Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident Parts 8 to 12

By Hooked6

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Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident! (reluctant exhibitionism, self-discovery.)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
Chapter 8

As the girls kept a hold of me next to the bathtub I silently pondered my situation. This was only the first day after my accident. I could only imagine what the next several weeks would be like. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard one of the boys in the living room calling out “They’re in the bathroom. It’s just down that hallway there.”

Just great, I thought to myself, that’s just what I need, somebody else to see me naked! Before I could protest the bathroom door opened and in walked Katrina! She stood there looking me over and just giggled. “You do look a sight, Hanna.” She shook her head at me as if in disbelief as she looked directly at my body and then, trying to sound empathetic added, “Are you in any pain?”

I told her that I was coping and that the medication the doctor prescribed helped a lot. I really didn’t want to stand there naked trying to have a conversation but I didn’t have a much choice as I couldn’t make my way around without help and the girls didn’t seem to want to move despite my subtle hints. All I could do was stand there totally embarrassed, baring my newly shaved flesh to yet another classmate. Then it dawned on me that Katrina was the one who was looking after my horse. “How’s Angel? Is she Okay?”

“She’s fine. I’ve got her in the pasture with my horse and they seem to be having a good time together. Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll take good care of her until you are ready to ride again. I can just imagine that you are itching to get back out there and ride topless again,” she added with a giggle.

“Shut up!”

“Oh and that reminds me. I brought you something.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, I thought you might be able to use this,” she said as she held out a small paper sack. “My younger brother brought this home from the hospital after he had his appendix taken out.”

“What is it?”

Realizing that I couldn’t take the package from her and open it myself, she fumbled with the bag and pulled out what looked like a pediatric hospital gown. “Knowing you had those casts I figured that getting into and out of clothes might be a problem so I thought that this might help. Here, try it on.”

Katrina then stepped closer and opened up the gown and the girls helped me put my arms into the short sleeves. Like all hospital gowns, it opened in the back but it was soft and completely covered my nakedness. Well . . . sort of. My boobs were covered but the gown was really VERY short. Her brother must have been quite young when he last had worn this. The fabric was embarrassing too as it had teddy bears all over it and it only came down to barely two inches below my crotch. It was definitely a kid’s gown. The other thing that I was soon to discover was that the girls couldn’t close the gown in the back either – it wasn’t big enough to wrap all the way around me and be tied. The material hung loosely off my shoulders leaving about a 9 inch gap between the pieces of fabric thus completely exposing my rear end. “It doesn’t FIT!” I complained.

“Look at it this way,” Donna said snickering. “At least you won’t have to have one of us help you get your pants off every time you need to use the bathroom. You can just plop down and do your business without all that fuss.”

“I suppose . . .”

“You’ve got to admit it’s better than nothing, isn’t it?” Debbie added encouragingly. “Besides, what choice do we have?”

“That’s true,” I reluctantly agreed realizing that I was probably sounding very ungrateful. “Thank you Katrina for bringing this over . . . and for all you did for me yesterday. I don’t know what I would have done without you being there for me.”

“Oh I wouldn’t have missed it for the WORLD,” she replied laughing out loud. “If you could have seen your face sitting there topless in that doctor’s office as everybody looked at your little bare boobies! It was PRICELESS!”

“Yeah? Well you try it sometime and see how YOU like it why don’t ya?”

“Oh don’t be such a spoil sport. I’m just messing with ya. Besides, I know you liked it.”

“Shut up.” I snapped, trying to hide the fact that I was blushing. “I did not!”

“Let’s get her back into the living room. She’ll be much more comfortable there.” With that the girls helped me hobble back down the hall, my butt flashing the room as I went. As soon as I sat down I immediately became aware that my vulva was showing. The girls had to help me by pulling at the hem of my gown, tugging it down my thighs as far as it would go, which wasn’t much, as I tried to lift my body off the chair. I was eventually able to get covered, just barely, but I had to sit with my knees together – not a comfortable thing to do with my fractured leg in a cast. There was no way however that I was going to give the boys in the room another free look.

After a few good natured jokes about my attire the room fell awkwardly silent. Everyone sat around looking at each other – but mostly at me. Occasionally someone would say something or try to start a conversation but it would soon die out. Katrina decided to leave as she had things to do and all too soon I found myself bored to death. At least with her in the room I could have shared our mutual interest in horses, but with her gone I had nothing to talk about as I had little in common with these other classmates of mine. What was all the more maddening was that all the things I usually would have done to occupy myself on a beautiful summer’s day whenever I was bored I couldn’t do because of my injuries.

Someone finally turned on the television to pass the time and found a good program to watch. Just as it was getting interesting the power went out. Everyone hoped that it would come back on again shortly but it didn’t. No TV, no radio, no computers – nothing. “Well, that guy from the power company DID warn us that they would be working on the power lines today. I guess it can’t be helped,” Donna said with a sigh.

More silence.

More boredom.

