The brass is left high and dry

As the sun went down and an orange light enveloped the park, the three nude women standing by the fountain could only come to one conclusion: they'd been duped.

"She's not coming! I knew letting her leave with our clothes was a bad idea!" Angela whined, cradling herself in the fetal position on the ground.

"Oh, come on, Angie, don't overreact," Stella replied, hands on her bare hips.

"Overreact?!" Angela screamed, her frustrations of the day finally boiling over. "We're in the middle of a public park, our car is gone, we're miles from home, and, oh yeah, we're all buckass naked! How exactly do you think I should be acting?"

"She does have a point," Deirdre said sheepishly, rubbing her shoulders as goosebumps started to appear on her arms, a swift reminder that night would soon be upon them. "No offense, Stella, but I'm not having fun. I just wanna go home."

"We can't go home! How are we gonna make it through town without any clothes on?!" Angel wailed, rolling over onto her side. "I told you this would happen, but you never listen to me."

Stella thought for a moment. As much as she hated to admit it, this hadn't been her best calculation. She had just wanted to have a little fun with her friends, something she didn't get to do often, but now they'd be lucky if they weren't on the 5 o'clock news, or worse.

Then, despite herself, Stella started to laugh. Her slight chuckle grew into a boisterous guffaw in seconds, as her voluptuous curves jiggled and shook with the weight of her mirth. Her naked companions looked on their equally-naked friend with concern and confusion. "Um, Stella, are you okay?" Deirdre said carefully..

"Oh, this is perfect, guys! This is better than I could have hoped for!"

The confusion was only increased. "I don't follow. Are you saying that being stranded miles from home with no car, money, or clothes is... a good thing?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, great, she's lost it." Angela derided. "We're doomed."

Stella picked her nude friend off the ground, Angela frantically covering herself and yelling to be put down. "Guys, think about it, we wanted to streak the park, but now we have the opportunity to streak the whole city! It'll be the adventure we've been waiting our whole lives for."

"No, YOU wanted to streak the park. I didn't have a choice in the matter. And I am NOT interested in this so-called 'adventure' that you want. I want to go home, put on my pajamas, and forget this ever happened."

"Oh, really?" Stella let loose a devilish smile. "Well, the way I see it, we can't exactly have one without the other. If you're gonna get home, there's only one way to do it: you gotta strut that ass, sister."

Angela cradled her boobs and turned her back to Stella. "I... I don't think I can. What if someone sees me? They could take pictures, they could get me fired. I could become the laughing stock of my field."

"I know, isn't it exciting?"

Deirdre rolled her eyes. "Stella, you're not helping." Stella turned and pouted. "But, you do have a point. Standing around here shivering isn't going to get us dressed any faster. We need to actually do something."

"Yes." Stella pumped her fist. "Well, what are we waiting for, ladies. Let's go!" Stella started marching away but was stopped by a sharp pain in her left butt cheek. She turned around to see Deirdre pinching her butt and holding her in place. "Hey," she reached behind and grabbed her ass, rubbing the pain away, "what's that for?"

"I don't think we should go home."

Stella smiled. "Oh, I get it, you want to have a night on the town first. I like your style DeeDee."

"No, I want to get my clothes back on as soon as possible. So I think we should go back to the office."

Now it was Stella's turn to be confused. "Wait, your plan to avoid being seen naked is to go back to the place where we and all of our employees work?"

"I happen to know there are clothes at the office we can wear."

"Why do you know that?" Angela asked.

"Umm... that's not important. The point is it's closer to the park than our houses are and there likely won't be anyone there by the time we get there, so I think it's worth a shot."

"Well, I'd rather take the long way to get back home. I may be a risk-taker, but I don't want any of my employees seeing me like this. Besides, it'll be more fun this way."

Deidre looked to Angela, who was currently pulling leaves off one of the bushes to hold in front of her privates. "Looks like you're the deciding vote, Angie. Do we try to get home, or go back to work?"