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Chapter 6 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

Where to next?

The pawn shop

As she finished her coffee Hailey considered the finale to this clothed episode in her life. Her pussy tingled in the open air, her juices feeling cool against her bare flesh. She was horny and she needed to be naked, but rushing would be unwise. Standing up, she recycled her cup and the paper her muffin came in, then headed back to the front counter.

"Hey Gemma" Hailey said, she was flushed, an open book in regards to how she was feeling.

"You know, for someone that eager to show off, I never got your name" Gemma said, her hand on her hip and a dangerous smirk on her lips.

"Hailey, my name's Hailey" She said with a curt nod "So when do you get off again?"

"Right I never mentioned a time. My shift ends in two hours" The blonde leaned forwards on the countertop "Why?"

Hailey reached into her purse and pulled out her thong, handing it over balled up in her fist so others wouldn't see. Gemma simply smiled, took the thong and looked it over in her hand. It was drenched in juices, thick with her scent.

"I'll wait around back then" She chuckled, stuffing the panties into her pocket "You go have fun though, you look like you're going to burst"

With another curt nod, Hailey walked off and left the coffee shop. She scored a date with a hot barista girl, one who also digs the nudity thing. Today was only getting better, now all she needed was that pawn shop. Taking a look around she opted to wander, she'd find it eventually, though she'd only been there a couple of times so her memory was foggy.

Wandering was interesting at least, she'd passed a couple of stores that she wouldn't normally pay attention to. A public laundromat, a tattoo parlour...the latter being interesting given she was now free to put her body on display. Eventually she spotted the pawn shop. Though it was on the lower level, she'd have to use the stairs again...without her panties.

Biting her lip, she headed to the stairs. This was it, this was a real test. If she did this any other day she'd get into big trouble, but now? The law was on her bottomless butt's side. Emboldened, she began to make her way down. This was different than before, when she was heading up she had no idea who was looking. This time though? She could see eyes.

A twenty something year old man, staring right up her shirt, an amazed grin on his face.

A middle aged woman, modest clothes, looking shocked.

Two girls around her age, one looked a little older. The younger one saying "What the fuck she's pussy out" just loud enough for her friend and Hailey to hear.

An elderly man, unsure what he was seeing at first, then a devilish smirk crawled across his lips.

Another middle aged woman "Haven't you go any shame?" she snapped, loud enough to attract attention, but the flow of the crowd meant she was already past.

But more eyes, how many people were seeing her bottomless now? How many people knew what her bare pussy looked like? Could they tell how horny she was? God she was so fucking horny right now.

The bottom of the stairs took her off guard and shook her out of her arousal drunk state. Hailey had gotten to that stage of horny where it was just a little hard to think, at least think rationally. She needed to be naked, but she also desperately needed to cum. Her mind required it, her base needs overwritten.

Biting her lip, she restrained herself, not wanting to just strip, not wanting to just cum. She kept walking, heading into the pawn shop.

Inside it was somewhere between being the tidiest shop she'd seen and a disaster, true organised chaos, given it was a pawn shop there must be a story behind every item in here. Though she was only interested in selling. Heading towards the counter she saw a man running it, each time she'd come in it was someone different, co-workers, family members, who knows. He looked like a mix between a twee history teacher and a rockstar, certainly older than her, certainly very handsome.

He eventually saw her approaching "Oh hey there, what can I do for you ma'am?" He asked in a smooth and articulated voice.

"H-hi" Hailey **** out with a small smile "I want to sell something..."

"Well we do buy all sorts here, usually valuables, things with sentimental value the owner has to part with" He explained "But sometimes we buy more general items. What do you have?"

"My shirt" She said bluntly "I'd like to sell my shirt"

He looked her over and scratched the back of his neck "I uh, I mean we do buy clothes. But are you wearing anything under there?"

Hailey shook her head, her smile growing "Nope. It's why I want to sell it"

"Wh- but that'll leave you naked miss" He blinked "But you...want that? Why?"

"Because, I really want to be naked. It's perfectly legal now. But I don't want to just strip" She stressed, leaning against the countertop "So, how much will you give me for a freshly worn shirt?"

He took a good moment to reply, Hailey could practically hear the gears in his head turning, how an attractive young woman was eagerly wanting to show her nude body off and how he'd be the very first to see it, at least in public "Well uh, I mean. It looks decent quality...doesn't look like there's any obvious wear and tear. It being uh...used means it'll have to be properly washed before resale though"

"The body heat and fresh scent of exhibitionist can't be a selling point?" Hailey teased, though her voice was sounding increasingly ****.

"Sadly not, I've got a business to run and that does mean adhering to some safety standards" He seemed to hone in on the process, taking it reasonably seriously "$20, seeing as it's used but not damaged"

"I can live with $20" She said, letting out a deep breath as she began undoing buttons, one at a time, exposing her chest to the man, then her belly, then her pussy, before slipping that last piece of fabric off. It felt surreal, she was standing in a store nude beside her footwear, selling her last item of cover. Setting it down on the counter she gasped to herself, seeing a $20 note slide across to her side, she felt so dirty. Selling her modesty for $20, was she that cheap?

Fuck yeah she was.

With a grin she took the $20 and put it into her purse.

"Well uh...fuck" Hailey said with a grin.

"Do you uh, I mean, is that okay, do you need anything else?" He asked, leaning down a little to look her in the eye.

Does Hailey need anything else?

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