The restroom

Julie decided she'd get the restroom photo first. It would be the most difficult site to get to later, especially if the park was busy.

She headed up the path towards the restrooms, her flats slipping and sliding in the gooey mud that was the path. The incessant drizzle chilled her, though thankfully it wasn't enough to make her more than damp. She could feel her nipples hardening against her bra, though, and goosebumps raising on her arms.

It took her about thirty minutes to get to the restrooms. They were located centrally within the park, and were the only building. The rest of the park was undeveloped woodlands. She paused in front of the building. It was old, but well-maintained, and had a water fountain and soda machine between the doors to the men's and women's rooms. The building's walls didn't reach the roof, the eaves overhanging a gap which provided ventilation to the building.

Julie headed into the women's restroom first. The room was spartan, with a handful of stalls, a couple of sinks, and a trash can. A metal handrail ran the outer wall, for no reason that Julie could discern. She spent several minutes canvassing the room, checking behind the toilets, under the sinks, beneath the trash can, and even under the trash bag, but with no luck. Where could he have hidden it? She then realized she hadn't checked the ledge, and she clambered up onto the handrail. It wasn't there, either.

She dropped back to the floor, a disturbing, yet exciting thought occurring to her. He'd probably hidden it in the men's room! A thrill shot through her as she ducked out the door, and with a quick glance, into the men's room. It was the first time she'd been in one, and she felt that thrill again. What would happen if a man walked in and saw her in here? What if she wasn't fully dressed? She quickly stopped following those thoughts, instead focusing on the photo she needed to find.

She decided to start with the ledge this time, and was rewarded a moment later when she spotted it, lying in a nondescript manila envelope on the ledge in the center of the outer wall, between two urinals. Smiling, she dropped back to the floor and moved beneath it, deciding as she went what she would leave here, weighing risk against her libido.