Fashion Show to use as a basis for my nudity. I wasn’t on a beach and there was no protest permit. I was a common place streaker in a public park!!! There was no getting around it. If I was caught I would be in big trouble! My mouth got incredibly dry and my heart was racing much faster than it needed to, even though I was booking it down the trail. The feeling of my bouncing boobs against my chest as I ran along reinforced the feeling of my nakedness. I must have looked a sight! At least the trail was lined with trees and shrubbery some distance along each side blocking anyone from seeing me. That’s what most people liked about it as it was shady in the summer. Today I was glad for a different reason. As I rounded a bend in the path I saw a young couple walking towards me. I wanted to dash behind some bushes and hide but it was too late – clearly they had spotted me so I kept on running. The young man’s mouth was wide open as I approached and the girl was giving me dirty looks. “It a dare!” I yelled as I passed them by without looking back! Fortunately I heard them both laughing behind me as I continued on so I figured they weren’t going to report me. What a RUSH that was! I felt like I was in high school all over again! I was getting a little tired so I slowed myself to a slow jog. I need to conserve my strength, I thought, in case of some emergency. I wanted to be able to pour on the speed if I needed to. I was about done for after another several moments of jogging so I stopped to catch my breath. I ducked behind some shrubs and rested! I was scared, exhausted, excited and exhausted, horny and exhausted – wait a minute . . . did I say horny? I hate to admit it, but I was as wet as Brooke had been earlier. Good grief, I thought to myself, I really AM a SLUT! Finally I felt better and darted out from behind my cover and ran smack dab into a group of FIVE teenage boys who couldn’t have been more than 16 or 17. I almost knocked one of them down as the others grabbed me to keep me from falling on top of him. there sister, what’s the rush?” “Hey
Fashion Show to use as a basis for my nudity. I wasn’t on a beach and there was no protest permit. I was a common place streaker in a public park!!! There was no getting around it. If I was caught I would be in big trouble! My mouth got incredibly dry and my heart was racing much faster than it needed to, even though I was booking it down the trail. The feeling of my bouncing boobs against my chest as I ran along reinforced the feeling of my nakedness. I must have looked a sight! At least the trail was lined with trees and shrubbery some distance along each side blocking anyone from seeing me. That’s what most people liked about it as it was shady in the summer. Today I was glad for a different reason. As I rounded a bend in the path I saw a young couple walking towards me. I wanted to dash behind some bushes and hide but it was too late – clearly they had spotted me so I kept on running. The young man’s mouth was wide open as I approached and the girl was giving me dirty looks. “It a dare!” I yelled as I passed them by without looking back! Fortunately I heard them both laughing behind me as I continued on so I figured they weren’t going to report me. What a RUSH that was! I felt like I was in high school all over again! I was getting a little tired so I slowed myself to a slow jog. I need to conserve my strength, I thought, in case of some emergency. I wanted to be able to pour on the speed if I needed to. I was about done for after another several moments of jogging so I stopped to catch my breath. I ducked behind some shrubs and rested! I was scared, exhausted, excited and exhausted, horny and exhausted – wait a minute . . . did I say horny? I hate to admit it, but I was as wet as Brooke had been earlier. Good grief, I thought to myself, I really AM a SLUT! Finally I felt better and darted out from behind my cover and ran smack dab into a group of FIVE teenage boys who couldn’t have been more than 16 or 17. I almost knocked one of them down as the others grabbed me to keep me from falling on top of him. “Hey there sister, what’s the rush?”