She couldn't help but think of what everyone else would be thinking if they were to see her. All the people of this town and in the subdivision, anyone of them could see her completely naked. Her bare breast, her cute butt, or even between her legs. It was too much for her to think of. She eventually contemplated the perfect way to get by. 'Morning Rush hour is coming up in about an hour for this section of town...maybe I can get to a subdivision if I really push..."
Becky made her way back through the trees and bushes. Soon she found herself in town where she left off. I just have to make a short walk northward bound of West Town Street, and then take a right. Then she'd be on a side road. A few shops and other buildings would be on it. Then she'd be crossing Main St. Finally, after more
straight-walking through a construction zone, the subdivision would be reached. Sadly it would be only one main half of the subdivision. She'd still be plenty far from that point. Something about being naked in town though was more frightening than a subdivision. To her, she assumed it felt more 'public', and when naked, that was worse.
Walking along the side of buildings, the road to her right, she was left pretty much in the open. To her right, the street lay, cars would be able to see her from there, and the parking lots were not too large, so she wasn't far from the street. Before, the buildings and businesses were closed and empty. Now, though, a few cars were scattered in the lots. Surely a few shops had people in them. Becky's walk became a type of dash and duck. She'd move fast when in fear, but slow down when hesitant to move on.
'This is crazy. I can't believe I'm actually doing this.' She thought to herself. Her feet continuously made contact with the concrete, only reminding her of her naked form. Her breast were cradled in one arm, not just to cover up, but also to support for her quick sprints. Without a bra, quick movements would be a pain.
Looking to her left she would occasionally see her reflection in store windows. The site astounded her. She admitted to herself that she would be shocked to see someone like this. 'I would think whoever was doing this was crazy!' she told herself. 'Then again I don't have a choice, really...' She thought to herself.
Becky's rash move out into town was probably a good idea. A moment more of hesitation and she probably wouldn't have chosen the option to go through town. The idea was crazy, but Becky wasn't used to being on her own. Decisions weren't something she had to make too often. She normally just went with how things were going. Becky though had no one's help, and was naked and scared. Her want to get home obviously overlooked common sense.
Her turn was coming up, the side road she had to reach was approaching. She would first have to dash through a parking and then across the street at the corner. It looked clear, she could only see a few cars in the lot and the building appeared closed, for the most part, anyways. The street to cross was also seemingly clear.
"OK, here goes..." She mumbled as she ran through the extremely spacious parking lot as fast as she could in bare feet. As she neared the opposite corner of the lot, she got a honk and a whistle from a car she just passed. There was a man inside the car changing his shirt for work. "Oh my GOD how did I not see that???" she said, yelling at herself.
She started to run faster to the corner. Her arms now clamped over her bare breasts, butt sticking out due to her crouched position, her eyes shut out of shame. She had to get out of there. She soon approached and stopped at the corner to cross. She couldn't just keep herself standing there out in the open. She was just about to run as she saw the few cars coming down the road.
Her nerve got to her as she panicked. She turned around away from the corner and headed back towards the shop. The building she was running to had a nice display of bushes along the side. She took immediate cover behind one. Cars weren't coming in large number, but they were frequent enough to keep Becky in hiding. She couldn't move without being seen, but if she waited too long she'd be stuck in the morning jam...
Becky was crouching on her tip-toes, holding her bare breast in hands. She tried to look around the bush to watch for a slow in traffic. As she tried to stay balanced on her toes, she leaned back too much and suddenly squealed and stood. Her misbalance had caused a branch to poke her right between her legs, grazing her moist lips. The whole thing really surprised. "I feel so exposed and vulnerable out here like this." She mumbled to herself.
Her wait didn't last much longer as a break in traffic had come. She stayed on her feet as she started to think about how to time her dash across the street. The adrenaline started to rush through her. Again she made a rash decision and decided to make a run for the street.
When she approached the street, the supposedly last car was crossing. She ran behind a white sedan with only a driver inside, but she saw his eyes catch her body through his rear-view mirror; he had sped up much slower than she though. As she turned her head to the right, she discovered a whole other car approaching. A whole family caught eyes with her. In all this running, everything seemed to be in slow motion. What they saw was truly probably an odd site. A young woman, hands clad over her bare chest running naked across the street in front of them, early morning. Shock would be the best description.
She got to the other end of the road and kept going straight. She left the family have a view of her round butt as it bounced and wobbled away. Becky no longer had parking lots around her. The buildings were right up next to the sidewalk. Up ahead, Becky could see someone parking on the side of the road, about to get out. Becky quickly made her way into an alley to her right out of view, hopefully in time.
An alley wasn't the cleanest place for a naked girl. She felt VERY exposed even though she was completely out of public eye...even if only for a moment. She gave herself a moment to rest. Her heart was beating. More strangers had now seen her so exposed.