I found my thoughts turning to my experiences that morning and of all the people that had seen me naked. Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever thought that I would be exposed to so many people without being able to prevent it. The more I thought about it the more aroused I became. Was Katrina right when she said I secretly LIKED the exposure? My thinking was somewhat unclear – probably because of those darned pills! Still, she must have been right otherwise why would I have been riding topless on my horse? Surely it was for the thrill of it all. No one FORCED me to do that. I did it because it was exciting. At least I THINK that’s why I did it. My mind was still in a fog and it wasn’t even 10 o’clock in the morning yet.

The more I thought about things the wetter I got until I was worried that I would soon embarrass myself by having someone notice my arousal. Still . . . my heart began to race and that tingle down below kept overtaking my thoughts. I looked at Billy as he sat across the room. He was blindly staring out the window with his mind a thousand miles away. Clearly he was bored as well. I had never noticed how cute he was before. In fact I had never really paid much attention to him at all. The inner voice in my head softly began telling me to open my legs and flash him – just to see if he’d notice. I couldn’t believe the thoughts I was having. I COULD have done it easily the voice in my head told me but I dared not even do such a thing.

That devilish voice grew louder and more persuasive. I couldn’t get those thoughts out of my mind. I wanted to. I really wanted to, in my fog-shrouded brain anyway. My palms got sweaty and my heart pounded. It would be so easy I told myself – just open your legs a little and see if he would notice. No matter how much that voice pleaded I just couldn’t do it. It was wrong and I knew it. I wasn’t that kind of girl. I wasn’t cheap nor was I a tease. I had my pride. Oh god was I ever wet!

This argument went on inside my head for some time. Why couldn’t I do it? I wanted to. Hell, I NEEDED to yet I just couldn’t do it. I’d die if I did – or at least that’s how I felt. I wasn’t thinking too clearly even still. I was ecstatic when I rode topless but that was different. I never really expected to get caught did I? I was safe. It was all harmless fun. And riding through town topless and being gawked at in the doctor’s office wasn’t my fault either. It was unavoidable and I had no control over . . . what was that . . . I had no control? But I HAVE control now. I can choose whether to open my legs or not. It is all up to me. I’m nothing but a big fat chicken – a wimp, a coward.

Just then my mind snapped back to reality when I heard Billy saying, “I’m bored out of my mind. There’s nothing to do and it’s hot as hell in here with the electricity off.”

“Hey! I’ve got an idea!” Donna said with a sly grin on her face. I had a bad feeling about this.

Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident! (reluctant exhibitionism, self-discovery.)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
Chapter 9

“Let’s all go to Rockford! We can shop and get something to eat at the mall and just hang out,” Donna suggested excitedly.

“What a great idea!” Billy replied as he jumped out of his chair ready to head out the door. “It beats hanging out here with nothing to do.”

At last, I thought, these morons were going to leave me alone. I never wanted them here anyway. I knew it was only a matter of time before they tired of watching the “poor ole invalid” and found other things to do.

“Hanna, what do you think? Would that be okay with you?”

“Sure, sounds like fun.” I replied

“SWEET!” Debbie cooed. “It’ll be a blast! I haven’t been in a very long time.”

“You all go and have a great time. I’ll be fine.”

“What are you talking about Hanna? You’re coming with us.”

“OH no! I’m not going. I can’t! Not like this. Besides, how am I going to get there? None of you have a car and the only way to Rockford is by bus and that leaves from the village which is two miles away! I can’t hobble all that way. Don’t be silly. I’ll just stay here and take a nap. You guys go and have a good time. I don’t mind at all, really I don’t.”

My classmates all looked at each other in silence. Finally I had won an argument with these idiots. I began to be filled with the most wonderful feeling of satisfaction. They would leave and I’d be free of their gawking eyes and groping hands.

“I”VE GOT IT!” Eddie said as he snapped his fingers. “Wait here, I’ll be right back!” He then bolted out the screen door and disappeared.

“What was that all about?” Debbie asked.

“Beats me, he’s your boyfriend.”

Donna decided that it was time for another pill and handed it to me with a glass of water which I dutifully took figuring that it would demonstrate to them that I would be fine without them. I had eaten breakfast, showered and now had taken my medication so there was really nothing left for them to do.

Suddenly the peaceful room was shattered by a slamming screen door as Eddie ran back into the room and, half-out of breath, shouted. “Pillow, I need a pillow!”

Donna grabbed a throw pillow off the couch and tossed it to him. “PERFECT! Follow me,” he said, “Bring Hanna. It’s all set.”

“What’s all set?” I protested but to no avail as the girls grabbed my underarms and pulled me to my feet and hobbled me towards the door. “WAIT! Where are we going? Just put me down!”

As soon as we reached the door I saw it. Eddie stood next to it pointing at his solution with pride. “Check it out!”

“It’s PERFECT!” Debbie screamed right in my ear. “Eddie, you’re a genius.”

