No

No, Naomi thought to herself. After so much pleading with her parents to stop and let her get dressed, she'd never hear the end of it if she took the shirt off now. Besides, once she was seated on the plane, she'd be glad to at least have a shirt.

Naomi turned the corner, and saw her parents in line waiting to go through security. There were still five people ahead of them in the queue.

Great, I have time for a quick drink, Naomi thought to herself. She was thirsty from her mad dash through the airport, and her face was red from the exertion as well as from embarrassment. Walking over to the nearby water fountain, Naomi pressed the button and bent forward to drink the cold, refreshing water.

Suddenly, the water pressure spiked, and water began to gush out like a geyser. Naomi gasped as the cold water drenched her face, hair, and whole front of her shirt.

"Ahhh!" Naomi stepped back, slipping in the small puddle that had formed beneath her, and falling painfully on her bare bottom. People stood around staring, but no one seemed to come around to help her.

What are you all staring at? Naomi thought angrily. Haven't you ever seen anyone fall before? Then, Naomi looked down at herself and noticed how her breasts were clearly visible beneath the wet, nearly transparent shirt clinging tightly to her body. Her nipples were hard against the cold fabric, and visible to some of the onlookers at the right angle.

The anger and adrenaline seeped out of her, and Naomi shivered from the cold, her breasts shaking slightly. Part of her wanted to just curl up and cry, but another part of her began to almost enjoy the intense stares she was getting. It made her feel like a piece of abstract art. People walked around her trying to get at the right angle and lighting to make out the secret treasures. Of course, those treasures just happened to be her most private parts - her pussy behind her crossed legs, her nipples beneath the folds of her shirt.

Still, Naomi knew she had a plane to catch, and precious seconds were ticking by. She was a shivering mess, sitting with her bare butt in a cold puddle, and didn't even know if she had the energy to get up without slipping again and making an even bigger fool of herself. She tried to telepathically call out to her dad or anyone else to come and help her.