Wait it out.

The idea of getting lost by going deeper in the trees was too frightening. Jen could imagine being stuck in the forest wandering around until well past nightfall, finally finding her way out and not getting home until midnight. She didn’t think the woods were big enough to get lost for days on end but she couldn’t stop her mind from going there.

She stood in her current spot for a few minute before decided to get a little further way from the teens. She moved a few yards deeper into the woods, found a tree to hide behind and sat on the dirt floor. Jen felt like she had chosen a good spot. The tree was wide enough to completely hide behind, and she could shift slightly to her right and barely see one of the teens. His back was facing her so her looking out shouldn’t get her noticed unless he just happened to be looking behind him at that exact moment.

While waiting Jen tried to take a moment to relax. Her back, shoulders and neck had been tense since she had started handing her clothes over to Eve. Aiming to convince herself that she was in a reasonably safe place, she knew that the nearest people couldn’t see her as long as she didn’t draw any attention to herself. She certainly had no intention of doing that.

Another quick peek from behind the tree showed nothing had changed. She knew this was a time to work on being patient. She found that very difficult to do when all she wanted was to get dressed again.

Another few minutes passed when she heard a slight rustling in the direction of the teens. Immediately the slight reduction of stress in her muscles was undone as an intense fear of the smokers possibly approaching her position hit. She discretely poked her head around the tree trunk and was relieved to see the opposite. The five young men and women she was closest to were getting up and gathering their things, obviously planning to leave. She watched in silence as they began walking south, away from her.

Jen allowed two minutes to pass before she got to her feet. The next group she had seen was comprised of four people, and she hadn’t seen any indication that they had left yet. She began slowly moving north, being careful not to nudge any tree branches. She crossed several yards of woodland before she could make out the next group, glimpses of clothing between trees. She found another wide tree trunk and sat back down.

This time waiting felt a little easier, though Jen couldn’t put her finger on why. She didn’t feel any more patience than she did before. She still had an intense desire to get to her clothes. Eventually she decided she’d finally resigned herself to waiting.

She poked her head out from behind the tree a bit less often. She was just within earshot of the teens and felt that she would hear them when they left. Still she glanced out every so often to determine if they were showing any sign of getting ready to leave.

Eventually she heard a familiar sound and peeked out. The four ladies were slowly getting to their feet. Jen estimated that between the two groups, she’d lost about ten minutes waiting. Far longer than she would have wanted, but she knew she was reasonably safe here.

Once she was certain the girls were gone Jen got to her feet and brushed the dirt off her butt and legs. She waited a few moments to make sure they weren’t coming back, then began trekking north once more. Taking the same care to make no noise she crept forward, looking back towards the grassy area where the smokers had gathered. She didn’t have to go too far before she was able to start seeing what must have been the last group- a sliver of blue between two trees that was probably a shirt, a gap in the forest that exposed a few inches of a leg.

Jen became more careful in her movement, not just to avoid accidentally making any noise but to make sure she was able to stay hidden. She reverted to the practice of moving from tree to tree. She knew one of the two boys was facing the forest and had to start taking extra care to not be seen.

She came to a thin tree and peered out from behind it. She knew a part of her body must be exposed, probably her butt, but she had to make sure she had a safe path to the next tree. She was able to see the teen facing the wood, and he was completely oblivious to her presence.

Maybe I don’t need to wait, Jen thought. There's only two of them, I can probably make my way past them without drawing any attention.

Jen decided to step a bit further away from the teens before continuing on her way. She moved east until she could barely see the boys at all, then began walking north again. Still taking care to not bump into anything or step on a large rock, she felt confident that she would get past them without getting noticed.

Once she felt she was far enough north of the last group of teens Jen began heading back towards the park. She kept glancing southwards to make sure she couldn’t see or hear the smokers. Eventually she began to see the end of the treeline and the pond off to the northeast.

Reaching the border of the trees she took to hiding once more to make sure the coast was clear. The trail running north and south was completely empty. The pond occasionally had people, using the few boats the city provided for free, but now no one floated about the water. She couldn’t see anyone at all, and stepped out from the trees.

Even though there wasn’t a soul in sight Jen kept her hands over her breasts and crotch in the event someone suddenly came by. She was on a trail that ran along the south of the pond and would take her back to the main trail, and it wasn’t inconceivable that someone might come by and catch her.

It’s getting pretty late, she thought. Most people have probably left to get dinner. But I shouldn’t assume that will mean the park’s completely empty.

Jen kept moving at a quick pace, almost reaching a jog. She felt a slight bounce in her butt with each step, her extra padding moving with each foot hitting the ground. She wished she had a third arm to cover her backside.

She finished passing the pond without seeing a single person. Jen could see the main path ahead, a new cluster of trees starting slightly north of where the main path intersected her current trail. She decided it was safer to step off the footpath and head into the treeline. If someone was walking up the path towards her, she didn’t want to just accidentally step into their line of sight.

Now hiding amongst another group of trees, Jen made her way to the path and paused again. She saw no one. She couldn’t hear anything aside from the occasional insect. Jen stepped onto the main trail and began hustling northwards, to the parking lot. Both sides of this section of trail was surrounded by trees, making it unlikely that anyone would come from her left or right. She only had to worry about someone approaching from ahead or from behind.

She moved as quickly as she could, covering her body with her hands the whole time. A few times she settled into a jogging pace but always abandoned this in less than a minute. She wasn’t a runner, never had been. Even though she desperately wanted her clothes back she couldn’t hold that speed for long.

Soon she saw the end of the trail up ahead, and the beginning of the parking lot. This renewed her energy slightly and she quickly scurried forward. Before walking into the parking lot she paused and peered out around the last standing tree. The parking lot was empty except for her car. No one was walking around or on a bicycle. She stepped onto the asphalt of the parking lot and sprinted to her sedan.

Snagging the key off the tire, Jen triggered the unlock button and practically dove into her car. Without any hesitation she jammed the key into the ignition and turned over the engine. Once it roared to life she shifted the car into drive and moved up to the trashcan, southwest of her current position. She parked alongside it, glanced around and opened the car door. She was outside just long enough to find the plastic bag of clothes in the trashcan, haul it out and leap back into the car.

Her patience completely gone, Jen tore the bag apart from the side, spilling her clothes onto the passenger seat. She grabbed the first undergarment she saw, her panties, and bent sideways around the steering wheel to get her legs through them. It was a struggle to get dressed like this but she managed to slide the panties up and over her hips. Next came her bra, easier than the panties had been but still tricky in the tight space. She grabbed her jeans but then, realizing the struggle it would take to put those on while sitting in the car she picked up her shirt and pulled it on, over her head, down her torso to her waist. She looked around to make sure she was still alone before popping the door open. Stepping back out of her car with her jeans in hand, she slipped the denim pants on faster than she’d ever dressed in her life. Once she was seated again she managed to put her sandals on.

Finally dressed now, Jen took a few moments to breathe. She cranked the air conditioner on high. This was by far the worst thing Eve had made her do. Hopefully this would be the end of it. Eve had said Jen only had to do three or four things, maybe she would stop after this third naked trip? But Jen realized that she had no guarantee Eve would ever stop.

Eventually, shrugging and deciding that was a problem for another day, she began driving home.