Keep your clothes

"As much as I want that blow job, if I don't leave here soon, I'll get discovered by someone else. When we get back to school, we can catch up."

Doe grins at you. "I understand. If I catch you again, you won't be so lucky. Now, go!"

You get up, snagging your shirt off the ground. You run off as your friend gets up and heads the other direction. In a few minutes, you run into a dark, thick patch of brush. It takes a while, but you can easily hide in here, being unseen from outside the cover. You put your shirt on and wait, catching your breath.

You hear someone trotting past, keeping to the trails. You get a flash of green before they leave the area.

You look at the trees and bushes around you. A dark area at the base of a large oak tree catches your attention. You crawl closer and find a short tunnel that cuts under the roots of the tree. You back into it, knowing you are getting dirt all over your legs. You don't care.

About ten minutes later, the three members of the red team walk past, about ten yards from your hidey-hole. They are talking quietly among themselves.

"Did you see her, Angie? Tied to a tree with her own bra, her undies stuffed in her mouth."

"No, I missed her, Carol. Did you let her go?"

"No. She got what she deserved. Besides, it'll be easier for us to win with her out of the way. But, she's got great boobs, though they're going to be a little sunburned after today. I covered her, so it wouldn't get worse. Man, she glared at me like she wished I was dead."

You left that green team girl in shade. You look up at the sun. Judging by the angle from when things started, you think you've been playing an hour and a half, maybe two hours. The red team walks off.

You wait for what you think is a half hour. No one else comes by.