just another day in paradise
So, last night at about 2:45 am I hear some knocking or something on my window. This is odd because my window shouldn’t be available to knock on. I get up and still in my underwear I look outside. The wind is going a million miles a minute. Talk about great. So I put on a t-shirt, (babydoll this fits into the story later, and I am not trying to turn you on… well ok a bit). So in my t-shirt and panties I am walking out the front door, and standing on the street. I realize that it’s like 3am now, and I don’t have to worry about being seen, so I head down the street for a walk. Walking into the wind is amazing. It is extra cool because I just crawled out of bed, so I guess my body temp was warmer than normal. I walk into the pool of light created by the lamppost and am just standing there alone in my own world just letting the green light bathe me while the wind whips my hair into my eyes and mouth, stinging a bit, but what the hell this feels like a dream anyway. So I am standing there arms wide above my head just taking it all in, when “Oh shit… a car” Now I still have about 30 seconds before it gets to me, so I make a dash out of the pool of light and back up into someone else’s yard. Yea, a semi-naked girl hiding behind a tree @ 3am. Oh it’s the stuff that frat boys dream of, and I was not into getting mugged or worse. That was not something I wanted to explain to the cops. So I’m there and of course the car passes me, so I let out a sigh, but then, it stops. In between my yard and where I am this huge red neck truck is now parked, and two people are talking inside it. At one point the door opens and I can hear a girl yelling at this guy. She slams the door they continue what I now know was a huge argument. Great, I am trapped. And I am sitting here, pantless waiting out these people who have no idea that an underwear clad person is staring at them. After 10 min, I started to get restless, and frankly, cold. The wind that I had so enjoyed was now freezing my skin, and the t-shirt that that was right next to the larger one on my floor now seemed to barely cover me at all. So, I decide to make a break for it. At this point I am guessing that people are getting bored. So… Girls…. She was a blonde looking girl, and from what I saw, I am guessing she was a slut. Boys… yes the shirt was black and showed my midriff, and um.. the underwear said “rock star” in sequins. No I won’t post pictures. Unless $ is transferred to my pay pal account. I am not above a bit of camwhorin’.. what was I saying? Oh, I did in fact make it back home, without incident, but I was freezing, and I learned that pants are in fact the best invention since sliced wrists.