Neither, first an idea strikes her.

Tiffany placed the map back in her backpack and took another satisfying gulp of water before returning the bottle to its place. She then stood up and slipped the pack on again. As it settled on her shoulders, she felt light-headed for a moment. 'Whoa... head rush'. She thought.

Her fingers tingled as she reset her long hair, and Tiffany couldn't suppress a girlish giggle. She stood there for a moment, and sighed as she felt the air brush against her naked body. It was one of the most satisfying things she'd ever felt. A light breeze skimmed past and rustled the leaves of the trees around her, while teasing her melon sized breasts.

"Oh!" Tiffany yelped, and felt her nipples harden in response.

'I'm not normally this sensitive...' She thought. 'Must be the excitement of the games,'

Another gust fluttered against her bare pussy lips, she felt herself become slightly moist. "Okay... I'm definitely wearing panties less when I get home."

After the moment passed, Tiffany looked around her to try and spot the sun. Though obscured by trees she spotted it and gained her bearings from it. But it was in her search, that she noticed the light imprints on the ground where her feet had landed on her way there.

* * * * *

"It was her tracks." Mark said, out of the blue.

"What?" Tiffany asked. She was curled up, lying atop him. They were at his place, on the couch, watching TV. Her ear was against his chest and, truth-be-told, she found the steady 'thump-thump, thump-thump' of his heart far more interesting than the stupid drama they were watching.

Apparently, he could tell.

"Tracks." Mark explained. "We found her because of her tracks."

Three days prior, his seven year old cousin had gone missing while camping with her family. His aunt and uncle called everyone they knew to come out and look for her. Mark had been one of the first guys out. Tiffany had been at work, and didn't get the calls for several hours. When she did, she'd taken the rest of the night off and headed out to help. By the time she got there though, the girl had (thankfully) already been found.

At the time all Mark would say was, "She's safe." He was rattled, she knew and left it at that.

Now...

"It was good weather. No rain to wash away the tracks. Didn't even need dogs. Chris and I found her by the stream on a log. She was cold. We got her in a blanket and brought her back to camp. Honestly, I've never seen Aunt Kate move faster in my life than when she saw us."

* * * * *

Tiffany had seriously considered loosing her virginity that night, she was so relieved, happy and proud. But she didn't. She wanted to wait.

'Now look at me...' She thought.

She shook her head and scanned around for a suitable branch. It took her a few minutes to find one, and another one to fasten it to her pack. As she made her way along her path, the sticks and twigs extending off the branch dragged along the ground; covering the tracks she made.

With a smile Tiffany kissed her engagement ring again, "Thanks love."