Discover The Delay

I give both of them a smile, pausing a moment before responding, "Thank you for the offer, but I really should be looking into what is keeping my clothes for so long. You could show me the way through ... that is, if you don't mind" I watch as she nods, smiling my way.

in polite, casual tones she replied, "No, not at all. If you could follow me, please." I nod, following close behind as she leads me out of the Aquatic show area, down some hallways, and eventually into an area of the Zoo marked 'private'. The whole way through, I could feel people watching me closely, quickly reminding me that the Zoo had not closed. Not quite yet. My naked body helped to draw attention our way, but thankfully no one tried to block or progress.

They did notice, though. Every step through the Zoo brought new attention upon me. I only caught bits and pieces of what was being set, as people turned and pointed. The only thing I could make out is not everyone knew why I was naked; Some at seen the shows, while others were simply surprised to see me, naked before them. All stared. It did not take long before the crowd started getting a bit 'handsy'; I felt hands from men and women, young and old alike, rub across my bare skin as I passed by. Sure, it started with my arms and legs alone, but that soon transitioned to sides, back, breasts, and of course, my ass. Even my shaved mound did not seem immune from being touched and grasped, making every step of the way all the more apparent.

It seemed to take us forever to reach an area the guests could not reach out and grasp onto me, but finally, we arrived. It was not far into the private area that I found myself in a laundry area. I found a few people still there, and they all stopped what they were doing to stare up at me. "Ah. I was wondering why personal effects had been sent down our way. You're the woman I've heard so much about. Helping with the aquatic show, and naked the whole time too ... and still naked, I see."

I smiled back, my cheeks heating up as I looked for the source of the voice, and soon see a young woman approach, "Sorry, it has been cleaned but it has been sent up to lost and found." She paused, shooting my companion a look before continuing, "We weren't told why we should be cleaning, drying, and folding what looked like civilian clothing, so we thought it prudent to send it where all lost personal effects go. Had we been told it was yours, we would have held onto it, or even had it sent back."

I paused, my lips thin as I stood before them naked. I've made the effort, but still without my clothes ... shall I try Lost and Found or ...?