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 ï>¿Katie Finds A New Park To Play In! By LuckyDave1066

   Can she sneak across it unseen?  If so, would she do it nude?

   There had been many changes in Katie's life in the year since her
graduation from college; new job, new apartment, new career direction to
name a few.  The job was one she hadn't really expected to be in, a
position as a junior staffer in the local office of one of her state's
Senators.

   She had always pictured herself in a private sector career, but after a
couple of short term jobs, one doing clerical work in a local
manufacturer's office and another as a bank teller, she jumped at the
chance the understaffed office provided her to have some freedom to, at
least on some tasks, make decisions on her own.  The pay was nothing to get
excited about, but she had always been able to get by without a lot of
money.

   One way Katie stretched her paycheck was doing without a car, selling
the ancient Corolla that had carried her through her college years. 
Between using public transportation and walking whenever she could, she
saved a boatload of money compared with some of her co-workers, who
complained about car payments as big as her monthly rent bill.

   Of course, it wasn't hard to spend more than she did on rent.  When she
and her roommates graduated and all ended up living in different cities,
rather than look for replacements for her roommates she gave up the large
two-bedroom apartment they had shared in favor of a tiny but affordable
studio within walking distance to work.

   By the middle of April the weather was getting to be reliably
comfortable, making brown-bagging her lunch one of the more pleasant ways
for Katie to hold down her spending.  Walking three blocks to eat at a nice
park about midway between her office and her apartment was a nice way to
break up her workday.  The park was like two different parks, with about
half of the space mostly open and the rest mostly wooded with a few gravel
walkways.

   The open side had a lot of amenities, including a baseball field
complete with bleachers and dugouts, basketball, handball, and tennis
courts, a small amphitheater with a concrete stage and a half dozen rows of
seating.  The open area had tall hedges along most of the two sides to
block traffic noise from the side streets, but only a low wrought-iron
fence covered in ivy at the far end.

   Katie had been coming to the park almost every day for a month before
she took a stroll through the wooded side.  The day was fairly hot, so
walking along the shady paths was a nice alternative to her usual habit of
basking in the sun for a few minutes when she was done with her lunch. 
Other than having a small creek running through it, the heavily wooded area
reminded her of the park near her old apartment where she'd first dabbled
in public nudity.  Being alone for a few minutes on the dark, quiet walkway
brought back vivid memories of nights when she went out for a walk wearing
only a coat and sometimes ended up without even that much on!

   As much as she had enjoyed those adventures, Katie didn't feel tempted
to repeat any of her handful of daring visits to the other park.  "Those
outings were...interesting, and definitely exciting, but probably not the
kind of behavior the Senator would tolerate his staff indulging in," she
thought, just a little sad that she needed to act like an adult, even
though she didn't always feel like one yet.  Comparing having to leave the
secluded wooded park behind to get back to work on time to her reckless
behavior at the old park seemed to sum up how her life had changed.

   Katie began working a few minutes of walking in the wooded half of the
park into her routine on warm days.  The similarities between her new park
and the one near her old apartment inevitably made her think about how easy
it would be to do some of the things she used to do in the old one.  "It
might be exciting, but there's just no way," she thought, "I've got to
think about my career now."

   Being a responsible adult might have been why Katie felt she couldn't do
anything as reckless as stripping naked and walking around her new park,
but after a few visits to the new wooded park, she realized she had another
reason not to repeat her previous daring conduct.  Risky as it would be,
such behavior would just be copying something she'd already done, not
pushing herself to do something new.  If all she was doing was repeating
herself, the ratio of risk to reward seemed unfavorable.

   Her sudden awareness that a large part of what was keeping her from
doing something risky was that it was actually not risky enough to be
worthwhile shook her up.  She stopped visiting the woodlot, afraid she
might come up with some new idea about what to do there, one capable of
tempting her into real trouble.

   Katie's decision to avoid going to the woodlot worked; she stopped
reminiscing about her adventures at her old park and went back to
peacefully having her lunch and reading a book at the open side of her new
park.  She also enjoyed people-watching, and the park was always at its
busiest during her lunchtime; the hour or two after her workday ended also
usually had a lot of activity, particularly the baseball field and various
other courts.  The only time she ever noticed the park sparsely populated
was when she walked by on her way to work.

   As she finished eating her lunch one Tuesday afternoon, sitting at the
stepped seating of the amphitheater, Katie gave up entirely on the latest
novel she'd checked out of the library getting any more interesting.  She
considered cutting her lunch short and going back to work early but decided
to stay put for a while and look around at her fellow park users.  It
happened to be a slow day for people-watching, at least from where Katie
was seated.  Any disappointment at her backup source of entertainment also
failing her was short-lived, as she caught on to something she'd never
noticed before.

