Summer took a quick look around, immediately realizing the school grounds were completely deserted. "I don't know about you, but I'm going to run naked," she said, quickly shedding her dress.
"But Summer, we'll be running near the community park and just across the street from a number of houses," Harry implored in panic. He loved looking at this girl's beautiful naked body, but they weren't in her cloistered backyard anymore, they were out in the public eye.
"Damn, I was just going to leave my dress here," Summer said, sounding extremely disappointed. "But in that case I guess I better drag it along with me."
This was so much better to Summer than wearing those awful shorts. Being naked made Summer feel alive and ready to take on the world. "I wish I could run like this tomorrow," Summer said earnestly.
"I wish you could too," Harry said. "And not just because I love seeing your hot naked body. It would be risk-free for you and there would be no asinine ice packs to deal with. Truthfully I don't think the other runners would give a damn. It's the powers that be that won't allow it."
They started at the front of the grandstand and ran the track counterclockwise like they would tomorrow until they came to the gate near the groundskeeper's shed where they exited the track and eventually ended up on the parking lot above the grandstand. They followed the drive until it joined the main road that ran in front of the school property. Then they followed the sidewalk that looked down on the first base line of the high school baseball field. There were houses on the other side of the street, but it was late afternoon and no one seemed to be outside, so Summer decided to remain naked. At the corner they turned right, now looking down on the third base line and heading toward the front of the high school.
There was an elderly man out cutting his grass, but he looked harmless and Summer thought he might enjoy the thrill of seeing a nude young girl. He definitely seemed to enjoy the sight. So much so in fact that he forgot to watch where he was guiding his mower and began to shred his marigolds.
"Slow down a bit," Harry shouted. "This is our second 5K of the day. We're supposed to be jogging, not running." Against her better desires, Summer temporarily slowed down. There was a light warm breeze on her bare skin and it made her want to fly. They left the sidewalk, but continued on the road that ran alongside the high school and toward the back parking lot. Harry pointed out that this was about where the 1K spot was, where Chris would be waiting for the first exchange of paks.
"Now it gets more interesting," Harry said as they ran across the empty rear parking lot and entered a path that took them down a fairly steep hill to a wooded area next to a stream. The path followed the stream through the woodsy area. Eventually, Summer recognized the community park on the other side of the creek and realized they had run past a path that led back up to the high school athletic field. Harry slowed as they neared a foot bridge that crossed the creek. "This is the second exchange point," he said.
They hadn't even noticed the family until the woman realized the girl running past them was completely naked and started screaming. Her nine year old son Tommy darted after Harry and Summer, not interested in Harry, but wanting to see what a naked girl looked like up close. His fourteen yearold sister had never even let him see her in her underwear.
"I never saw a naked girl before," Tommy said, trying desperately to keep pace with Summer. "You're really pretty. Do you run naked a lot?"
"Every day," Summer replied, "just not here."
"How do you pee?" Tommy asked, checking out Summer's body carefully. "You don't have a pecker."
"No I don't," Summer said. "There has been many a time I wished I had one of those things. That's why girls have to sit on the toilet whether doing a number one or a number two. Your mother's calling you. I think she's worried about you. If I show you how a girl pees will you run back to her?"
Tommy nodded his head enthusiastically. Summer stopped.
"Stand over here in front of me so you can get a good view," Summer said as she squatted down, spreading her legs to give Tommy the best view possible.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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