“Billy and I will take turns and you girls can lead the way,” Eddie explained. “With this thing getting to the village will be no trouble at all.”

“Oh NO! I’m not getting in that wheelbarrow. You’re out of your mind.”

“Don’t be such a spoilsport, Hanna. This will work out just fine,” Donna said as she and Debbie literally dragged me to the front of the contraption and gently pushed me backward onto the pillow that Eddie had so thoughtfully placed inside. Before I could protest Eddie lifted up on the handle and started walking!!

“She hardly weighs anything at all in this. Piece of cake!” Eddie said as he pushed me along.

“HEY! STOP this thing! Get me out of here! I mean it, guys. I’m not going to the village ESPECIALLY not in this thing. You can just forget about it . . . STOP, I said!”

Everyone just laughed out loud. “Oh Hanna, quit your whining. You’ll have a great time you’ll see!”

I must have looked so stupid sitting there with my legs dangling out of the front of the wheelbarrow , my arms in their casts sticking straight up in the air as I bounced along the road with the girls leading the way. At least I was sitting on my bare backside so no one could see . . . OMG, my butt! I suddenly remembered what I was wearing. I immediately looked down and saw that my gown had ridden up. Apparently that happened when the girls lowered me into the wheelbarrow. To my horror my vulva was almost peeking out from underneath the fabric. I desperately tried to use my arms to cover myself but it was no use. As the wheelbarrow rocked gently up and down as Eddie walked, the material only crept up even higher! “HEY GUYS! Stop a minute!” I shouted but they kept on going. They must have thought I was trying to keep them from taking me along so they pretended to ignore me by singing silly songs as they walked.

This was so humiliating. I was so pre-occupied with the indignity of it all and the fact that I was being treated like a piece of meat being hauled to market that I didn’t notice how quickly time was passing. I just sat there in that wheelbarrow and sulked. I wasn’t sure who I was angrier at – my so-called friends for doing this to me or with myself for allowing it to happen. My brain was still clouded and things seemed to be vague and surreal so much so that I was having a little trouble concentrating – that is until I saw the village up ahead and all the people milling about on Main Street. It was then I realized how literally inappropriate my clothing was and how embarrassing this was going to be. “GUYS, PLEASE!” I shouted in a panic hoping to get them to stop that childish singing and pay attention to me before it was too late.

I tried to push myself up and out of that contraption but it was no use. I was stuck. Being carried at such an awkward angle it would have been hard for even a healthy person to get out of the thing but being handicapped as it were it was darn near impossible! All too soon we were on Main Street as my group was still singing and carrying on. “To the market we will go; the market we will go; hi ho the Dario - the market we will go,” they sang to the tune of that old nursery rhyme. I felt like such a little kid!
To my horror I looked down and by now my private spot between my legs was completely out in the open – the cool air making Goosebumps on my tender bare flesh! Anyone who looked down at me would clearly see what wasn’t supposed to be seen! The sidewalk was full of people all milling about going into and out of the little shops. My heart pounded with fear at being so helpless in front of all these strangers. At first, few people even paid me any attention. Then slowly one by one they began to notice. They noticed alright and they stared.

“Aw, what happened to the poor little dear?” some woman asked as she stood next to the wheelbarrow. I wanted to die! I was shamefully exposed and helpless. There was nothing that I could do about it. I could only hope she wouldn’t notice and say something to humiliate me. I just had to sit there and hope for the best pretending nothing was amiss.

“She fell off a horse. We’re taking her out for some fresh air. She was tired of being cooped up at home,” Debbie answered helpfully.

“How sweet!” the woman said as she looked me over and smiled; “Such nice friends you have dear. I hope you’ll feel better soon, little girl.”

LITTLE GIRL?! Why would she think that – because I was wearing such a childish gown with teddy bears or was it because I just looked like a pathetic little kid? How old did she think I was anyway? I wanted to smack that old biddy right in the kisser but all I did was giggle. That’s right, I giggled. I had no idea why I was chuckling – perhaps it was because I was so embarrassed that’s all I could do or perhaps it was the pills making me respond in such a goofy manner! I really didn’t know but I giggled at the poor woman. Eddie picked up the handle and walked on.

As I nervously looked around I saw people looking at me and shaking their heads. Were they feeling sorry for me because of my injuries or were they disgusted that I was flashing my private parts so shamefully. I felt my face flush with embarrassment. I was a couple of miles from home wearing practically nothing looking like a little kid and there was no way I could make it home on my own even if I wanted to. I was totally at the mercy of my so-called caretakers!

Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident! (reluctant exhibitionism, self-discovery.)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
Chapter 10

Our little parade was interfering with traffic and it was evident that we had to get off the street. Eddie pushed me up onto the sidewalk and our group kept walking. This made things infinitely worse as people were much closer to me than they had been when we were on the road, now passing within mere inches of my wheelbarrow! There was no hiding below the metal edges of my makeshift cart now. Here everything was available for people see - . It was maddening looking at all the different facial expressions as people passed. The smiles were the worst! It was as if they were saying “I know what’s going on here” or “I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see,” or worse yet, “Oh, look at the little girl dressed in her Teddy Bear Pajamas!” My stomach was all tied up in knots! All I could do was to try and keep up the pretense that I was unaware and helpless.

