Now what?

She gets hosed off!

Joan heard laughter from a crowd of people she couldn't see, her face was covered in goop. She pulled herself up and managed to wipe some of the cement off her pretty mug to see these everyday people point and howl at this degenerate; not a single helpful person among them to help this poor woman out, bunch of creeps. She'd never felt more humiliated! Luckily this wasn't quick dry cement or she'd be really screwed, she managed to get away from these bullies and found a fire truck just across the street putting out a small fire in a tailor shop.

One fireman who was watching his buddy work the hose nudged him when this crazy woman waltzed up to them; she stayed about 10 feet away unsure what they might say.

"Say, boys, mind helping me out?"

No hesitation, the man with the hose turned it on Joan, she stood there and took the blast of water like a champ, they cleaned her off good, maybe a little too good.

"YEAH!!"

"WOOOO!!"

People catcalled when they saw her, Joan did a spin to make sure the men got all of it off. Funny she saw a bra the same size as hers get washed away in a storm drain. She yelped when she realized it was hers and tried covering her tits but then she saw her panties too, soon all she had was the garter belt and those stupid shoes. Joan kicked off the shoes and saluted the fireman, "Thanks, boys!"

She was out of there, just in time too because that same police car was close to the scene.