Seeing the car move directly into her path, Stacie makes a quick decision. “Fuck this!” She exclaims and bolts the only way the car can’t follow, away from the road and between the buildings next to her. She sprints for all she’s worth, not even looking back to see if she is clear. The heavens really begin to open up as she weaves between the buildings. She finally stops under a streetlight, her heart racing as she gasps for air.
“Wow, what a freak.” She says to herself as she scans her surroundings. “I really need to find some shelter.” Looking around all she sees are warehouse buildings. ”Great, Now I’m in the wrong part of town.” Seeing a concrete truck dock with an awning she rushes over to it to get out of the rain.
Once she isn’t being poured on anymore she takes stock of her situation. She is thankful there are no cars on the road because her shirt has become damn near see through. And with the straps of the backpack also pulling the shirt taught her firm breasts are pushed against the wet fabric, her pink nipples clearly visible. Luckily it still isn’t to terribly cold.
Slicking her hair back she decides she doesn’t want to risk another encounter trying to get picked up, so she will huff it the rest of the way. Besides, the area looks deserted. Stacie hunkers down under the rusted awning to wait out the rain. She doesn’t need to wait long, as the rain lasts only a few minutes more.
As the rain clears up she prepares to go home. Still soaked but secure she sets off.
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