   Despite the end of the park where she was sitting feeling fairly wide
open, with its many amenities spread out, she saw for the first time that
there were at least some areas where most of the park was screened from
view by either dugouts, bleachers, a building with restrooms, the high
walls at the handball courts, a few small storage sheds, or the back wall
of the stage right in front of her!

   Katie actually felt herself blush, amazed that her first thought upon
noticing how some areas of the park were all but invisible to others was
how it would feel to be naked right here in the middle of the park!

   She was immediately worried that given some of her previous exploits,
she might be tempted to act on this urge, but said to herself, "Settle
down, girl.  Yes, it might technically be possible, but there's just no way
at all I could try something like that, not anymore." She went back to work
still a little shaken by the direction her thoughts had taken, but was
eventually calmed down by her belief that going naked in public was
something from her past, not her present.

   On her walk home that day she noticed a few gaps in the row of hedges
along the sidewalk; she told herself that the openings were a good thing,
since they just made it even more impossible to consider going through the
park in the nude.  "More impossible," she laughed nervously, "isn't plain
old impossible already enough to keep me out of trouble?"

   For a few days, Katie was able to concentrate on her latest library
book, but after a week of being dormant, the idea of somehow crossing the
open side of the park in the nude but unseen resurfaced.  She tried to
banish the idea completely, telling herself, "it just isn't the kind of
thing I can do anymore.  I've got a good job, a lease, and a load of
student loans to consider." The concept didn't go away entirely, but she
was able to ignore it, mostly.

   When the idea of streaking through the park refused to completely go
away, Katie came up with a way to live with it.  She decided to treat it
like some sort of thought experiment or puzzle, to see if it was really
possible for someone to do it without being seen.  Even with any nudity
purely theoretical, she needed to tell herself, "Of course, the streaker
would need to be somebody else, definitely not me!"

   Since there was no chance of this crazy idea ever really happening,
Katie was able to comfortably study the locations of each bit of potential
cover built into the park and how they all lined up with each other.  Every
day, once she had finished eating her lunch, she tried out parts of
potential routes, walking along them while checking sightlines.

   Starting at the edge of the woods, she checked to see if there was any
way to make it all the way through the open park without being spotted. 
Some starting points and their routes were quickly ruled out, with way too
much exposure.  Other routes started out well but ended up running out of
cover well short of reaching the goal: the wrought iron fence at the far
end of the park.

   When she had all but given up, Katie thought of a new approach; she
tried starting routes at the fence, working her way back through the park
to the woods.  Some options in the new direction were just as problematic,
making Katie shudder as she pictured how likely it would be for someone
trying to pull this off to be seen!  But a few possible routes were
promising, letting her theoretical streaker get well beyond halfway to the
shelter of the woods unseen.

   Around the time of her breakthrough of checking the various routes in
multiple directions, Katie began calling her daring fictional streaker
Sally.  Giving her a name somehow made Katie even more careful, as if Sally
was a real person whose fate was in Katie's hands.  Methodically checking
sightlines all the way along the route, Katie finally worked out a path
that would keep Sally safely hidden through the entire park, other than at
a few relatively small gaps.

   "If she actually existed, I guess Sally would just have to be willing to
take a few risks," Katie thought as she stood in one of the few small areas
where exposure couldn't be avoided, nervous on behalf of her fictional
stand-in.

   Having worked out the almost safe route through the park, Katie was a
little glum that there was no flesh and blood Sally to follow through and
actually try her plan to travel the length of the park while naked.  "Going
from one end of the park to the other, completely naked, and completely
unseen!  It would be so cool!" she thought, sad that it wouldn't ever
actually be attempted.

   She knew it was ridiculous to be so proud of her route, not to mention
her creation of a whole fictional person to follow it, but couldn't help
herself.  She had put a lot of time and thought into this puzzle, and hated
to think it had all been pointless.

   Several days after she had reluctantly put her little project aside,
Katie had an idea for how to make use of her route, "I could do it, the
whole damned route, just not while naked!" She imagined going to the park
late some night and pretending to do what she'd imagined Sally doing, but
doing it with her clothes on.  She could test her route, finding out if it
would really work without having to risk getting fired or arrested!

   A couple of days after deciding to try her streaking route without
actually streaking, Katie took advantage of the casual Friday policy in her
office, wearing jeans, a long black "Boyfriend shirt" and running shoes
instead of her usual more formal attire.  She had chosen the shirt to make
her clothed streak feel as much like a real one as possible; it was long
enough to cover almost as much as a really short skirt, allowing her to
ditch her jeans, bra, and panties once all her co-workers had left for the
night!  She stowed her excess clothing into a tote bag and put it away in
her desk drawer.

   Her planning had also included leaving her purse at home, reasoning,
"who goes streaking with a purse?" She waited for the post-sunset sky to
darken before leaving her office, wearing just a shirt and carrying only
her phone.

