By the Book

"Well, miss. I'm not going to lie here, but this feels a little sketchy. If I turn around and give you a chance to get decent, will you answer a couple of questions for me? I need to make sure your safe out here and that you're not up to anything illegal".

Vanessa felt a complex mix of feelings. She looked down at her scraped and dirty body. Her feet were muddy, a small stray leaf stuck to above her big toe. Her thighs were sweaty and scratched by the forest, though the worst offenders (as usual) were her breasts. They were scratched and sore, nipples pointing out to an unkind world with more soreness then she'd ever felt before. If Russel was going to offer her a chance to get back in clothes, she wasn't going to pass it up.

"Yes, please Russel. I'll answer any questions you have, just turn around please".

Russel nodded and turned around. Within a few moments Vanessa crept out like frightened little cat, her breasts jiggling with each cautious step. With every step she was worried that the ranger- that Russel might turn around and take advantage of her. But so far he was man of his word and so she moved towards her clothes.

Russel, for his part, was struggling to keep his mind out of the gutter. He was holding his ranger hat in front of his growing erection and standing still as a tree. He closed his eyes and tried to think of anything else, anything besides the naked girl behind-

NO, he thought. You're a park ranger, dammit. You're not some loser, some creep who's just going to ogle some some scared girl out in the woods. Think of your job, the woods, the lake-

The lake. Russel suddenly got caught up in his own despicable head and peered over at the lake's nearby shore. The water was clear, the wind having died down during his conversation with Vanessa. The same Vanessa, whose beautiful and naked body was reflected on the surface of the water, small ripples on the glassy shore only adding to the eroticism of the scene. Each step she took apparently was careful and skittish, but how big were her breasts?! Was the water distorting the size of them or were they reall-

He closed his eyes again. You're better than this Russel, he thought almost desperately. The grip on his hat tightened, his powerful hands tensing from frustration. Below his belt the erection was painful, barely held in check by pants. It'd been a long time since he got any action, not like park rangers were an especially sexy career...what was the harm in looking? It was only her reflection after all, not like he was just staring at her body.