She was freezing, but yeah it was hot.

Rebecca stared with wide eyes at her reflection, crystal clear in the frostless glass. Her red hair swept behind her shoulders and her body was still soaked however now her black polo looked very different. As it turns out it was not the bolt her shirt was stuck on that gave in the luggage room, all three of the buttons were gone and the shirt had torn from the bottom of the v all the way down to her belly button turning the modest shirt into one HELL of a V neck. Her eyes traced up the tear resting on her breasts, her nipples had hardened in the cold and a slight shade of pink was visible through the soaked fabric. Clenching her shirt shut and blushing a deep crimson Rebecca turned in embarrassment only to catch a flash of white at her waist. Looking down She could see that her pants rested even lower still and her panties were very much visible, the wet cloth defining the V at her hips, looking over her shoulder She saw the situation was just as bad, half of her smooth pale ass was peeking over her waistline and her panties were stretched and bunched up in the center looking much more like a thong than the conservative underwear She had put on that morning. Looking at their state reminded her of their **** discomfort, She had ignored it up to this point but their pressure on her lower areas was definitely non ideal. Stepping away from the window and blushing even harder Rebecca waited and listened, nothing but the slight sway of the car and the rattle of wheels on the tracks. Keeping one hand on her shirt She lowered her other hand to her waist, popping the button on her pants. Slowly She pulled the zipper down, her heart jumped into her throat as the pants heavy with water and sweat slipped from her grasp almost immediately, pooling on the ground at her feet. Shivering, Rebecca looked at her panties, completely soaked through they left little to the imagination, they clung high and tightly against her and were essentially see through, clearly outlining the curves of her lips and mound. She reached down with a shaky hand working the fabric garment out of herself, doing her best to get them back to their original state. When She was done they like her pants rode low on her waist, drenched and stretched they were essentially ruined but there was little She could do about it. Bending over Rebecca grabbed her pants and began pulling them up her legs. Just as her pants reached her shins a very loud metallic *bang* was heard from what sounded like the next car. Reeling back in horror Rebecca's legs tangled in her pants and She fell onto her ass. Stunned for a moment She looked down at her body, her shirt was open again exposing her chest, her nipples, two pronounced mounds were even harder than before. Her legs were wrapped in her black pants at her ankles but her knees went wide, her pink shaven pussy peeking out at her from the crotch of her soaked panties as her body shook in the cold. A small squeal escaped her mouth as she brought her legs close, covering her tits with one hand and shoving the other between her legs as her mind raced. If someone found me now what could I do? What if that person or thing comes back? Would he try and smack my ass again? Would he go further? An odd warmth spread through her and her heart raced. Her eyes were locked on the door as She laid there on the ground shivering but it did not open. After a few minutes Rebecca began to put herself back together. She removed her hand from her crotch only to find a drop of sticky liquid on it. Glancing down confirmed a fact that sent shivers down her spine. "No" She whispered "I am not turned on, this is not ok" Shifting her panties back to cover her clearly confused sex She pulled her pants up. After a moment spent struggling with cold numb fingers She got them zipped and buttoned and stood doing her best to keep her tits concealed with what was left of her shirt. Creeping quietly toward the door Rebecca tried and failed to stop her teeth from chattering as She reached for the handle.