   Walking the two blocks from her office to the park, Katie became
slightly nervous, more because she crossed paths with a handful of people
on the sidewalk while wearing so little clothing than because of what she
had planned for her visit to the park.  When she was about to enter the
park it occurred to her for the first time that she could get in trouble
just for being in the park at all after the posted closing time of sunset,
but didn't think that sort of offense would be likely to cause her serious
problems at her workplace.

   Katie set out on her route toward the woods at the opposite end of the
park, moving at a brisk walking pace instead of the typical streaker's
jogging or running speed; it was just too dark to safely move much faster,
with the hedges at either side of the park blocking almost all of the light
from the streetlights outside the park.

   The combination of the hedges and the streetlights did provide her with
a couple of exciting moments.  A little less than halfway through her route
she suddenly heard a pair of voices; the time it took her to realize they
were coming from the other side of the hedges was the scariest part of her
evening.  Another 20 feet along her way, she stepped into a pool of light
where a gap in the upper part of the hedges let the cold beam of the
nearest streetlight pour into the park.  She realized that if she'd been as
naked as she'd imagined Sally to be, she'd have been thoroughly visible,
and hustled on to the darkness beyond.

   Katie reached the woods at the far end of the park without ever really
being in danger of being seen.  Though making the trip unobserved was
technically her goal, Katie couldn't help feeling somehow let down at never
having even been close to being spotted.

   She continued through the wooded part of the park in the direction of
her apartment.  As she strolled through the dark, quiet woods, she thought
about taking her shirt off for a while to see if she could have at least a
bit of excitement, but knew that with no chance at all of being spotted
while nude, any thrill would be minimal.  Her shirt stayed on.

   The park she was in now looked quite similar to the one where she'd
learned to like being naked in a somewhat risky public setting, but the new
park lacked the pedestrians and cars passing by on the adjacent sidewalks
and streets which made being naked in the old park so thrilling.

   The thick hedges at the sides of the park and almost total lack of
lighting inside it made for too safe a trip, but Katie thought she would
have felt at least some of the excitement missing from the jaunt she had
just done if she had done it naked, the way she imagined her fictional
counterpart doing it.  "It wouldn't have made a bit of difference as far as
being seen by anyone," she thought, "but might have made the trip feel more
interesting."

   The following Monday, Katie brought her lunch to the park as usual.  She
picked up her book to read while eating and was annoyed to see the
folded-up piece of paper she had used as a bookmark; on it was a detailed
diagram showing her carefully developed route, designed to make it from one
end of the park to the other sight unseen.  She couldn't believe how much
effort she had put into planning the route without ever checking to see if
the setting even needed a complicated route to accomplish the goal.

   What really made her angry was not knowing if her route would have
worked if the park hadn't been pitch black and abandoned.  She was sure she
had worked it all out and had practically been able to see Sally making her
imaginary way safely past every potential hazard, but without testing her
route in real life she couldn't really know if it would work as well as she
expected.

   "So if it bugs you that much, try it out," she said to herself,
challenging her long-dormant daring side, "Do it yourself, it's the only
way you'll know."

   "I already did."

   "Not in the dead of night, you'd need to do it sometime when it's light
enough to see things, or more importantly, to risk possibly being seen! 
And not clothed, either; it's bound to be easier without the stress being
naked would add."

   Katie looked around furtively.  She shuddered as she saw at least thirty
people scattered around the park, and those were just the ones she could
see!  "That's crazy!  I can't do that!" she told the reckless side of
herself.

   "If your precious route is so well worked out, it shouldn't make any
difference, but if you're not confident in your own work, do it at twilight
or dawn."

   "I guess it might be possible then, but I'd have to scout it out first,
and even then I'm not sure..."

   Her adventurous self challenged her one more time, "Isn't being unsure
where the fun is?"

   Katie ended her internal debate.  She unfolded the piece of paper and
made a note about the spot where the streetlight and a gap in the hedges
lit up part of her route.

   On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, Katie hung around work late enough to
assess how busy the park tended to be around dusk.  None of her three days
of surveillance were encouraging, with guys playing basketball well beyond
sunset, not leaving until the last bit of daylight had faded away.

   She had often seen people playing tennis or handball in the morning,
even on days when she came in extra early, but dragged herself out of bed
before dawn on Thursday to be at the park in time to see if anyone was
around at first light.  They were, a dozen or so people practicing Tai Chi
together and two men playing handball.  She just kept on walking to work,
stopping by at the Starbucks in her building's lobby for some much-needed
caffeine.

   Katie wasn't very hopeful of finding any time when the sun was up but
the park was sufficiently empty for her to test out her sneaky route
through the park, but forced herself to get up Saturday morning, making it
to the park right at sunrise.  Finding even more people in the park than
she'd seen on any of the weekday mornings she'd checked, she turned around
and headed back to her apartment, and crawled back into bed.  Despite
having no faith that Sunday morning would be any more promising, she set
her alarm for 5:00 AM to be able to get to the park by 5:30 or so, when
twilight would begin.

