Walking Home Naked

From: Kristen


I was 15 years old when this happened. My sister is in theatre and has the craziest teacher ever. She is really strict, a huge perfectionist, and doesn't take any excuses. My sister takes classes from her because apparently sheís the person to take them from if you want to make in big in theatre. My sisterís class was doing a play, and my parents couldn't go, but they thought that someone from our family should go, so I was forced to. I knew that my crush would be there so I wore a skimpy little dress with no bra or panties. Before the show they have refreshments out and everybody socializes. I ended up spilling some red punch on the front of my dress and rushed off towards the bathroom to clean it off. The bathroom was a 1 person bathroom, and it was occupied, but there was a janitorís closet next to it with a sink and stuff, so I went in there. I turned on the lights, shut the door and pulled off my dress. I started wiping off the spill with a wet towel trying to get it out. When I spilled the punch, some got on the floor, and my sisterís crazy perfectionist teacher rushed off to get a mop to clean it up. So here I am, completely naked in the janitorís closet when the teacher bursts in. I drop my dress in the sink and turn around, scared out of my mind. Iím just standing there, stunned, staring at her, unable to move, and the whole time completely exposed. I regain consciousness and throw both hands over my crotch with my arms covering my boobs. The teacher is screaming "What the hell" and other stuff that I do not comprehend. She grabs my arm and pulls me out of the closet. I am now completely nude in the hallway. But it gets much worse. I am unable to control my body or say anything because I am so scared. I'm just moving where she leads me which is out into the main room! Now Iím naked, with just my arms to cover me, in front of everyone that had come to see the play. The teacher gets everyoneís attention and makes an announcement. She apologizes and tells everybody that the play will be running a little late because she has to escort me... At this point she grabs my ponytail. I whip both my hands up to my ponytail and pull it back, but my thumbs are sticking out. She moves her hand towards my head and wraps her hands around my thumbs so that I canít cover myself. ...to the exit! She leads me through the crowd towards the back of the room, through the lobby and towards the front door. The whole time were moving sheís explaining how this is a professional school of the performing arts and it will not tolerate me prancing around naked. She opens the front doors, throws me forward, tells me to not come back, and closes and locks the doors. To keep a long story from getting too long, I had to run all the way home, about 2 miles, completely naked. It was hard to decide if I should run and cover myself, or not cover myself and run faster. I switched back and forth between the two depending on traffic, but I bet 200 people saw me naked.

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