A shoe

It wasn't even a hard decision, really. She knew just how appealing her blouse and thong looked, knew that it teased hints of her nipples and pussy without actually revealing them, and she wasn't about to give that up. She kicked her left flat off in the back of the copse, then set about shredding the envelope.

She crawled back out of the copse, brushing her knees off as she stood. The sensation of cold, gritty sand beneath her left foot, while her right foot was still safe and reasonably warm, was slightly off-putting, but nothing she couldn't ignore. She started back around the lake, flicking bits of the envelope into the lake and treeline as she went.

Mark had caught up with Julie as she had finished clambering back up the trail, and been treated to an eyeful of swaying cleavage, then the faint jiggle of her ass, her red thong disappearing between her firm cheeks, as she'd walked away towards the lake. He couldn't deny the appeal her outfit lent her, a sentiment his hardening cock shared. Maybe he'd have to take a chance at running across her later, after the park was populated a bit more, and get a closer look.

From his position farther away from the rushing waters of the creek, he'd watched Julie as she'd reached the trail, the faint sounds of car doors slamming reaching his ears as he'd set off after her.

He'd arrived at the lake as she was leaving the copse, and he happily noted she'd kept the thong and blouse, instead opting to ditch a shoe. By the same token, he'd kind of hoped she'd have opted out before this, and he still kind of hoped she'd opt out after the next photo. This ensemble would be quite entertaining, with some of his other plans.

As Julie finished shredding the envelope, she was having similar thoughts. The next photo would be her last "safe" one before she was **** to completely expose herself. She knew she'd get the next photo, but after that...she was torn. The woods would be a fun playground, true, but the freedoms it offered her now left her at dire risk of exposure she couldn't control for getting home. Was it worth that?

Those thoughts churning in her mind, she looked down at the map again, quietly contemplating where she would head next.