Yukari gets caught.

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)

Taking advantage of the momentary stunned shock that had befallen the area, Yukari shakily got to her feet and began to run as hard as she could. The notion of preserving her decency forgotten, Yukari's arms pumped by her sides as her breasts bounced freely and the glistening liquid coating her inner thighs shone in the moonlight. The soft padding of her feet against the concrete almost matched the rhythm of Yukari's beating heart. Doing her best to fight back the welling tears, Yukari berated herself mentally.

What had she been thinking?! Sauntering out into the middle of the strip mall with nothing on, Dark Hour or no, was absolutely irresponsible. Not to mention her lack of attention to the passage of time had just resulted in her putting everything on display to a sizable group of absolute strangers. The only saving grace Yukari could take from this was that everyone had been so surprised that none had thought to pull out a camera. Kaya having **** material on Yukari was bad enough, but people she didn't even know? There's no telling what they'd do with such things.

With her mind so preoccupied with her self-admonishment and her eyes blurring from the welling tears, Yukari's awareness of her surroundings was poor to say the least. Rounding a corner just a bit too fast, Yukari felt herself come to a sudden stop as she plowed straight into something; something too hard to be an inanimate object, Yukari quickly realized that she had plowed into someone, not something. Worse yet, the speed with which she had collided with this person had landed Yukari in such a way that the other person was on top of Yukari, pinning her to the ground with their own body. In fact, Yukari could see (with a sense of dread) that she and the other person had fallen in such a way that the other person's face was mere inches away from Yukari's splayed crotch.

With a great deal of fear, Yukari tried to glimpse the face of whoever she had run into, and she saw-