Grace soon had the best orgasms she ever had in her life, cumming twice in a row as she let out a primal scream and collapsed, slumping on the toilet.
After a minutes-long refractory period, Grace's situation started to dawn on her. She was completely butt naked, the only clothes she owned (well, had owned a half hour ago) was in that strange boy's trunk, and whatever Alice and Dave had wouldn't be nearly enough. So, she would have to buy clothes at the Wal-Mart across the parking lot. She quickly cleaned herself and the toilet off, and streaked back to her desk to see out of the corner of her eye that not even her lingerie was there anymore.
With a smooth motion as she refused to stop, Grace simply picked her purse from the desk and ducked to speed-crawl out of the bank and into the bushes. Knowing that security cameras were going to make any efforts at privacy futile, she simply draped her purse over her shoulder and made a mad dash through the parking lot, the asphalt digging at her bare feet as she stayed close to the cars to keep herself hidden.
Eventually, after a streak that felt forever, Grace was through the sliding doors at Wal-Mart, her nipples puckering at the air conditioning as she ignored the elderly greeter's shocked face and made a beeline for the women's clothing section.
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