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Chapter 12 by anonenffan anonenffan

What happens next?

The light shuts off.

Something happened in the corner of Rose's eye. Enough to grab her attention and make her move her hands to her uncovered breasts. Rose hadn't even realized how exposed her top half currently was with the tablecloth lowered. Her chest heaved a bit with her breathing, and her nipples stuck into the night air. Rose could feel them poking against her arms as she moved to cover them.

When there was no sound to alert Rose, she looked towards whatever she thought she saw. The nearly nude girl saw what she was waiting for. The light in the window turned off.

Rose blushed, but looked relieved. She was thinking about her nudity a little too much, and almost forgot why she was even waiting in the tree. After carefully listening for any other cars, Rose began a careful climb down from the tree.

The red head was going for a carefully planned short fall. Once she was down from the tree, she'd be able to continue her journey to the party.

With a careful glance, Rose took a deep breath, put her arms on the tree branch, and pushed herself forward. Everything was going to plan, until the tablecloth showed a short-lived resistance.

The planned balance was immediately thrown off with a sudden ripping noise.

"Gah!" Rose gasped in surprise as she fell from the tree to the soft grass below.

The fall was short, so Rose would walk away from this uninjured. The tablecloth on the other hand, didn't fare so well. Somehow, it had snagged on the branch and tore once again. It was no longer bath towel length, and more like a hand rag.

Rose held it to herself experimentally. It was only going to cover either her breasts, or her pelvic area. Covering both was now impossible.

The remaining scraps were still in the tree, but it was the more tattered half that remained. Rose just couldn't see it being worth trying to recover it.

Still, this left Rose all the more exposed. She held the remaining cloth to her breasts, leaving her hand to shield her lower intimates. And when that hand moved to take on it's job, it detected warmth once again.

Rose shook her head. This wasn't time to think that. She needed to get to the party while she still had some form of cover!

Does anything happen on Rose's way to the next block?

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