Hide under the car

There seemed to be no way around it, if she didn't want to get caught she'd have to hide.

Quickly she fell flat on her stomach, the heat of the tarmac on her bare stomach serving as a reminder that she wasn't wearing a shirt, and she began to belly crawl underneath the closest car.

Mere seconds after she was hidden she spotted feet walking past, narrowly escaping having been found.

Breathing hard she lay there for a few seconds, the dampness in her panties still wanting her attention even as she panicked about being caught.