   Grumbling to herself all the way to what she expected to be the usual
busy park, Katie was already looking forward to going back to bed.  She
reached the park just about the same time as a man and woman who
immediately began playing tennis.  Ten minutes later two other men showed
up and started playing handball.  By the time the sun's rays made it to the
park only one other person had arrived, a man who began kicking a soccer
ball at the wall of one of the handball courts.  She waited another 10 or
15 minutes, but nobody else showed up!  "A total of five other people in
the entire park, all focused on their own activity, this could actually
work," she thought nervously.

   Katie briefly kicked herself for not being prepared to act on her plan
right then and there, but remembered how doubtful she'd been less than an
hour earlier about conditions at the park being so favorable.  Fully if
somewhat haphazardly dressed, with her wallet and phone tucked into the
back pockets of her shorts, and wearing sandals instead of running shoes,
she definitely wasn't prepared to go streaking.

   Beyond her oufit being less than ideal, the truth was she wasn't any
more prepared mentally or emotionally; this trip was supposed to just be
about scouting conditions at the park, she definitely hadn't planned on
getting naked during this visit.  She still was debating whether or not to
do it at all, so she was nowhere near ready to strip down and run around
the park!  She headed home, but had no luck in going back to sleep...

   Katie was more distracted during the following work week than she could
ever remember being.  She was absolutely sure about wanting to try
traveling the full length of the park without being spotted, but went back
and forth on the question of whether or not she should wear any clothing
during her journey.

   She knew making the trip in the nude was just plain crazy, but also
remembered the heightened senses that had come along with being naked when
she had done this kind of thing before.  She'd never felt more energized
than those times she'd been on the verge of being seen by some random
passerby while naked.  Every sound had felt like it was amplified, and she
even felt like her eyesight was sharper; that kind of extra awareness of
what was happening around her would be pretty handy!

   By Friday, Katie was worn out from spending half of her workweek
thinking about what to wear, or what not to, during her upcoming visit to
the park.  Sunday morning seemed to be coming too soon.  She slept in
Saturday morning, then took a bus to the mall.  Other than her lunch, she
made only one purchase, another Boyfriend shirt, identical to the one she
already owned.  After all her deliberations about whether or not to do a
true, nude streak, she had come up with an adjustment to her plan.

   Instead of beginning her trip through the park at the fenced end, she
would start at the wooded end, just because it was closer to her apartment.
Since she was going to be headed to the fenced end and still hadn't made up
her mind whether she'd still be wearing any clothing when she got there,
she had decided to stash something to wear near the fence.

   She walked to the park well after dark Saturday night and found the
hiding place for her package she was looking for; she tucked the extra-long
shirt, still in its bag from the store, into a gap in the ground below the
fence.  "There," Katie whispered to herself, "If I'm crazy enough to be
naked when I get to the fence tomorrow morning, at least I'll be able to
cover up from that point on!"

   Katie walked home, her preparations for visiting the park complete,
other than the decision about whether or not she'd go naked.  She was well
aware of which way was sensible, or at least less risky.  She also knew
which way would be more exciting.  By the time she was close to falling
asleep she was leaning towards going bare, in part because that was how she
had first begun trying to figure out if her idea of traveling the length of
the park unseen would be possible.

   The other reason she favored going naked was a feeling that if someone
were to catch a glimpse of her, they might not pay much attention if she
was clothed; she was certain anyone that spotted a shapely, nearly 6-foot
tall woman running through the park wearing nothing but shoes couldn't help
but focus on her.

   Her change of hair color a few months ago from her natural pale blonde
to a rich strawberry blonde left her with a mismatch between the hair on
her head and her pubes that nobody but her had been lucky enough to see
thus far.  Since it was at least possible that might change in the next
twelve hours, she did away with the discrepancy, shaving every bit of
blonde hair off before turning in.

   Once she'd silenced her alarm at 5:00 AM Sunday, Katie grumbled, "If I
ever do something this crazy again, I should at least do it at a civilized
hour," but she shuddered at the thought of how many more people would be
using the park a few hours later.  She managed a smile as she thought about
how quickly she was able to get ready for her outing; she put on a pair of
socks, running shoes, and her Boyfriend shirt, and was done, other than
threading her spare apartment key onto a rubber band and sliding it onto
her left arm.

   During her two block walk to the park, Katie was calmer than she had
expected she would be at this point.  Her calm wavered slightly as she
noticed a light on inside two of the houses she passed.  Just the idea that
other people were also up and about already made her shiver briefly, but
she kept walking, finding a path leading into the woods and stepping into
the park.  Two minutes later she was at the connection between the woods
and the rest of the park.

