Chapter 8: Undetected

Colin led Lisa on a winding path through the trees and up to another break in the fence, looking over his shoulder every now and then to ensure she was keeping up. Lisa maintained her crouch, kept her arms firmly crossed over her breasts, and gave him a withering look every time his gaze lingered slightly too long.

“We’re here,” he said, indicating a large hole in the chickenwire, bigger than the one Lisa had initially come through. Lisa stood just behind him, willing him not to turn around or look back again.

“Ladies fir—” Colin started, then blushed as he realized what he was saying.

“Nice try,” Lisa replied. “Go through and make sure there’s no-one around. If it’s all clear, flash me the okay symbol.”

Colin obediently crouched down and slid through the hole in the fence. He took a few paces out of the garden, toward the road. Lisa watched as he turned his head one way and then the other, and then signaled that it was clear for her to proceed. All without looking behind him. He was learning.

After taking a deep breath, Lisa resumed her crouch and passed through the hole in the fence. Up until now, she had been trekking through dense foliage, which, while treacherously slow-going, afforded her a lot of coverage. Outside of the garden, that would change. With Colin’s help, she may avoid being seen, but she’d need to dart between coverings, which could end up being massively far apart. For now, she hid behind a bush on the other side of the fence.

“I’m through,” she said in a harsh whisper. “Come here, we need to figure out the next part.”

Colin walked over to the bush, a thick, tall plant that did an admirable job of covering Lisa. Only her head and shoulders were visible above it. Still, she could see Colin’s eyes dart between her face and the flesh of her upper torso.

“The closest entrance to the tunnels is through the Fine Arts building,” Colin said, locking eye contact with Lisa. He checked his watch. “We’re in the middle of a lecture period, so it ought to be quiet outside. But it’s going to be a bit of a walk.”

Lisa hadn’t been to the Fine Arts building before. Having only been able to walk around campus with clothes on for about three weeks total this semester, there was a lot she hadn’t seen.

Colin checked both sides of the road. “Someone’s coming!” he hissed.

Lisa dived down and crouched behind the bush. There was the sound of an engine as a car passed.

Moments later, Colin said, “It’s gone now. There’s no-one else. We should go.”

He was right. Lisa straighted up and stared straight ahead, across the road. Her eyes locked on a couple of trashcans against the wall of a building on the other side. But between the bush she was hiding behind and those trashcans was a long, empty expanse of grass, sidewalk and road, with nowhere to hide.

“I-I’m going to make a run for those trashcans,” she said to Colin, hardly believing herself. “Go stand by them and give me the signal if it’s still clear when you get there. Then close your eyes until I tell you to open them again.”

Colin nodded and started walking. He crossed the road at a brisk pace, clearly energized by the excitement of it all. Lisa was thankful that he hadn’t asked too many questions, and had just gone along with her story, which much have sounded crazy. But then, she knew what effect she had on men—and nudity supercharged it.

There was the okay sign. Lisa extended a leg from behind the bush, and then looked again. Colin’s eyes were still open. She shot him an angry glare. He looked confused for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and quickly slapped his hand across his eyes.

After checking one last time that no-one was approaching from the left, the right, or any other direction, Lisa started sprinting. The wind whipped at her skin and a train of long dirty-blonde hair billowed behind her. Her bare feet pounded on the ground, and her breasts bounced up and down with each step.

Once again, she felt the energy and power she had felt on that night of the streak. But this time, it was tinged with fear. She had no mask to hide her identity, and could not blend into a sea of other streaking naked bodies. Anyone might see her!

The fear was energizing. In seconds flat, she was safely on the other side of the raod, crouching behind the trashcans. She raised her head just above the top of one, wrinkling her nose at the smell.

“You can open your eyes now,” she hissed in Colin’s direction. “Where to next?”

Colin pulled his hand from his eyes and looked over at where Lisa’s head poked above the trashcans. “The rest should be easier. No more road crossings. We can walk between buildings from here.”

Lisa sighed with relief.

“This way,” said Colin, turning around and motioning with an arm for Lisa to follow. “Keep low.”

“No duh,” Lisa muttered to herself as she moved in a low crouch from the trashcans to some bushes a little further along the wall.

From there, the two made their way between the walls of buildings, along narrow alleyways. Colin lead, always taking a moment to look both ways before turning and reaching back with an okay symbol if the path was clear, or ducking back himself if it wasn’t. Lisa followed, keeping low to the ground and hiding behind every bush, shrub, tree, trashcan or dumpster she encountered.

