey Lucy..." Krystal said outloud, letting out a sigh at being back outside in a pleasent temperature "I got you something to help clean up" She held out the pack of wet wipes, pulling one out and getting to work, cleaning the seat of her moped up...