Walk to the gas station

Kina thinks for a minute and decides to walk to the gas station in hopes they have better signal there so she can upload her weekly video.

"I'm gonna go for a walk, Mark," Kina says; sliding her phone back into the back pocket of her jeans. "Maybe the station has better cell service."

Mark opens the doors of the bus and grabs a rag and steps off the bus. He turns back as Kina walks down the steps and onto the gravel shoulder of the road; her breasts wobbling slightly under her loose V-necked top.

"It's a long walk, but I guess it's a nice enough day for it," He tells her; adding, "I'll head there myself as soon as I figure out what's up with the bus."

"Okay. See you after awhile," Kina turns; walking toward the small gravel road that runs between one part of the field and another.

Mark turns, watching her walk away for a moment. Kina's snug worn jeans cling nicely to her firm, young ass; the shape of her phone in her back pocket the only thing slightly ruining the view. Her loose V-necked top slips off her shoulder a bit as the bottom barely reaches the top of her jeans on the one side, while the other side of her top slopes down over her hip. He doesn't get to look very long as she disappears onto the small road.

The gravel road is bordered with corn that's not quite ready to be picked yet, but just tall enough to reach a bit over Kina's 5'4" tall body. The gravel crunches under her shoes as she walks and the sound of the corn rustling in the breeze makes her smile. It's been a while since she's been in the country. It's definitely a change from California.

Kina pulls her iPhone from her back pocket and pauses; snapping some pictures of the corn; taking her time as she walks along the road.

She pauses as she hears something; wondering if it's just the sound of the corn in the wind or if Mark's already figured out the problem with the bus. She turns; looking back where she's just come from. She waits. Nothing.

She frowns a cute little frown again and turns back; continuing on down the road/trail.

Another couple of minutes later, she hears something again and she pauses. Looking around. Suddenly, she sees what's making the sound.