streaking for the students

Lauren's pale body glistened with sweat. Her cheeks were flushed red both from exertion and exhilaration. She dodged through the growing number of honking cars as the drivers and passengers alike stared in shock at her naked form sprinting by. Lauren grinned as she neared the front of the school.

Before the school was a small grassy knoll where dozens of college students hung out between classes, on their phones or talking in small groups. One by one the students noticed Lauren. Heads turned. Jaws dropped. A roar of excited confusion started up. Some amused people started filming with their phones. Normally this would horrify Lauren, teh idea of being filmed naked. Luckily this was a dream! What did it matter? She felt her small breasts shaking and giggled.

"Oh my god!"

"Streaker!"

"What a slut!"

"What's that girl so happy about?"

"Why would a girl with that body streak?"

"TINY TITS!"

Normally these remarks would be crushing to Lauren, her small breasts being her greatest shame. Now though, in what Lauren believed to be a dream, what did she care?

"Oh my... is that Lauren?" She heard someone say. It was Mark, an ex boyfriend of Lauren's. He had never seen under Lauren's clothes and was staring in shock.

"No!"

"It couldn't be!"

"I... I think it is!" Mark went on, recognizing the girl he'd pined over for so long.