Just crouch and wait.

Vivianne was ****. The hedges were tall and prickly, and she couldn't go back and try to flee by another path. She squatted down, with hands still covering her breasts and her womanhood. There was nothing else she could do - only pray to the Virgin Goddess. Viv's only hope was that the guests would just go straight forward and wouldn't look in the narrow side-path where she was hiding.

First, two boys passed them opening without looking at her; she breathed out with relief. Then she saw a girl following them, but she was too busy typing something into her cellphone to look sideways and catch a glimpse of crouching, blushing Vivianne.

Again, the nude blonde girl sighed with relief; only this time it sounded more like a moan. Horrified, Vivianne cast her eyes downwards. She was almost dripping with pleasure; the sweet juice of her crotch leaked through her fingers. "What are you doing, girl?!" she though. "Now's not the time, you are on the verge of being seen!"