Hide outside

Eventually Valarie ended up hiding curled behind a picnic bench hugging her knees to her chest. She had searched for her coat, but couldn't find it anywhere. What she didn't know was it had been sucked into the pool vents shortly after she carelessly tossed it into the pool. It was currently clogging a vent, out of sight and out of reach.

Valarie spent the next hour miserably flinching at every sound, terrified someone would come through the gate and see her. She could also hear the faint sounds of her boyfriend openly cheating on her. That dirt bag was so dumped, she thought bitterly. Once she got clothes. Then she'd get **** on Stephanie. Everything would be fine when she wasn't naked!

So the embittered naked woman schemed helplessly, hugging her knees to her naked chest. A whole hour passed. Then half a second. Valarie heard breaks in the sex, then it would start again. Four times. Four! Jerome never fucked her four times, she thought bitterly. Valarie had always been confident. Cocky, if anything. Well, that big ego was crumbling into a pit of embarrassment, jealousy and bitter resentment the longer she stayed naked...