Loose the jeans and run

Jenny lay there for a moment or two, unsure if the physical fall hurt more or less than her suddenly bruised ego. Should anyone walk past they'd see her practically naked.

The thought was enough to spur her back into action. Rolling onto her back, and giving you a great view of her tits through the tight wet T-shirt, Jenny kicked at the remnants of her jeans still tying her to the fountain, before finally able to climb back up to her feet.

She silently took stock of her situation. Socks, shorts and a see-thru shirt was all that was keeping her from total exposure to anyone who happened by. As if on cue the sound of footsteps echoed around the still quite mall, sounding as if they were drawing closer and Jenny was **** to run.

The store her mother worked at wasn't far. If she was fast, and quick, there was a chance that she just might make it without making an even greater fool of herself.