Streaking the Town

I just got back from streaking my small town. It was stupid I know but I was a little drunk, still am and just wanted to know what it felt like to walk naked down the train tracks. Now I know. My feet hurt from the gravel. I left my shirt and shorts on the cross bar and walked the tracks naked. It was about 4am and no one was up but I walked naked through the park, around the school and down the tracks until I came to the main street where I picked up my clothes but was too turned on to wear them and carried them back to the house. No one saw me...I hope. I want to do it again.