Finally I could see the “BUS STOP” sign up ahead. The bus company ran a service to Rockford 4 times a day. Rockford was the nearest “big” town to my village and many people who lived here worked in Rockford or traveled there to make connections with the bus line to other cities or towns. Consequently at rush hour the bus was almost always full. Lunch time was no exception. To my horror there was a huge line of people waiting on the sidewalk for the bus to arrive. My heart continued pounding as I realized these dodo-heads were actually going to try and get me to travel with them wearing my teddy-bear gown! A gown that didn’t fit!

I tried consoling myself that with the large crowd that was waiting, the bus would be sold out and there would be no room for us or that they wouldn’t allow me on because of my injuries or how I was dressed. Surely there are rules about this sort of thing, I thought. I began to feel better about the whole situation and hoped that soon we would all be going back home.

Eddie parked me unceremoniously on the sidewalk right next to the door of a store that sold newspapers and magazines. It did a good business catering to those who had to ride the bus regularly. They also sold bus tickets for those who didn’t want to bother with having the correct change every day consequently it was very busy with people coming and going into and out of the store.

The gang went inside leaving me sitting in my wheelbarrow all by myself! All I could do was stare at the people in line as they looked at me wondering what was going on.

“Hanna?” a voice called out above me.

I snapped my head around and saw my high school math teacher.

“Mr. Jenkins!” I managed to say in a startled high pitched voice. “Um . . . I . . . that is . . . my friends are helping me to . . .”

His face had a very puzzled look as he studied me for a moment. “What happened, Hanna? You look pitiful.”

“I had a little accident, Mr. Jenkins. I fractured a few bones and . . . um . . . I’m okay though.” I felt like such a fool slumped back in this ridiculous wheelbarrow wearing . . . OMG! I immediately looked down and my greatest fear was a reality – I was totally uncovered down below - worse than I had been earlier. In fact the hem of the gown was now around my belly button!! I looked up at Mr. Jenkins hoping against hope that he hadn’t yet noticed but his eyes were glued to my pelvis. He must have noticed the sudden dropping of my head to look down at my gown and naturally he tried to see what I had been worried about. He saw alright – BOY, did he ever! My face was burning with shame. Here was my teacher looking right at my naked, now hairless private place. MY TEACHER for Pete’s sakes! Can you imagine?

“Oops,” he said with an embarrassed, little laugh. “Let me help you with that. Don’t worry, I’ll get you right.” He then grabbed the hem of my gown and tugged ever so carefully until I was at last covered. Of course in doing me this little courtesy, his face was uncomfortably close to my pelvis as he bent over and his fingers were practically on the doorstep to my vulva – so much so that I could feel the hair on his knuckles tickling my skin as he struggled to pull the fabric low enough so that it covered the essentials. “Don’t worry,” he said with a kind face after he was done. “These things happen. I imagine there are a lot of things that you can’t do for yourself after your accident. People understand. It’s not like you’re doing this on purpose,” I was sure he added that last part in an obvious attempt to console me. If he only knew!

Mr. Jenkins bid me farewell, admonished me to take care of myself and not overdo anything and then he left.

I mentally kicked myself for being so stupid - My MATH teacher – of all people!! I had such a crush on him last year. He was in his late twenties and was such a hunk. I tortured myself wondering just what he had thought of me seeing me like he did.

“Where the hell are they?” I cursed impatiently under my breath as I tried to turn enough to peer into the store. I couldn’t prop myself up adequately to get a good look so there was nothing left to do but sit and try to act as though I was invisible. Just then the bus pulled up and people began clamoring to get aboard the moment the driver opened the doors. A smile came over me as I thought that maybe, just maybe the bus would leave while those idiots were in the store and they would have no choice but to take me back home.

“GOTTEM,” Donna exclaimed waiving the tickets in her hand. “Let’s go.” Eddie grabbed my wheelbarrow and began heading towards the bus. When he got to the door the driver looked at me for a moment and then looked towards the back at the bus.

“Can she stand?” he finally asked as he got up from his seat.

“Sure she can, with a little help.”

The driver made the couple in the front seat move to the back of the bus telling them that a “crippled girl” needed the seat. Crippled girl indeed! I was insulted but then realized that is exactly what I was – a crippled girl. I HATED being so helpless. The girls grabbed me under my arms and lifted me out of the wheelbarrow exposing my naked backside to the rest of the people on the sidewalk. I couldn’t bear to turn around and see how many people were actually gawking at me. Instead I wanted to hurry and fix the problem before anyone realized.

“WAIT!” I exclaimed in a panicked whisper. “My gown - They’ll see!”

“Oh don’t worry about it,” Donna said giggling. “People will understand.”

