With Shame

You instinctively cover your breasts with your hands and squeeze your legs together to hide your lady bits. The man stares at you body, as if he doesn't believe what he sees.

"Um, excuse me?" you ask the man, which seems to bring him back to his senses. "What the hell are you staring at?"

"I was just sleeping," the man responded. "Why the hell are you naked?"

"Well, uh, I am, okay?" you reply softly, hugging your body tighter. "Why are you at my campsite?"

"This is where I normally camp," the man said. "So I was wondering who had the same taste as me."

"Isn't that a little creepy?" you ask.

"How's it creepy?" the man asked confused.

"You were waiting for a naked woman!" you replied, angrily.

"I didn't know you were off gallivanting naked," the man retorted. "I just wanted to make a new friend, what's wrong with that?"