[hot_viper_2005]

Part 1:

I love daring myself to go out at night streaking. I had recently found a new place for public nudity that is a bit far from my home, but last night I went to meet a friend and passed by the area. It was a newly developed industrial area and only a few businesses had started so far. There is a wide road running through here which is very deserted at night because you can only come in to the complex and it leads nowhere else, just a dead end.

I parked my car outside the area so no one would be suspicious. I walked down the road a bit and the adrenaline rush ran wild in my body. I stripped naked and continued to walk on down the road. I was carrying my clothes with me, but soon I decided to leave them on the roadside to see how far I could go on without them. The feeling of walking naked on the road is really nice, feeling the wind coming through and brushing against me.

I walked on to the end of the road and turned to head back, but I there I saw three figures were walking toward me at the far end of the street. I hurriedly ducked behind the trees hoping they would not see me. As I watched I knew I was in trouble. I saw one of them trip on my clothes that I left on the roadside. They stopped to check what it was and they must have known something was up. They found my pants, underwear and t-shirt there on the roadside, an odd find to say the least, but in a dark and deserted industrial complex? They were looking all around for whomever was missing their clothes. They hadn’t spotted me, but I heard them laughing.