   Though she'd decided the night before to make this trip while naked, now
that it was time to strip down she didn't find getting out of her shirt
easy.  Unbuttoning from top to bottom, every button after the third one
seemed harder than the previous one to unfasten.  By the time she reached
the last button, her pulse was racing and her breathing was shallow.  "I
knew all along this part wouldn't be easy," she reminded herself, "but I
can do this, I know I can!"

   She slipped the long, black shirt off her shoulders, then down her arms.
She caught the shirt as it fell completely off, folding it neatly and
setting it on a shrub near the opening.  She took a deep breath and left
the shelter of the woods, heading briskly for the first spot along her
route where she'd be out of sight.

   Katie knew her closest shelter was the tall chain-link fence surrounding
the two tennis courts.  The fence had plastic strips filling in the fence
fabric, though there were a few small pieces missing here and there.  She
knew you couldn't see much through the gaps unless you put your eye right
up against one, so that minor worry wasn't what made her do what she did
next.  Almost halfway to the safe zone outside of the tennis courts, she
abruptly turned and sprinted back to the woods!

   "What the hell, girl," she whispered, "You've had this planned out for
ages, and now you're chickening out?"

   "NO!  Nothing has changed, I just panicked for a minute," she answered
herself, "I'm going to do it!"

   Katie set out on her nude jaunt again.  This time she made it all the
way to the tennis courts, but froze there for a minute before retreating to
the woods once again.  "You're being silly," she scolded herself, "just get
on with it!" After two false starts, she thought more than a pep talk would
be needed to get her to go through with her plan, eventually deciding the
one sure way to prevent another retreat was to eliminate any option of
turning back.  She picked up her shirt and walked further into the wooded
area.

   When she reached her destination she gave herself one last chance to
back out, saying, "There's no turning back if I do this, time to decide."
Her determination to go through with her plan led her to irrevocably
eliminate her option to back out.  She dropped her shirt into the creek,
watching it float quickly downstream and out of sight!

   "Ohhh man, I really did it, it's either go through with my plan, going
all the way to the fence at the far end of the park, naked until I get to
my hidden shirt, or get my ass home before my neighbors are up and about
and see me this way!" Since dashing the length of the park totally nude
seemed to now be the least embarrassing course of action, Katie took off
for the tennis courts again, this time continuing past both courts and
turning right toward the center of the park.

   Katie paused behind a small storage shed before committing to cross to
the other side of the park.  Listening for any sign that she wasn't alone
in the park, she had trouble at first making out what she was hearing,
finally realizing it was the sound of a handball game as well as the sound
of one person slowly dribbling a basketball.  She was still a long way from
the basketball courts, so she didn't worry too much about that problem, not
yet.  A peek around the edge of the shed confirmed that the handball game
was happening on the opposite side of the wall from where she planned on
crossing to the opposite side of the park, also not a problem.

   The scariest problem Katie was currently facing was one she hadn't heard
coming; a man and a woman, rackets in hand, walking toward the gate into
the tennis court.  As soon as Katie saw the couple walking her way she
ducked further from the edge of the shed.  She waited behind the shelter
provided by the shed as the couple opened the gate just a few feet away and
walked onto the court.  Katie could hear their conversation as they walked
past her on the other side of the fence, just about as loud as her
heartbeat.  She wanted nothing more than to get away from there but
remembered that the gate had no infill, just plain chain link fencing, so
she waited for them to begin playing.

   When she heard the tennis players getting started on actually playing,
Katie dashed to the empty handball court and ducked behind the low side
wall.  She peeked over the wall, looking back to the tennis courts to see
if there was any sign she'd been spotted; the game sounded like it was
continuing, so she stood up to continue on her way to the space beyond the
amphitheater's backdrop.

   Before moving on she listened to the handball players on the other side
of the high wall.  When she had conceived of this trip it hadn't occurred
to her that she might be so close to other park users while naked!  "It
would be so easy," she whispered to herself, "four or five steps and they'd
be able to see me!"

   Katie fought off the sudden urge to flash the handball players and moved
on to the space beyond the back wall of the amphitheater, where she paused
to settle herself down a bit.  "Where the hell did that come from," she
wondered, still breathing hard, "when the whole concept here is seeing if I
can do this without being seen?" She knew herself well enough to know how
excited the risk of being caught made her, but to just willingly let
someone only a few feet away see her in the nude?  This was something new!

   After a minute or two, she calmed down enough to have some fun before
moving on.  She stepped up on the stage and tried to summon up some of the
moves learned in her long-ago ballet classes, mostly forgotten in the
fifteen years since her last class.  Even without having an audience, being
on the stage led her to imagine how real performers must feel performing
nude scenes with an actual audience gawking at them, surprised to feel a
little thrill as she thought about what it would be like!

   Climbing down from the stage, Katie noticed for the first time that the
direct rays of the sun were now reaching the ground of the park wherever no
structure was blocking them.  The areas with no shadows were danger zones
for her, threatening to light up her pale white body and her head of
strawberry blonde hair like she was on fire.

