Think of a plan

Hannah brushed aside branches and her bare feet crunched on old leaves as she made her way into the forest. After what felt like about a hundred feet of bushwhacking, Hannah caught up to Michael waiting for her in a small mossy clearing.

"I better not get poison ivy on my tits, a hate hiking." She whined as she stepped out from the bushes and sauntered up too Michael. He was standing there, covering his junk with his hands, his head was turned and his eyes were closed.

"What's up with your eyes?"

"I'm closing them. Please cover yourself."

"Dude, get real, it's not like you didn't see everything already at the party."

"Well that was during extreme circumstances, now that we can stop and think I'd prefer it if we both just... practiced a little modesty."

"Dude, what's with the puritan act all of a sudden? I thought we were cool."

"You said you were sorry. I never said we were cool. There's a difference. I'm not in the fucking mood to watch my former tormentor jiggling her jugs RIGHT in my face." He had a point, he was so short compared to Hannah that her nipples were at eye-level with him.

Hannah blushed and opened her mouth too say something but was interrupted, "If you really are sorry, then you can start by humoring me on this, okay?" Michael said with a complicated expression on his bespectacled face that made Hannah feel guilty.

"O...okay, yeah." She lifted her left arm and covered her breasts as best she could, then moved her right hand in front of her groin, "Sorry."

"Yeah well, we'll both be sorry if we don't think of how to get out of this." Michael said, his body less tense and his expression softer.

Hannah jumped at the opportunity to change the subject, "Yeah, I think we're pretty fucked. My house is like 10 miles from here. That's a lot of walking and I don't even think the forest is that big."

Michael thinned his lips a little and closed his eyes and sighed, "If we walk that way..." he pointed with his head, as his hands were currently occupied covering his privates, "It's about a two hour walk to my place. The forest is right in my back yard, so we'll be in the cover of the forest the whole way."

"Jesus, Michael. You walked two hours to get to Janice's party?" Hannah questioned.

"It's only a 45 minute walk if you cut through my neighborhood. The forest kinda wraps around it in a big letter 'C' shape. We're on the top part of the 'C', my house is on the bottom. We gotta take the scenic route if we don't want anyone catching us."

Hannah sighed, "well, I have been wanting to get more steps in lately... okay, lead on, Daniel Goon."

"Daniel Boone." Michael corrected.

"Whatever, just get us to your house, man." Hannah said impatiently.