Candace somehow makes it to the taxi first

Candace pushed herself to her limit and ran for the car with everything she had. She was able to just barely get there first, practically colliding with the stranger as she yanked the door open.

"HEY! THAT- wha??" the stranger shouted before their anger turned to confusion at seeing a nearly naked girl was the target of their annoyance.

"Sorrythisone'smine!" Candace shouted as she hopped into the taxi and slammed the door shut behind her.

The naked girl practically dove onto the backseat of the car, landing on her side, slightly splayed out and panting from her sprint.

"Uh... you Candace?" the driver asked.

Candace locked eyes with his gaze in the rear-view mirror.

"Y-yes!" she managed to say between gasping breaths.

"Okay... And why exactly are you naked?"

"I..." Candace began, before suddenly realizing that she was truly naked again!

Her slapped together top of glass and string and not been secure enough to hold up under an all out sprint. As a result, the two broken shot glasses and the knotted strips of twine were now resting 20 feet away on the airport's curb. The only thing she still had with her was now her dead phone. Candace tried to sit up, realizing she didn't have anything even remotely close to a good answer to the man's question.

"I lost my clothes," she muttered. Then, more softly she said, "I lost everything..."

Shame and embarrassment flooded Candace's system at this admission. Not for the first time that day, she wondered if she'd ever wake up from the nightmare of humiliation that her day had been.

"Alright well..." the taxi driver finally said, clearly skeptical that Candace was up to something. For a moment he seemed like he was considering throwing Candace out, but then his face softened. "Don't do anything, uh, weird back there. Okay?"

Candace gulped nervously and nodded, unable to say anything more. She felt the car begin to pull away and meekly crossed her arms over her chest. She could feel her rock hard nipples pressing into the pale skin of her forearms. The naked beauty gave one last shiver before the heat of the car finally began washing over her in earnest.

The driver didn't try to make conversation with her, and Candace was grateful for it. With her phone placed over her crotch and her arms over her breasts, he couldn't technically see her most private spots. But he could sure see a lot of her in the rear-view mirror. Candace tried her best not to think about it as she leaned more deeply into the seat. She looked out into the darkness through the window instead. As recollections of the many, many embarrassing moments of her day ran through her mind, the exhausted girl slowly drifted off to sleep.