Stuck

Crouching low, Leah held both her hands to her intimates, the wet squelch of mud now replaced by a rustle of dirt and leaves. She was covered front to back in an array of twigs, soil and even some feathers. She looked and felt like a mess.

The dark sky gave her some measure of cover, so she kept an eye out for any more quad bikes coming from nowhere and crept towards cleanliness.

Just as she made it to the public showers, she heard two voices female voices from inside and froze in place.

"I swear, it's bad enough that he forgot to pack the ice bags. But now it's our problem? Ugh." Said one woman, clearly irate.

"Maybe we should just empty it out into his bed while they're still out having ~quad time~." The other responded before they both laughed.

Leah pressed herself up against the outside wall, hoping that the mystery women would leave through the front entrance so that she could slip in and finally get clean.

But luck was not on her side, panic set in for a second as she heard the two voices grow closer and began to back up. Sadly, she didn't notice the large open trash can behind her and tumbled ass over tea kettle squarely inside.

"Oh what the fuck? Again!?" She whisper-yelled, she had only a few seconds before the women from inside could spot her. Her legs were trapped beneath her, sat atop a mess of trash that she elected to ignore, and knew that she wouldn't be able to get out in time, not to mention without causing a racket.

"Screw this." She added before dropping her head down and tightening herself into a ball, hoping that the natural camouflage stuck to her naked body would somehow save her.

"I'm more annoyed that they don't think they did anything that bad," Came the mystery woman again, "It's like, we packed so much food not just for the picnic, but also for... you know, alone time."

The other woman giggled, "I know what you mean. I was hoping Chris would lick some of this off of me tonight. But now he's lucky if he's going to get anything from me."

The first woman sighed, "I guess we can get more supplies tomorrow. Oh good there's a bin here." She said, Leah's heart leapt into her chest as she heard the footsteps approach.

"Wait, is this for composting?" The other asked, obviously confused by the messy display of Leah's mud, leaves and sticks. It worked! It worked?

"Whatever. Let's just get rid of this stuff now so we don't have to bring it into the cabin and stink up the place. Honey, chocolate, whipped cream, jelly, ice cream, juice, there's so much in here! God I hate them, right now."

Oh no, Leah closed her eyes and prayed to whomever was listening that they wouldn't dump ANYTHING into this bin. Anywhere else, please! Anything else!