By my parents, who wonder why I'm running naked

I opened the door and nearly ran headlong into my mother, skidding to a halt just inside the front door.

"Erica, why are you naked again?" she asked. The lack of surprise in her voice was worse for me than her full frontal view of my intimates. I was honestly at a loss for an explanation, and was not in the mood to come up with one at that moment. My plan right then was to just bypass her and run upstairs to grab some clothes. I knew Alicia was probably in my driveway, getting out of her car at this point, meaning time was one thing I didn't have. So neglecting to answer her, and just now having the presence of mind to cover myself, I started past her towards the stairs with both arms on my body, only to have my mother grab one and yank me back.

"Is this like that streaking you did last month in front of the news reporters?" Her voice was angry. "I told you before that I'm not going to come rescue you from jail the next time you get hauled off nude on live television!" I winced a little at the recollection of that fresh memory. The angle that the cameraman got of my pussy as they bent me over into the squad car was not one of my finer moments, and that was saying something considering some of the moments I've had. But more immediately concerning was that along with her iron grip, my mother was getting more indignant now, and she had me at a disadvantage because I wanted to keep at least one hand over my crotch to hide some of my shame. I knew I was in for a lecture when she got like this, and things only turned from bad to worse when Alicia appeared in the doorway brandishing a video camera.

The sight of the camera only made my mother angrier. "So this is something like that, then! You were going to traipse around town naked again while your friend films you, weren't you? Hasn't the whole town gotten enough eyefuls of your nudity at this point?"

"No mom, I swear it's not like that, I didn't even want to leave the house in this... state." Both parties re-examined my body as I finished the sentence, eliciting a blush from me. I briefly switched my cover from my lower half up to my breasts, but Alicia only angled her camera downwards and got a quick shot of my womanhood before I could move my hand down again.

Of course Alicia was the exact opposite of helpful in this situation. "We're sure to be extra careful, ma'am. I know how Erica can get sometimes, which is why I make sure to do my best to limit her, well, exhibitionistic tendencies." She never took the camera off my body, simply speaking as she filmed. "Erica was honestly getting a little too worked up out in the field so, I decided we ought to come back to her house so she could, you know, relieve herself." If looks could kill, Alicia would be dead right now with the stare I was giving her and her camera.

"Is that so?" My mother asked, her eyes full of fire at this point. In all fairness, the sweat I worked up running 2 blocks nude supported Alicia's case.

It still didn't help to soften the blow as my mother...