As she lay in the water, lying back, held up by her hands, she was watched by everyone around. Her legs were spread, eyes shut to keep the water out and to recover from the shock, and her dress was drenched. It clung tightly to her body like a second skin. Her breasts were clearly seen through it, and the drop and cling kept the hem up around her waist like a belt. The whole crowd around got to see her as if she were naked.
As if the daze she was in wasn't giving the crowd ample time to peek, her sudden shock sealed the deal. She saw all the many eyes, looked at her body and she couldn't help but stare too without doing anything. She couldn't believe just how exposed she was, and to how many people. The fact that it was all turning her on was baffling enough to leave her speechless.
The first sound from the crowd though allowed Amy to think straight finally. She stood and tried to cover up her shame. Her skirt required two pulls to cover herself, one in the front and one in the back. Her hands cupped over her chest to cover her pointy nipples. She hoped to god that people would think that was because of the water. She then began to make her run to bathrooms.
"Lying out for everyone Jappio says," she thinks as she pushes past the initial crowd. "Dress like a second skin Jappio says," she thinks as hears the water drip from her body to the floor. "Legs wide for all to see!" she thinks even more angrily now as she almost slips and bumps into a very surprised woman. "Too dazed to move or get out of the way of site!" the hem of her dress not resting low enough to cover anymore, again bunched around her waist as she walked. "EVEN TURNED ON AT EVERY MOMENT OF IT!" By now she was tugging the skirt down in front, breast pressed tightly into the material and showing, bottom sticking out in back.
She arrived in the bathroom. Still huffing and puffing over something insignificant. "I can't believe you call that nothing. I don't know if I could imagine a more regular and uninspired set of paragraphs."
"Look, just deal with it, ok? I mean you're out of there now. Relax a bit." I try to coax her into being a bit more mellow.
"I feel a little better now that the line of clichés is all behind us for a moment." Her moment of piece was interrupted by Katie though showing herself.
"That was fantastic!" Katie said as giddy as she could be
"How could you do that? Look at me!" Amy said in a fluster. Even now she didn't look all that presentable. Still wet and showing practically everything.
"Those nipples are far too pointy for you to tell me you didn't love that. I'll bet your pussy is also two kinds of wet right now too." Katie said. Amy had nothing to rebut that point. "I have one last thing for you to do today. I want you to come meet me at the car. I will be waiting. One last run then we can go somewhere else."
Katie was soon gone, leaving Amy to a short time alone. Before Amy could prepare herself, some girls came walking in, gasping at Amy's appearance. Not feeling able to stand there any long, Amy ran out without thought.
"How much of this stuff do you have left? I mean another run through the mall? You're now just copying what you just did!" Amy wondered to herself as she again was pushing through crowds, trying so hard but failing to cover herself properly. She was scared at the fact that a bunch of these people now wouldn't have been people to see her get pushed in the fountain. They could think so many different things.
The crowds weren't nice either. She could see faces of shock and amusement. The guys all looked on in lust. Some of the girls looked on in disgust, but others also seemed amused. "Look at this story. Like those lines you've seen in every other story? If so, then you'll love this remix of those assorted ideas thrown together here!" Amy mocked in a fake infomercial-esque tone.
As she was pushing through she could also not help but notice the caress of strangers. One might pass it off as an accident, yet the occasions slap or pinch of her bottom or breasts made her know that some were quite on purpose. "It just never ends with you, does it? I mean do you really think just random strangers would risk this. I mean even if I'm naked, that's still molestation! There is after all a crowd of people too! I mean the only person stupider would be the type to write it as if it were possibility!"
As Amy was thinking more mean thoughts, the edge of her garment caught the edge of a standee. The garment pulled, but Amy was moving too fast to stop. The garment instantly tore at its seams. The fabric suddenly catapulted in the other direction, managing to snag on a sign up above a shops doorway, out of reach. "The chances of that are so incredibly impossible! I mean it's such a cop out. I mean a girl getting stripped like that is so cartoony and unlikely!"
Amy was faced to see her bad luck though. Almost as if a powerful, intelligent, and good looking karmic force had made it happen, the girl was left naked in the crowded mall now. She screeched as she was now seen fully naked except her shoes and socks in front of so many people.
She made sure at this point to run with a purpose. She didn't bother with covering, she wanted to get out. She tried to block out the situation in her mind, just reminded herself to get away. She was luckily able to make it to the doors of the mall and outside without any trouble from anyone.
Scurrying naked past the parked cars, Amy had to try and get back to her friend's. Her heart was racing, and she was even aroused. She had just suffered so much embarrassment, but at the same time was experiencing one of the biggest thrills of her life.
"I actually just realized something. I could have used that paragraph I just wrote at the beginning of the story. That way the reader would read that first, then the rest could have been the explanation back up to this point." I thought out loud.
"That kind of trick is used by people who want to give the illusion of clever writing." Amy had no time for more of her rude inner thoughts. She was too busy darting behind cars to avoid being caught. Soon though she arrived at her friend's car. Now all she had to do was wait for her.
Sitting their, "spelling error, it should be 'there'," Amy butted in. Sitting there, Amy had what felt like a moment to herself. Normal cars going by probably wouldn't see her. She replayed the events of the day in her head. "'She replayed the events of the day in her head?' You must have like an encyclopedia of over used lines or something."
Soon her hand nestled on one of her thighs. She found some wetness, and knew what her body had been asking for awhile now. She couldn't help herself at this point. "Here we go now, a general description of me masturbating. You could either begin to go into how the orgasm crashed over me, like a wave or some form of simile. You could also just have me get within a close range of climaxing, and have me interrupted somehow."