That’s the second time I heard that phrase in just a few minutes. I didn’t care if THEY understood or not. It was MY exposed butt that I cared about.

The girls helped me to the bus door then turned me over to the driver who stood in front of me on the steps grabbing me under my arms as the girls pushed me on my rear end as I hobbled my way up the rest of the steps. Twice the driver’s hands slipped as he tried to steady me effectively copping a feel of the sides of my breasts sending a shiver up my spine. When I was completely on the bus, the driver used his leverage to turn me so that I could sit down. I swore I heard more than a few snickers as the people seated in the rows behind me got a good look at my uncovered derriere. Finally I was seated with the leg in the cast sticking out into the doorway aisle in front of me. Donna, Debbie and the boys climbed on and went looking for any available seats in the back.

“This is nuts! How am I going to get about when we get to Rockford?” I snapped flippantly to Donna as she slowly made her way to the back of the bus.

“Don’t worry miss,” the driver said, “I’ll put your cart-thingy underneath the bus in the baggage compartment. It will fit fine. I’ll get it out for you when you get to Rockford.” Then looking back at Donna added, “Clever idea, that wheelbarrow. I’ll have to remember that. Where are you girls going in Rockford?”

“The mall,” Donna replied with a HUGE smile.

The driver gave me a wicked grin and took his seat and started the bus moving down the road. “That’s my first stop.”

I couldn’t believe it! We were actually going to Rockford with me practically naked! To a mall no less! “I gotta get out of here,” I muttered to myself as I felt the beginnings of a panic attack coming on as my little village disappeared in the dust behind us. I felt safe in my little village. Now I was heading to Rockford some 25 miles away! I nervously began looking around this way and that. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for exactly but I needed to do something. ANYTHING!

Then it dawned on me that there really wasn’t anything I could do. I had no control. The miles were clicking away as the bus sped along. What was the driver supposed to do - let me out of the bus to hobble my way back to my village? I tried to calm myself. I needed to mentally accept that this wasn’t any big deal. Handicapped people have to get out and about too. After 15 minutes or so I felt my heart rate returning to normal and that drowsy mental fog began to once again come over me. I hadn’t been to the Rockford mall in several years. I tried telling myself that this little outing could be a lot of fun and that Billy was right in that it sure beat sitting around in that hot house without electricity. How bad could it be, anyway? I loved to shop – even just window shopping. What girl doesn’t? I just needed to try and concentrate on the bright side and not to get all stressed out over every little thing. Heck I didn’t even have to pay for the bus ticket. How often does a thing like THAT happen?

Then I saw it – the mall! My Gosh, look at all those cars!! There were hundreds of them and those were just the ones I could see! This place was HUGE! Much bigger than I ever remembered it being and it was PACKED! To think that a few moments ago I thought that Main Street in my village was busy.

It took all my control not to piss myself right then and there. I wanted to go home!! What had I been thinking?

Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident! (reluctant exhibitionism, self-discovery.)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

Chapter 11

The driver pulled the bus up to the sidewalk near the main entrance of the mall and stopped. He told me to remain seated until the other passengers heading to the mall got off since dealing with me would take longer. As soon as he opened the door about a dozen people got up and started exiting the bus. A couple of college-aged boys that were sitting behind me got up as well. They smiled at me as they reached the door and one of them said, “It was nice SEEING you today. Hope you get better soon.” The smile on his face told me all that I needed to know.

When the aisle was clear the driver got up and extended his arms beckoning me to try and stand so he could help me up and off the bus. I shuddered at the thought of standing up and flashing my butt again. I couldn’t help but look back towards the rear of the bus to see how many people were still there and as I had thought, there were a bunch still on board and they were all staring at me. “Come on missy, I haven’t got all day. I’ve got a route to keep,” the driver prodded and he reached his arms forward. I sighed and did my best to prop myself up and slide forward a bit in my seat. The driver slid his hands under my arms again and lifted. No sooner than I was standing I heard the familiar snickering behind me.

Donna and Debbie finally reached me and helped the driver get me off the bus and stayed with me supporting my arms as he got my “cart-thingy” as the driver called it from out of the baggage compartment. It took him a while to get it out and the entire time I was standing there on the sidewalk near the entrance as my poor excuse for a gown flapped in the breeze behind me. The ENTIRE busload of remaining passengers seemed glued to the window watching the entire scene unfold. There was nothing I could do but stand there.

As the driver headed my way with my “cart-thingy,” a gust of wind kicked up and blew my gown high up my abdomen completely exposing my pelvis to the people on the bus!!! I screamed and after a second or two Donna reached out with her free hand and tried to push the fabric down. It was so embarrassing!

