Abort plan, head for the forest

This isn't as smart as I thought it would be. Rosa thought. The climb took a lot out of me, and I don't know if I'd have the energy to escape if someone was up here.

No plan survives first contact with the enemy. Improvise and adapt. The book said.

Rosa started making her way back down, until she reached the edge of the jungle. Rosa saw the telltale signs that groups had moved through the area. Muddy footprints and small broken branches. She was no tracker, but it didn't take much.

It's been hours, all fifty men are out here hunting now. Rosa thought. But they'll all have moved past here by now, that should give me the advantage, hopefully they won't be looking behind them.

Inside her backpack were the meager supplies they had given the girls at the start. Rosa opened her small water bottle and quickly drank it all. No half-filled bottles, they could slosh around and give her away.

Woah... Rosa felt a little unsteady on her feet suddenly. She leaned against a tree trunk to balance herself. That climb took more out of me than I thought.

She finally collected herself, and kept moving but unwanted thoughts kept popping in her head.

I wouldn't want to sleep with all fifty guys, that'd be insane. But what if I just cornered one of them? If he just quickly deflowered me then I wouldn't be such a catch for the others. I could get some space to search for the prize money. It might even feel good too...

Rosa stopped. Where the hell did that come from? I don't want to sleep with even one of these pervs!

She knelt down and took a second to stare at a small flower. Trying to see and smell every detail so it would **** out these crazy thoughts.

Deep breaths. She thought. You're not some cheap puta, and you're not going down without a fight.

Rosa set off again, having beaten back the fires in her pussy. For now.