In one alley, Lisa found a discarded cardboard box. “Stop for just a sec, Colin,” she said. “No, don’t look back! Not yet, anyway.”

Lisa kicked out the bottom of the box and pulled it up around her body. It was big enough to cover what needed covering. But just as she was about to let Colin know that he could look behind him, she felt a sharp pain course up both arms.

“Yeow!” Lisa shrieked, immediately dropping the box and jumping away from it.

“You okay back there?” Colin asked, clearly wanting very badly to turn around.

“Yeah, yeah ... totally fine,” Lisa replied, crouching and rubbing her arms. “Just wonderful...”

There would be no getting around this curse. It wouldn’t even afford her the indignity of hiding in dirty cardboard box like some kind of cartoon character.

Lisa and Colin continued their journey. “We’re getting close now,” said Colin. “The entrance is just around this last corner.”

Colin turned the corner, and Lisa quickly followed suite, arms wrapped around herself. Only to see two girls coming from another direction, deep in conversation, not watching where they were going. And one of the girls, Lisa recognized instantly, was Bethany.

Time slowed to a crawl. Colin’s gaze met Lisa’s. The girls inched forward. Any moment now, they would look ahead and see a totally naked girl in the middle of campus.

Colin sprinted away from Lisa. “Hey! Hey! Hey! Look at me!” he shouted, waving his arms in the air and jumping up and down. “Hey ladies, look at what I can do!” Then he tipped over sideways, into a cartwheel. Unfortunately, Colin clearly didn’t know how to do a cartwheel, and ended up collapsing in a heap halfway through. “Wheeee!”

Bethany and her friend watched Colin’s display, looked at each other, turned their noses up, and kept walking. They continued down the path, past the Fine Arts building, without ever noticing the naked girl who was watching them from the alleyway she’d quietly slipped back into.

Lisa’s heart pounded in her chest. Tiny hairs across her body stood on end. That had been a close one! And to be caught by Bethany of all people—she would sooner be seen naked by literally anyone else on campus, anyone but her.

Familiar footfalls caught her ears. “Lisa? Are you there?” Colin had picked himself up by now, and was stumbling back into the alleyway, hand firmly plastered over his eyes. “Ow!” he said, as he walked into a wall.

Lisa felt sorry for him, stumbling around like that, after embarrassing himself in front of a couple of attractive older girls. But maybe she could make it up to him somehow. Her heartbeat picked up again.

“Yes, Colin, I’m here,” Lisa said softly. “And you can open your eyes.”

When Colin’s eyes opened, Lisa was standing just in front of him, back straight, arms relaxed at her sides, smiling. “Thank you for that distraction. I know it must have been embarrassing.”

Colin gawped for a second, but then turned his head away.

Lisa giggled. “It’s okay, Colin, you don’t have to look away.”

Slowly, Colin moved his head back. His puzzled eyes meet Lisa’s.

Lisa shrugged. “You embarrassed yourself for me,” she said. “So here I am, embarrassing myself for you.”

Colin’s gaze dropped. “Y-you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Lisa felt at once immensely embarrassed and very proud. This wasn’t how she’d imagined it would go, being naked in front of a boy for the first time. Well, naked and unmasked, anyway. Colin was absolutely mesmerized by her body, and that felt incredible. His eyes greedily drunk in the soft, round curves of her boobs, topped with pert pink nipples, the pale skin of her flat tummy, her cute little slit of a pussy, barely obscured by a tuft of fuzzy blonde hair, and her long, muscular legs.

After basking in his gaze for a long moment, Lisa twirled around to give him the full picture. She looked over her shoulder with her most sultry expression, and was pleased to see Colin still frozen in awe, eyes locked the big, round ass that was the envy of her friends. This was ... kind of fun, really. She didn’t really think she liked him in that way, though. But it was still thrilling!

Lisa turned back around and took a few steps towards Colin, snapping her fingers to break him out of his trancelike state. “Okay, I’m flattered, but that’s enough for now. Back to the mission. Let’s go find those tunnels.”

Colin nodded slowly, and shuffled forward. Lisa was still standing in front of him. They were close now, really close. Lisa could smell his deodorant, could feel his breath on her skin. She looked up at his face, and they locked eyes. Was he ... kind of handsome?

Two flannel-covered arms wrapped around her back, and she fell into his embrace. He pulled her towards himself, and she kept her eyes focused on his. They kissed. She could feel the erection under his jeans against her bare stomach.