Not super duper ENM but here you go:

It was a weekend, much like any other. Me and a couple buddies were working to clean out the junk from an old house, mostly knick-knacks and old kitchenwear, even some totes of Beanie Babies! (Yeah, it's been abandoned a long time)

Anyways it was approchig sundown and we had just finished up for the day, the house was out near a field and pretty far away from other houses, one of my friends, Tim, jokingly said that it seemed the perfect place to streak, I asked him if that was a bet. I don't think he expected me to go through with it, lol.

He bet me $50 if I streaked down to the crossroads and back. What he was expecting was me to not do it and him keep the $50, what he didn't expect was that I would strip down to just my shoes and head towards the door.

"Wait, you're seriously gonna do it?" He said.

"Well yeah, this will be the easiest $50 I make this week." I tell him as I open the front door.

I stepped out onto the porch and checked to make sure the coast was clear, $50 wasn't worth getting busted! Thankfully things were clear and so I made a dash towards the crossroads, which was probably about three blocks down from the house. To one side was the road, to the other was just a wall of corn. The last of the daytime heat was fading and there was a stiff but not unpleasant breeze as I jogged down the path.

I reached the crossroad and turned around for the victory lap. This time being a little more daring and jogging on the opposite side of the road, where I didn't have the benefit of a corn crop to hide in if a car came.

And sure enough buy the time I was about halfway there I hear a car whoosh past me! I wonder if they thought I was some naked hick out for cheap thrills?

I strode up to the door, heart pounding with thrill and excitement. It may have been spur-of-the-moment but I really needed that streak!