Kum N Go

As the young lass drove her way out of the rec center, she was ecstatic to be on her way home to get more clothes on. Renee's delight faded as she started to hear a slight buzzing noise begin to emit. Looking down at her dashboard, and locating the needle on her fuel gauge was well past the giant E.

“Oh come the fuck on!” the redhead rightfully cursed loudly with her inevitable luck, forgetting she had intended to get gas on the way home. When she had an actual outfit and wasn't wearing her current wardrobe of a pair of panties and sneakers. She had no choice but to pull into one of the pumps at her local Kum N Go gas station, fortunately not even a stone's throw from the rec center.

The scarlet maned female sighed with relief seeing no one around the lot. This alleviation quickly subsided when she realized she would still have to get out of the car to pump the actual gas. If she hurried, she'd be in and out in no time. Looking through her bag, a panic began to grow when she couldn't locate her debit card. The gas pumps were so old in their technology, she couldn't pay with her tap to pay on the cellphone Renee did luckily have on her. But that would mean she would have to go inside, pay at the register, then come back and fill her tank up.

She debated on whether to call someone as a car pulled up to the pump opposite the one she parked at. Carefully pulling the handle to lower her seat to the as far back possible position slinking downward carefully into her carseat. An endlessness washed over Renee as she carefully watched the older gentleman grunt at the price going up for his gasguzzler. Once the adult male finished filling his Hummer up, he got back in and drove away, as Renee slowly began to adjust herself upright.

The whole event convinced her that there was absolutely no way she'd be asking a stranger to help her out. Worse someone who knew her. Hopefully the cashier was the new guy who seemed like he was gonna quit. At least then she would only have to face one person who'd be gone by the end of the month when visiting this station ever again. Looking around for any kind of shielding for her body she came across only her bag in her immaculately clean car.

Groaning to herself, the young lass grabbed her bag and once again attached it to her chest before doing a deep breath for clarity in her frazzled mind. Opening her eyes on the exhale, she perceived the still vacant lot, leaving her car, and power walking toward the entrance of the store.