   She strained to hear what was going on at the two basketball courts,
which she needed to get around or through to get near her hidden shirt. 
She could now hear more players' voices and several balls being dribbled.
There were tall fences at both ends of the courts, making the spaces beyond
the baselines safe enough and bleachers along one side of each court. 
Luckily for Katie, both sets of bleachers were placed in the space between
the two courts, leaving her a sort of alley between the back of the
bleachers where she could safely make it back to the center path of the
park.

   Trying to make as little noise as possible, Katie walked quickly to the
alley between the basketball courts and turned into it.  It seemed like a
dream to be able to hear games going on at either side of her but still be
unseen; her dream turned scary just before she reached the end of the
bleachers.  She heard a man complaining, "Really dude?  You just got here,
like five minutes ago." Another voice answered, apologetic but insisting he
needed to step out.  Katie was thankful she wasn't running when she saw one
of the players trotting out past the end of the bleachers, immediately
turning right, apparently on his way to the restrooms.

   "Oh.  My.  God, if he'd even glanced to his left," Katie thought, "he
can't have been more than six feet away from me!  As scary as her latest
near-miss was, she took advantage of how quickly he ran off to the men's
room to get herself to the opposite side of the same building, not to hide
in the women's room, but to get closer to the fence and her backup shirt.
The toilet room building was only ten feet from the fence, but a little bit
beyond where she'd stashed the shirt.  She waited for the basketball player
to get back to his game, then set out for her shirt.

   Katie was close enough to see a little of the bag her shirt was in, but
had to back off when a car pulled up just outside the fence, practically on
top of her bag.  Hearing four car doors slam shut with not enough time to
get to the far side of the toilet room building, she took refuge in the
only shelter nearby, a small concession stand directly in line with the
park entrance.

   Hugging the back wall of the small building, she could do nothing but
hope the people entering the park didn't look her way on their way to
whatever it was they were here to do.  The next few minutes were
other-worldly for Katie; she watched two couples carrying tennis rackets
pass by her, less than eight feet away, never looking to where she was
helplessly trying to blend in with the shed and not breathe too loudly!

   As worried as the new arrivals made Katie, she didn't even notice at
first that with her back to the building, she could see most of the park,
including the two men at the handball court, playing a long point, each
with their back to her, no more than 60 feet away!  "If either of them
misses a ball and turns to track it down..." she thought, "they'll get to
see me after all!"

   Once she was sure the new tennis players were far enough away that they
wouldn't be able to hear her, Katie raced to retrieve her shirt before even
more people arrived.  As she approached her hidden bag she felt a fair
amount of pride about having reached her goal of traveling the complete
length of the park unseen, naked all the way!  She was also pleased with
herself for being wise enough to place backup clothing there at the end of
her trip; knowing she had something to wear at the far end of the park,
combined with her somewhat rash disposal of her original shirt had given
her a huge incentive to go all the way!

   As she reached for the bag, Katie noticed that the low-contrast dawn
light that had covered the park when she arrived had by now been replaced
with clear, direct sunlight, making getting into the only bit of clothing
available to her as soon as possible absolutely critical.  She remembered
the state she'd left the shirt in when she hid the bag, fully buttoned and
with the sleeves tied together!  She heard another couple of cars arriving
on the other side of the fence, and hoped she would be screened by the
ivy-covered fence long enough to make the shirt wearable; she would
definitely have to wait until later to celebrate her accomplishment!

   Katie's triumphant feeling at making it all the way through the park in
the nude but unseen vanished as soon as she picked up the bag; it was
obviously empty, weighing just about nothing.  Her disbelief that this
could be happening was strong enough that she untied the flaps and looked
inside, as if she had just misjudged the weight and her shirt might
actually be there inside after all.  She wanted to scream, but knew better,
and stayed hunched down next to the fence, hoping the latest arrivals might
not notice the dazed naked woman cowering a dozen feet from the gate.

   Katie was grateful to see the four men entering the park were focused on
the handball courts further into the park, giving her a moment to think
about what to do next.  She looked and listened for any more new threats as
she considered her options, none of which were very promising.

   "I could go back the way I came, but with all of the tennis and handball
courts now in use my chances of making it back to the woods without being
seen seem poor at best."

   Or, I could get out of the park at this end, and hope to encounter fewer
people out on the sidewalk than I might here in the park..."

   "Or, I could give up right from the start on not being seen at all and
just sprint straight from here to the woods, hoping to not be in anybody's
sight long enough for them to be able to recognize me."

   As hard as she had worked to keep herself from being spotted, Katie was
surprised at how tempted she was to take the one option all but certain to
give a bunch of strangers at least a brief look at her naked body.  She
imagined how it would feel to pass close to some of them, even needing to
slow down or stop briefly if her way was blocked!  Exciting as this option
seemed, she was a little too worried about how the people she'd be flashing
might react to the sight of her running by in the nude to actually dare
choose it.

