This morning I woke up naked as always and hopped out of bed while running my fingers through my purple hair. I threw on my favorite purple dress and black furry slides and opened my front door to let the dogs outside. It was bright and sunny outside with a beautiful blue sky so I sat on my wicker porch swing and planted my feet to push myself back and forth. The swing sits on an open but covered front porch, facing several neighbor’s properties and a backstreet gravel road that runs past the house. The birds were singing and I could hear some of my neighbors mowing their lawn, I smelled fresh cut grass and I noticed a couple neighbors down the street working on some cars but their forms were barely distinguishable in the distance.
I absentmindedly ran a hand across my thigh as I pushed back and forth with my feet, my fingertips grazing the bottom of my dress and pushing it up. I thought about my neighbors and wondered if any of them could see me right now, some of the houses to the side have second story windows overlooking our porch. I wasn’t wearing anything under my dress, not a bra or panties and I could feel the light breeze under my dress.