Funny thing though, despite my distress I felt myself getting aroused and that familiar tingle down below made its presence known. I had just flashed my bits to a bus full of people! Well, technically the WIND flashed my bits but the result was the same. I can’t even begin to describe the feelings I was having. Even now I can still see their faces looking at me as that happened! I felt flushed and a bit woozy. I was wet and week-kneed. Just then the driver arrived and the girls gently put me back into my stupid wheelbarrow. Standing on the sidewalk when the wind kicked up I felt the focus of pleasure. Sitting my wheelbarrow I now felt like a stupid little kid! The driver tipped his hat, re-boarded the bus and drove off leaving me essentially stranded. I wanted to yell, “wait don’t leave me,” but instead I just looked at my last refuge of safety driving away.

“Do I HAVE to sit in this thing?” I protested. “It’s so stupid!”

The girls just laughed and totally ignored my protestations. “Relax, will ya,” Debbie said giggling. “This will be fun!”

“I’m starved. It’s almost one o’clock. Let’s go to the food court and get something to eat.” Billy said trying to change the subject. Eddie wasted no time and picked up the handles and started towards the door.

“WAIT! Don’t take me in there! It’s indecent! Hell, I’M indecent! STOP . . . please!”

Before I knew it Debbie had opened the door to the mall and we were inside. I dared not yell for fear of attracting attention to myself – as if a half-naked girl wearing a teddy-bear gown sitting in a wheelbarrow wasn’t attention getting enough! I just slumped there like a frozen statue. People were everywhere! I looked down at my legs and I seemed to be covered but just barely. If I moved the least little bit I’d flash the entire mall! Do you know how difficult it is to keep your legs closed as you are bouncing up and down in a wheelbarrow over a tiled floor? It was only a matter of time and I knew it.

The group moved quietly through the mall as if nothing was amiss – as if we were just ordinary shoppers. At first I got only an occasional stare as people were basically just going about their business – as if a person in a wheelbarrow was a perfectly normal thing. I laughed to myself as the thought came into my head that a person could probably walk around naked and if she acted like everything was fine no one would notice. What a ridiculous thought. I convinced myself it was my hormones and those darn pills doing my thinking for me. Still the fact that people seemed indifferent to my plight was okay with me. Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

When we got to the food court it was still pretty crowded. Donna managed to spot a table for two that was vacant and Eddie rushed me over to that spot before anyone else took it. Seeing that places were limited and the likelihood of the five of us eating together were slim, Donna suggested that she would stay with me and the others should all go out on their own and that they could eat, shop or do whatever they wanted provided that we all meet out front by the main entrance at 3:30pm so we could catch the last bus back to our village at 4:00pm. Reluctantly the others agreed. I could tell that Debbie and her boyfriend Eddie were hesitant about leaving Donna alone with me but it was obvious that they loved the idea of being able to venture out on their own as a couple. Billy didn’t seem to care one way or the other and simply said it was a good opportunity to chat up some chicks.

The rest of them bid Donna and I goodbye and soon were out of sight. “What would you like to eat?” Donna asked as she scanned around the various eateries encircling the seating area. “There are so many choices . . . I know, I’ll just surprise you with something. I’ll be right back!”

“Don’t leave me!” I whispered in a panic but it was too late. She was gone in a flash. I was a nervous wreck as I looked around at the people eating their meals. Every time I caught some group looking at me they would quickly avert their eyes, pretending they hadn’t really been looking at all. There was no doubt, however that I was the center of attention. I must have glanced down at the hem of my gown a hundred times just to be sure I was covered. It looked okay to me but I couldn’t really be sure what others were seeing.

Donna finally returned with some stir-fry stuff and a large cup of soda. She began talking to me in an exaggerated motherly tone as if I was a child or something. “Here ya go Lamb-y-kins, a nice hot meal! Don’t worry I’ll feed you. Open wide like a good girl.”

It was sickening. Before I could say anything clever she practically rammed the spoon into my mouth and I had no choice but to eat. People were watching me and grinning! It was so humiliating! Then I spotted them! To my horror were 6 classmates of mine from school! What were they doing here at the Rockford mall?! Fortunately they were at quite some distance away on the other side of the seating area and were busy talking amongst themselves so I didn’t think they had spotted me yet, but there was no doubt about who they were. PLEASE don’t let them see me, I prayed under my breath.

The process continued and got worse as Donna continually “mothered” me, wiping my chin, cautioning me to be sure and chew everything carefully. I wanted to belt her one right in the head with one of my casts. It would have hurt too. It might have made my fracture worse but it would have been worth it.

When she was done feeding me she began eating her own meal as I sat there looking at all the people around us. Most were just enjoying their meals but sooner or later everyone stole a glance at the poor pitiful girl in the wheelbarrow.

Finally Donna had finished eating and was sipping her drink obviously enjoying her moment in the spotlight. “You do realize that I’m going to get you naked at some point don’t you?” she said as she leaned over whispering to me.

“WHAT?!”

“Oh don’t act all surprised. I KNOW that’s what you want. You’re not fooling me. Why else would you ride a horse topless for miles – practically in your own back yard?”

“You’re out of your fricken mind!”

Donna laughed. “I can tell you’re getting off on this. Do I have to finger you to prove it?”

