No answers from Megan

Now it was Megan's turn to consider the situation. They were both naked, alone miles from town. Where could they go? No money, no phones. It would be a several mile walk to town. Walk along the highway nude? And then, if they made it to town? Then what? Naked, not a dime between them? How would they survive? Now she too began to feel exposed, feel her confidence evaporate. She cupped her crotch and covered her breasts.

"What should we do?" Lauren asked, mimicking her pose.

"F...follow me..." Megan stammered. They crept into the darkness, slinking down the drive. THey were apppraoching the ornate wrap around driveway, well lit up in front of the house. Meekly, they stuck in the shadows, scared to go any farther.

"So, it is true." A voice came, making both girl's jump. "I had to see for myself!"

"Who's there!" Megan called out, growing frightened out of her wits as Lauren cowered behind her.

"Relax girl's." A reassuring woman's voice came. A figure walked towards them. They were greeted by a woman maybe five years older then them, in a chauffeur's uniform complete with a driver's cap. She was shapely despite the uniform, tall and skinny with a clearly defined busts and lean legs in a skirt.

"I'm the driver. I heard about you guy as the guest's left. My employer took another ride home, so I was free to see if the stories were true. It really looks like a wild party!"