   Katie thought her odds of getting away unseen were best if she left the
park at this end and made her way home via the sidewalk between the park
and the side street.  She was dismayed that despite walking along that
route almost every day to and from work, she couldn't remember enough
detail about the neighborhood around the park to feel confident about what
or who she'd be likely to cross paths with.  While thinking about the
sidewalk option, she thought for the first time about her route home beyond
the park, "Oh, shit, how could I not have thought of it before...I have to
get all the way back to my apartment like this!"

   Knowing her route beyond the park was even longer than her route through
the park itself, she decided to stick with the devil she knew as far as she
could, trying to work her way back inside the park to the woods without
being seen.  "At least I know it's possible," she whispered to herself as
she stood up and tried to psych herself up to head for the alley between
the two basketball courts.

   She took off, leaving the fence behind, and raced toward the space
between the courts, just in time to make three young men coming off one of
the courts very glad that they'd agreed to get up so early.  She stopped so
abruptly she nearly fell over.  The three men, walking, had no problem
stopping to enjoy their unexpected treat!

   Katie felt her face flush as she and her three admirers faced off, about
eight feet apart.  Without intending to, the men had pretty well blocked
her intended path.  The sudden appearance of a tall, hot, naked young
woman, right on their way to get a drink of water, left them all
speechless. She was less tongue-tied, blurting out, "Oh, Hell no!  I need
to get the fuck out of here!"

   She acted on her instinct to get out of the park as quickly as she
possibly could, turning and sprinting back to the opening in the fence and
turning right the second she reached the sidewalk beyond.  As low as the
fence was and as tall as she was, the three lucky men got to enjoy the
sight of her boobs bouncing as she ran for another ten seconds, until she
finally made it to the shelter provided by the hedges along the side
street.

   Once she was sure she couldn't be seen by anyone inside the park, Katie
paused to catch her breath and study as much of her route home as she could
see.  The first thing she noticed was the complete lack of cars parked on
this part of the street, meaning she had exactly zero places to hide if
anyone came along while she was still next to the park.

   "Better not hang around here long or I'll be seen again for sure," she
told herself, though she was beginning to think she might as well accept
the fact that her being seen by at least a few other people before she made
it home was no longer in her control, if it ever actually had been once she
tossed her shirt into the creek; it might not happen, but it also might.

   Katie had jogged past almost half of the park without being spotted as
far as she could tell when a faint whirring noise caught her attention,
slowly but steadily growing louder.  A look over her shoulder cleared up
the mystery -- a pair of bicyclists were closing in on her from behind,
serious road bikers, judging by their bikes and full lycra jerseys and
shorts.  Serious bikers they may have been, but Katie could tell they
weren't riding hard right now, as they were taking their own sweet time
passing her.

   When they finally pulled up alongside Katie, she was able to tell one
rider was male and one female.  Riding at Katie's jogging pace, the man
looked her over and said, "Looking good, very cool!"

   In the context of this strange encounter, Katie felt it would be rude
not to answer at all, so she nodded her head and replied, "Thanks, I guess.
I didn't exactly plan to be doing this, at least not this way."

   The man pulled forward and the woman pulled up alongside Katie. 
Grinning at the naked jogger, she winked and said, "Looking VERY good, sexy
as fuck, girl!"

   A little flustered by the tone the very fit woman riding next to her was
setting, Katie still managed a reply, saying, "Thanks!  You too!" Their
conversation was interrupted by the appearance of a car approaching, still
some distance off but likely to be close enough to get a good look at Katie
very soon.

   The male cyclist motioned for his companion to pull up close to him,
while he was adjusting his speed to place himself between Katie and the
car. Both cyclists kept adjusting their position relative to Katie's to
block the car's occupants from being able to see her, as much as they
could. "Thanks a lot," she shouted to the pair of cyclists once the car was
far enough away to not be a concern.

   "Glad to help," the man replied, "but you're on your own again now, this
is our turn." The two riders turned left onto a side street, immediately
picking up their pace.

   Katie watched the unsettling but helpful cyclists disappear down their
new path, distracted long enough to miss noticing for a while another
person out for a run, a man on the same sidewalk as her, heading her way.
She was still in the no-shelter zone next to the park, so there was nowhere
for her to hide.  Slowing down would only delay their meeting slightly and
would actually prolong her exposure, and she was feeling too drained by all
her recent encounters to try to sprint past him.  She just kept jogging,
watching for the moment they were close enough for him to see what she
wasn't wearing.

   "There it is," Katie thought with some satisfaction as she saw the man
briefly break his stride and begin to focus intently on the naked jogger in
his path.  In another twenty seconds, Katie and the latest lucky member of
her audience were only a few yards apart; she broke the ice, trying to be
as casual about this decidedly bizarre situation she'd put herself in,
saying, "Hey!" She noticed her fellow runner was slowing down, and began to
do the same herself!

