Walk to get help

Jane had no idea what to do. She could hitchhike to the nearest town, but she didn't want anyone seeing her like this. Not to mention the fact that getting into a stranger's car, butt naked or otherwise, was probably not a good idea.

That was when Jane remembered seeing a truck stop on her map. Surely they would have a phone she could borrow to call the police and report her theft. Of course, this would unfortunately cause her to be seen by even more people. And, if she remembered the layout of the map correctly, she would have to be walking at least three miles to the truck stop in question.

But what choice did she have?

With a pained sigh, Jane began her trek towards the truck stop, covering her breasts and womanhood with her arms as she trudged forward.

The walk was, of course, miserable as Jane felt the sun beat down on her bare skin, undoubtedly turning pink from the heat. Adding on to her potential sunburn, she could feel a rash beginning to form on her skin from the soap suds that have all but evaporated at this point. Why hadn't she thought to rinse off before she started on her trek? Her skin wasn't the only thing taking a hit, however. Her feet were killing her as she walked for what she believed to be a mile and a half.

And of course, Jane would jump anytime she heard a car coming in her direction, causing her to dive behind bushes, shrubs, and rocks as they drove by. She even dove behind a cactus as a moving van drove by, something her naked ass did not appreciate too much.

Finally, after what felt like hours, Jane looked up and noticed the truck stop. She gave a small laugh of triumph before covering herself with her arms again, praying that things would get better as she sprinted towards the truck stop.