“You’re dreaming. You can’t tell anything.”

Donna got that sly, knowing expression on her face that was a trademark of hers at school. “That sweet feminine scent of yours doesn’t lie, you know. Besides, there’s nothing you can do about it. It will go a lot easier if you do things my way. If you fight me, I’ll make it harder on you.”

“You wouldn’t dare! We’ll both get arrested and I know for a fact that your parents would kill you if that happened. You’re not going to do anything so stop all this nonsense and let’s go find the others.”

The laughter that rang out from Donna was chilling. She obviously wasn’t the least bit concerned.

“Relax, sister. I know what I’m doing. You have the PERFECT excuse. Just enjoy the moment. Just imagine . . . I can expose you anywhere, anytime, in any way I want. Even here! Wouldn’t that be fun?”

I looked at her in terror. I couldn’t figure out what she was up to. Perhaps she was just trying to mess with me and get me all riled up - perhaps as a way of asserting some power-ego thing or something. Surely she wouldn’t really . . .”

“I just love the way your eyes get all big and round when you’re scared to death. Just look at you!”

I snickered. That’s it – she was just messing with me. Her last comment proved it. I let out a sigh of relief. Then suddenly I knew she was deadly serious. “Donna, no!”

Hanna’s Embarrassing Accident! (reluctant exhibitionism, self-discovery.)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

Chapter 12

Donna began using her napkin to pretend to wipe any crumbs from my lap. There were no crumbs but her actions kept teasing the hem of my gown, raising it higher and higher as she wiped my upper thighs causing me to briefly expose my nether regions to the light of day before the gown was left to return to its normal position. She seemed to enjoy teasing me in front of everyone. “Now finish your drink and we can go,” she said in a loud and overly-animated voice, almost as if she was speaking to the crowd and not to me. She motioned for me to try and use my hands to grasp the cup. Instinctively I held them out to show her that I couldn’t hold onto anything with my casts – my fingers frozen in place. I thought that would have been intuitively obvious to her and that she was just horsing around. Instead she put the partially-filled cup between my wrists, closed them so that they were against the cup and let go! The cup instantly fell into my lap and I was soaked! It all happened so fast I couldn’t react.

“NOW look what you’ve done,” she said as she jumped up from her chair excitedly! “YOU’VE SPILLED YOUR DRINK!” Her loud voice drew the attention of many people sitting nearby. She looked at me with a look of mock maternal disapproval surveying the mess I had just made. “Don’t worry, “I’ll get this cleaned up.” She then began using some paper napkins from the dispenser on the table to hurriedly try and blot-up the small spill. Then to my horror she actually lifted up the hem of my now soaked gown and bunched it up near my belly button, totally exposing my dampened pelvis as she continued dabbing with her paper napkins. “Just look at you. You’re soaked!”

My face burned with shame and humiliation. I couldn’t believe she was doing this to me! I was so taken by surprise that I just sat there frozen as a million thoughts ran through my head. The people around me were all gawking at me, some grinning, others with a look of empathy.

“Donna, STOP IT” I said under my breath. PLEASE!”

“I’ve got to get you cleaned up. I’ll only be a minute.”

Just as I thought things couldn’t get worse a woman in her early fifties came over to my wheelbarrow. “Oh the poor dear, she’s really in a state, isn’t she? I feel bad for her.”

Donna kept wiping away and tossing the wet, half-shredded napkins on the floor and grabbing new ones from the dispenser. In her best troubled voice she said, “Yes, I feel badly too. This was supposed to be a fun outing for her. She’s been through so much and hasn’t been out of the house for such a long time. I only wanted her to get out and have a little fun. Oh well . . . I guess we’ll have to cut our little trip short. Pity, we only just got here.”

What the hell was she talking about? I haven’t been cooped up for a long time. Besides, there was no way we could cut our trip short as we had to wait for the bus. I gave Donna my best strained look of disapproval which was a mistake as this woman apparently took it for a look of regret and disappointment.

“Oh your trip doesn’t have to end now. I suspect it was probably a major ordeal just getting her out and about and I can see by her expression how disappointed she is. Here, let me help you. If you have something to cover the poor child with for a few moments I can take that hospital gown to the women’s restroom and wash out that soda residue on the bottom half there and use the forced hot –air hand dryer to dry it out. It will only take a few moments and your trip will go on as planned. It’s the least I can do to help out the poor unfortunate girl.”

“What a GREAT idea! Thank you!” Donna replied enthusiastically. “Now what can I cover her with? I didn’t really bring anything else.” Donna furled her brow as if she was really pondering the situation. “I know! I’ve got the perfect solution. Here, help me get this gown off of her.”

