Stockings

They didn't hesitate but quickly rushed to the other side and ran through the door. The smell was worse as the floor was wet with urine and toilet paper littered the floor.

Looking around they soon found two pairs of stockings on the floor behind the toilet. Luckily it was dry back there, but Denise had to get on her knees to get them. As she knelt, her face right over the open pit, she wretched as her stomach turned and she struggled to keep from throwing up.

"God I hoped it would be something to cover us. Stockings don't cover anything." Sarah said as she held up the thigh highs.

Denise not wanting to stay there any longer quickly rushed out the door and headed down the path, with Sarah close behind. The path was longer but they could walk faster. As the passed the group watching them; they didn't look but kept walking back to the car.

Once inside she started it and quickly drove away. About a mile down the road, she pulled over and collapsed. Both she and Sarah were trembling, their bodies pulsing with arousal and their minds cringing in humiliation.

Sarah looked at Denise. She smiled at her and leaned over and gave her a passionate kiss. For the next few minutes, the two naked women kissed and fondled each other's body.

When they broke from their passionate embrace, both broke out in hysterical laughter. The nervous tension was relieved for a few moments.

Sarah looked at the map and programmed in the next address. This one had a note that their clothes were in the restroom. She groaned after the park the last place they wanted to visit was another restroom.