Laurie's

There I was, in the middle of a crowded Walmart parking lot at 11am on a Saturday...

Naked from head to toe.

Still gasping for air after running almost a mile from home.

Again, completely naked.

At this point, I'm doing my best to remain calm. I'm drawing a huge crowd already. Catcalls, perverted comments, angry remarks...

The whole nine yards. I actually got a small round of applause from one section.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and began walking toward the store, but then I heard a voice among the crowd nearby say, "Hey! Laurie! You're here! And you're still naked!"

I stopped and turned to the source. Jake Harris, the arrogant quarterback from school, walking out of the store.

"Still?" I said, a bit perplexed.

"So you know? Word sure travels fast around here."

"Word?" He said.

"Ha! Not just word, miss anal aroma! Look!"

He held his phone up for me to see.

"Creepy Ernest just sent this to the entire school in a group chat!"

I looked at his phone and was overcome with horror. Ernest had been filming me longer than I'd realized. The video started with me, just after discovering we were locked out. I might have omitted this detail before, but I was about to burst. Before trying to get in the doggie door, I went next to the bush in front of our house and, facing toward the road to watch for cars, I had to pee.

Ernest was behind me with the camera. Ugh.

Then the video cuts to me, stuck in the doggie door, my wide open holes in the air. My intuitition was confirmed. Right on camera, Ernest knelt down and sniffed my asshole, licking me from clit to asshole along the way.

He then grabbed my shirt while I squirmed free. The doggie door didn't take my shirt, Ernest did!

It was followed by various clips of me totally naked from various angles and positions throughout the last hour or so.

I was fuming. I needed no more motivation now.

"Move!"

I shoved Jake aside and began walking back toward my house. My timid ashamed attempt at forcing a strut had become an angry march. Whispers, murmers and catcalls still coming my way. I didn't care.

When I finally got home, my mother greeted me in the yard, "Thank God, honey. I..."

"Not now, mom!"

The crowd was still gathered, plus a few more I'd drawn in along the way. I guess dudes will happily follow a naked girl for a mile.

I saw Lisa and her friends giggling and watching their phones. Lisa was about to speak when I shoved her aside, toppling her to her very clothed ass.

Then I saw HIM. Creepy Ernest. That little bastard. He was standing with some other guys who would never talk to him in any other situation.

"She hadn't showered, so it had a little stink and the taste was delicious!"

Ugh. He was describing the way I smell and taste.

"Ernest!" I shouted. He turned around, smirking. I drew my right bare foot back and with all the **** I could muster, threw it forward and kicked him as hard as I could right in the balls.

His feet left the ground, his face turned blue and he fell flat on his face, curling up in the fetal position.

A smattering of applause began. My second standing ovation this morning.

Then I saw Franklin.

Omg, Franklin.

I suddenly became more and aware of my nudity as he slowly began to approach.

My heart sank. My stomache twisted and turned inside me. I slowly pulled my arms up to cover myself.

That's when he spoke.

"H... hey, Laurie. You look... umm... I mean, well... you look... amazing!"

A sigh of relief automatically left my lungs. I dropped my arms to my sides again, allowing him to see me.

"Thank you!" I said, the blood rushing to my face.

"You uh... maybe wanna go for a walk? It's a really nice morning and I... well I kinda enjoy looking at you naked to be honest."

Then I hear my mother's voice.

"Great news! Susan came home and called the locksmith for us! He's on his way!"

Should I stay naked and go take a walk with my crush, or should I take this opportunity to get in my house and get dressed?