The Exhibitionist/Leave the basketball court before they come over
From Create Your Own Story
I panicked, quickly hopping on the seat and riding away, my heart beating like mad in my chest. I felt like I was about to throw up.
I didn't even bother trying to hold down my shirt as it rode up on me. My mind focused on one thing: Get home!
A car passed on the way, and I rode past someone walking along the street. In the back of my head, I realized if they got a decent look at me, they would know I was only wearing a form fitting night shirt and shoes, and nothing else, but I didn't care.
I got home, almost throwing my bicycle down in my haste to get inside. Locking the door, I threw myself on the couch, panting, waiting to hear the police come or something. I finally fell asleep, mentally exhausted.
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