Something to wear?!

"PLEASE!" Dawn pleaded, with nothing but the small scrap of cardboard that read 'burning man' to cover with. "If you won't give me a ride, give me something to wear!"

"Aw, but you have such a nice, even tan!" Smirked a woman from the car that had stopped.

Lauren had flagged down the first car she'd seen, desperate to not stay naked on the side of the road. Unfortunately, that car was a party bus full of 20 adults headed to Burning Man. They were all drinking or stoned, and terribly amused by Dawn's situation. They were plainly snickering, some of them snapping photos of her humiliating situation.

"Besides, what do you have to hide?" Giggled a man.

"Right, she's flat as a board!" squawked a laughing hippie woman, noting Lauren's minuscule breasts. Dawn cringed, wishing she had more to cover with then the tiny cardboard sign over her crotch...