Make her way back home

It took her a few more minutes to gather her courage and regain her strength, but Krystal decided that she needed to head home. The village was quiet enough that nobody would see her anyway (she hoped), but if she stayed on the beach on such a lovely day then somebody was bound to come and visit. And, as she looked up at the cliff-top, she realised there were a lot of gardens with a clear view of her. She picked up her board and, on shaky legs, began the trek up the beach path.

After the first turn, she was fairly sure that she was hidden from view so she stopped to experiment with her board. She tried clinging to it vertically so that it covered her front, but it was too top-heavy and her arms felt too weak to hold it like that. Not to mention she couldn't see where she was going. She tried holding it horizontally, flat against her chest, which felt comfortable but the minute she tried to move up the path she found herself striking the cliff wall and dropping it. With a deep sigh, she decided to carry it under one arm like she normally would. It was wide enough that it might hide her nudity from one side... and that was really all she could hope for. Anyone seeing her from the front, back or the other side would be in no doubt as to her state of undress.

She looked down at herself and whispered "Fuuuuck." before making her way towards the top of the path, and back onto the village centre. It was thankfully deserted, but for how long? She turned towards the street containing Dave's house and began to walk. Oddly enough, she felt more anxious about somebody seeing her from behind than from the front. At least from the front she could see if somebody was watching. Without the cliffs to protect her she felt the wind creep along her bare, and still wet, skin which made her feel more exposed.