Packing light

Krystal paced around thinking of ideas, she was nude, attactive, nervous, loving it, a little scared...

She had a lot going through her head at the moment.

"Okay, okay...so...surf board..." The brunette pointed outside vaguely, she just leaned the board up near the front door, she trusted her neighbours not to steal it, besides they were very friendly "...check. All my important documents and IDs..." Krystal picked up her rather small purse, it was enough to carry everything to say that she existed and lives in California, as well as money to pay for things like food "...check. Uh, anything else? Minus the clothes that are...trapped in a huge box..." Looking around she realised that no, in fact she didn't really need anything else, she could manage for sure...it might be embarrassing but well, what options did she have? None that immediately came to mind and she was on the clock here.

Krystal scrambled to the car, fixing the board onto her roof rack and, well that was surprisingly fast. Shrugging she just left a note on the counter, explaining her situation as well as giving an address to send the clothes to, then left the house, locking the door behind her and posting it through the front door.

Now she was really living the nudist life, whether or not that was a good thing currently. Currently her focus was on catching her plane, not the odd sensation of her bare rear on leather seating. Starting the engine she gunned it, at a reasonable speed of course, she was in a rush but not in the mood to kill anyone.

And so, as dramatically as she entered, so left the nudist of Godiva, on to her next adventure.

But first she'd realise too late as she was a good few miles down hard to navigate country roads, that she could've simply gone to her hiker friends for a spare set of clothes, Rebecca was certainly her size...but that's just how it goes sometimes, when you're too caught up in the moment you can forget a little thing, leaving you completely nude for at least another day.