Park Ranger

“Umm…” Hannah said noticing a figure walking towards them in the distance. “Is that a Park Ranger?”

“Certainly looks like one…” Brittany’s earlier bravado forgotten. The path had no where to go on either side. To the left was a fairly steep drop off the right a thicket of bush that would be difficult to pass thru with pants on. Downright impossible without.

“He clearly sees us.” Hannah froze. For the first time since the trio stripped she covered her exposed pussy.

“Maybe we should call the bet off…” Brittany also paused. “If he gets up here and we’re not wearing pants that could be bad…”

“Like go to jail bad.” Hannah reached for her pack.

“You two do what you want.” Sydney the third member spoke up for the first time. “But the second y’all put pants on I will be calling in that forfeit back at camp.”