Only the basics

Tuesday - 4:26am - Pump & Dump Motel, room 23 - 375 miles away from her clothes - Very clearly looks like she had a fun night

With her mind made up, Maria made her way to the bathroom to hunt down a hairbrush, then parked herself in front of a mirror, both to sort out her bedhead, and to inspect herself. Sitting opposite to her was a fully nude woman, speckled with cum and lacking sense. She SHOULD be showering herself, cleaning that scent off of her...but the sad irony is it's what was getting her going, every time she took a breath she could smell what those men did to her and it drove her crazy.

"When did you turn into such a slut?" The brunette asked her reflection, carefully working knots out of her hair "I don't know" She answered her own question "Maybe I always have been, maybe I just WANT to be seen and used by people..." Maria added, biting her lip at her own admission "...that's pretty hot, actually..." Cupping her breasts she eye-fucked her reflection, sure this was pushing the line as far as 'art' went, but she hardly cared anymore, art was subjective...to some hardcore porn is art.

Setting that brush down Maria made for the room door, key in hand. Allowing it to lock behind her, the nude woman walked, a sultry sway in her hips with each step, she intended to act like she was being watched, even if she wasn't certain if she was. The lack of cameras in the halls was disappointing to say the least, though this was just a low budget motel, it would be unreasonable to assume they'd shell out for something like that, though it ensured solitary. If she were embarrassed by her own nudity then this would be a blessing, she imagined being locked out by accident, wearing nothing but a towel, how humiliating that would be, Maria made a mental note to explore that headspace at least once in her life.

Tuesday - 5:01am - Pump & Dump Motel, lobby - 375 miles away from her clothes - A bit hungry, a bit groggy, very horny

Striding into the lobby where she'd encountered the hotel manager Maria was greeted with the sight of a very empty room, not even someone manning the main desk. "Tsk, that is just typical..." The nude shook her head, she was getting needy, her body was at least. Maria could feel that distinctive trickle of her own juices down her inner thigh, the longer she went without her body being admired it seemed her body acted out in childish rebellion.

Groaning to herself at not having any ways of solving her physical 'issues' without leaving, Maria set the key down on the desk, sure that the manager would find them, and headed out through the door. This time she was not greeted by scorching noon sun, her skin felt the morning breeze dance across her form, that low sun barely heating the world yet, sending a shiver across Maria's nude body. "Woah...you'd think being nude so often I'd get used to that..." She muttered to herself, walking out into the empty parking lot.

The first thing Maria set her eyes on was Choppers, but it was very obviously closed, and there were no vehicles outside. "I guess Ariel doesn't work too early then..." She said under her breath, her tone that of longing, one due to her finding Ariel incredibly pretty. She had a very attractive balance between more traditional prettiness, as well as that strong personality of hers, Maria would quite happily let Ariel step on her, or any manner of unspeakable things. That leaves the second item, Ariel had Maria's purse kept safe, that also meant that unless she abandoned her car and only possessions, she was very effectively trapped at this pitstop for a bit.

Obviously that left our protagonist with a bit of a problem, she was completely naked and looked like she'd been in a gangbang, which to be fair she had. Working off of assumption she wagered that Choppers might open at around 7am at the earliest, 9am at the latest, of course this was working off of assumptions, she hadn't been to a bar like that before, even clothed. This posed another issue, because by her estimation after checking a clock it was still around 5am. It only takes simple math to show she had around two hours to kill, two whole hours...and there was barely a soul in sight...