   "Uh, good morning," the man replied, now practically stopped.

   "So far, yeah, it's been a pretty nice one," she answered as they
crossed paths at a slow walking pace.

   "Do you have far to go?" the man asked, sounding concerned.

   "Nah, I should be home pretty soon,"

   "Okay then, have a nice day," was all the man could think to say, then
added, "See you around sometime!"

   "Maybe," she said, already picking up her pace again, thinking to
herself, "but probably not like this!"

   By the time her encounter with the runner had ended, Katie was past the
end of the park.  She was relieved to see that now that she had reached the
residential part of the street there were some cars parked along the street
and assorted landscaping to hide behind if she needed to.  She thought she
might be needing somewhere to hide very soon as she noticed a man turn from
a cross street onto her sidewalk, but soon saw that he was going in the
same direction as she was.

   Katie was forced to slow down to avoid catching up to the man, who was
moving at a very slow walking pace while taking three small dogs for a
walk. After slowing to a leisurely stroll, she was almost caught again by a
woman leaving her house and heading for one of the cars parked on the
street a few houses ahead of where she stood.

   Katie managed to sneak between two other parked cars in time to avoid
being seen, barely.  She decided to accept yet another bystander seeing her
pass by in the nude rather than risk the open-ended possibilities inherent
in continuing to dawdle behind the dog walker, including the risk that he
might just double back and get a good look at her anyway!

   Intending to give the dog walker as limited a view of her body for as
short a time as possible, Katie picked up speed, planning on blowing past
him before he had a chance to turn to see who was coming up behind him. 
Her plan might have worked if his two toy poodles and a Shih Tzu hadn't
been such erratic walkers; all three dogs wandered into her path just as
she was about to pass them.  She slid to a halt in time to avoid being
tripped up by the cluster of leashes, but her right leg was tangled up in
at least two of the leashes almost immediately as the poodles scampered
around her.

   Instead of allowing the owner of the pesky dogs a brief look at her
backside, Katie was now standing face to face with him and trapped.  "What
do you think you're doing, you could have hurt my babies," the man shouted.

   Katie was sure getting into a shouting match with an angry little man
about who was to blame for her getting tied up by his annoying little dogs
would never have been a good idea, and was an even worse one considering
her current complete lack of clothing.  She tried to calm the man down
while she worked on getting her leg free, quietly saying, "I'm really
sorry, I thought I had room to pass you without getting tangled.  I'll be
out of your hair as soon as I can get my foot free."

   Her calm only seemed to anger him more, as he yelled at her again, "And
why aren't you wearing any clothes?  I remember when this was a good
neighborhood, where you could be safe going for a walk without having to
worry about some naked slut crashing into you!"

   Her foot finally freed, Katie gritted her teeth and calmly said, "Once
again, I am very sorry to have disturbed you, have a good day," instead of
what she felt like saying, which she hadn't finalized but definitely would
have included some combination of, "fuck off," "stupid little dogs," and
"pathetic little man." She took off jogging again, leaving the man
sputtering on his own.  With no complications over the last couple of
blocks, Katie was relieved to finally turn onto her own street.  She paused
to see if there was any activity at the houses of the handful of neighbors
she knew but was relieved to see none.

   Katie dashed to the subdivided house her apartment was in, scanning her
surroundings as she went to be sure there were still no neighbors watching
this last bit of her exposure.  She bounded up the porch steps and dashed
to the door to the second-floor apartments.  Sweating and shivering, she
unlocked the door and stepped inside, looking back over her shoulder one
more time at the quiet street.

   Safely indoors for the first time in what seemed like a lifetime, she
sat on the stairs and quivered for a minute, her legs shaking when she
started up the stairs.  Though she was alone in the hall, in this setting
she somehow felt her nudity more intensely than she had during her various
interactions with strangers in the last half-hour!

   She had lost count of how many people had seen her naked this morning,
but as she put her key in the lock on her apartment door, she smiled,
taking some comfort in the fact that at least the people who saw her were
all strangers; as embarrassing as being seen naked had been, and being
honest with herself, as exciting, even arousing as parts of her journey had
been, at least she didn't need to worry about anyone she knew being aware
of what she'd been up to!

   After turning the key but before opening her door, a chill went down
Katie's spine as she heard the creaking sound of a door opening behind her,
followed by the familiar gravelly voice of Mrs.  Lefkin, her elderly
neighbor across the hall asking, "Oh, good morning, Katie, did you have
yourself a naughty Saturday night?" Katie knew very little about Mrs. 
Lefkin; for all she knew her first name was actually 'Mrs.'

   Two things she did know about her: Mrs.  Lefkin knew everyone on the
block, and she liked nothing better than to trade gossip.