To my absolute horror the women stepped closer and began pulling at the top of the gown to remove it from my shoulders! Not being tied in the back it slid easily away from my body. “NO WAIT!” I cried but it was of no use. The woman’s determination to help was greater than my resolve to stay covered. In an instant the gown was off my arms and began its descent. I watched in abject terror as it was pulled slowly down my chest until my less-than-endowed, puffy little breasts came into view,

The lady obviously sensed my panic and tried to reassure me. “Don’t be embarrassed, honey. It will all be over in a moment. Besides, everyone here saw what happened and understands. Many of us have children of our own, you know. Don’t fret over it, okay?”

Hell no it wasn’t okay! In my mind I wanted to scream a litany of obscenities at this idiot but, like before, all that came out was a giggle. That’s right, another juvenile, out of place giggle! Those damn pills! Either they were the culprit or the absolute indignity of it all was so overwhelming that it was the only coping mechanism to this stress that I had to draw on deep within my being. I laughed even harder when the woman pulled the half-soaked gown completely away from my body leaving me totally naked in this stupid wheelbarrow as dozens of curious onlookers were intent on watching everything.

“I’ll be right back,” the woman said as she disappeared with the only article of clothing that I had! I let out a silent scream in my mind that, if it had been audible, would have left me deaf for days!

“There go those lovely huge eyes of yours again,” Donna said whispering to me. “That look of terror is priceless! You’re so adorable when you get like that.”

I wanted to kill that bitch. I was now completely naked and totally at her mercy – just the way she wanted. Donna had that evil, knowing grin plastered in her face as she pretended to get more napkins to finish the job she had started earlier, except that there weren’t any more in the dispenser at our table. “Oh dear,” she said feigning surprise. “I’ve used up all the napkins. I’ll be right back. I need to get some more.”

Instead of going to the next table she walked among the seats FOUR TABLES AWAY leaving me exposed and helpless with everyone staring at me! I could hear her ask in a loud voice, “Do you mind if I borrow this?” as she picked up the napkin holder at that table. Of course the people sitting there didn’t mind, yet Donna felt it necessary to take great pains to thank them pausing sufficiently to explain my predicament and the reason she needed to borrow the dispenser, all the while leaving me hopelessly exposed to those sitting closest to me. It was a good thing the place was crowded otherwise the entire Food Court would be seeing my naked body. As it was, the people that had gathered to watch my little scene unfold seemed to be screening the rest of the diners from getting a good look at me.

Donna returned and resumed her blotting even though my skin was totally dry. She was definitely putting on a good show, paying special attention to my nipples which by now were extremely sensitive and as large as pencil erasers. Then she made sure to rub extensively between my legs, something that sent jolts of electricity up my spine! Finally she stopped as she threw the last napkin on the floor with the others. She took a moment to look over her handiwork and then added, “There, that’s better. Now let’s get you covered.”

Covered? With what, I wondered? Then I saw the madness of her plan. She pulled out a paper napkin, folded it in half and placed it lengthwise between my legs so that my vagina was covered. Like most napkins in fast food places these days it was flimsy and almost worthless having a width of barely 3 inches. If I hadn’t been recently been forcefully shaved, my pubic hair would be sticking out all over the place. Then she took out another napkin, opened it up and spread the now thin piece of paper across my boobs which barely covered my nipples leaving the sides of my somewhat less than impressive breasts uncovered. “PERFECT!” she announced with pride. “At least you’re decent. This will do until that woman gets back.”

DECENT?! My nipples were practically poking a hole through the paper! I looked like a total buffoon sitting there in a wheelbarrow barely covered with paper napkins!

The people next to us eventually began slowly filtering away going about their business, having long-since finished their meals.

I had to resign myself that I was indeed totally at the mercy of Donna and there was nothing that I could do about it that wouldn’t make things worse for me. I could only hope to go along with her scheme and take her at her word that if I didn’t, she would really make this horrible for me.

Donna began picking up the soggy napkins from the floor and put them on her lunch tray along with the remnants of our meal. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to go and throw this stuff away,” she said smiling. “Don’t go anywhere without me.” With that she got up and began walking towards the nearest trash can, which was some distance away against the wall near one of the fast food places that lined the seating area.

My heart pounded. Not only was I practically naked in the mall but I was now alone! I kept begging her to hurry the hell up in my mind – practically pushing her with my thoughts to get the lead out and get her ass back here. I was so vulnerable sitting here all alone like I was. My body was signaling danger! I wanted to run for cover but that was impossible.

Then I became aware of the other messages that my body was trying to tell me. I was horny and oh so very aroused. So many strangers had seen my naked body – everything I had – no secrets left to the imagination. I had been forced to show it all . . . and I liked it! I NEVER would have had the courage to appear naked to strangers – NEVER, ever, could I have found it within me to do something like that. I practically gushed with sensual sensations. I gushed elsewhere too – much to my chagrin. I could only hope that people couldn’t tell.

As the place cleared out even further I began to relax. Soon this little ordeal would all be over. Donna would have had her fun and I would have something to dream about in the nightmares of my sleep at home.

My thoughts were abruptly halted when I saw . . . “NO! Please NO!” I screamed half under my breath.

(The End)