A random suburb street

"727 Middleton Way? Where the hell...?" I wondered aloud. I brushed the hair out of my eyes then flipped the paper over to look at the picture, hoping for some clarification. I saw a small fenced backyard, with an inflatable pool in the middle of the lawn. It was one of many houses in the suburbs surrounding the city. I had no idea where this street was, though. It dawned on me that I didn't have a map, and my heart sank. I only knew the main streets in my city; without my phone and its GPS I might as well have been lost in another country.

No worries, I thought to myself, trying to find some motivation. I just need to find a map. In the middle of the city. With hundreds of thousands of people. While I'm naked. Tits in the wind. Ass in the sunlight.

I stopped trying to find some motivation.

I did my best to commit the image and the address to memory. 727 Middleton Way. I also started brainstorming on where I could safely find a map, but was soon interrupted by the beeping of a truck in reverse. Instinctively my head snapped towards the sound and I curled up a little, dropping one hand back down to cover my pussy with the picture, while my other arm covered my boobs. I didn't see the truck yet but I could hear it behind one of the nearby metal containers, and it sounded like it was getting closer and closer. I was about to be seen! I desperately looked around for any kind of solution for getting away.