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Collected by Djian
update jan 25 2007
Losing Authority
Author: Blairbrek <blairbrek@yahoo.com
(FFFM/f , nc, humiliation, exhib)
My name’s Blair and I work as a Park Ranger at a relatively small, out-of the way Nature Preserve. It’s lovely, but it doesn’t get a lot of visitors. There are five Rangers in all, but only one is on duty at any given time, so I’m pretty much responsible for the whole thing; and I‘m almost always there by myself. A quick description before I go on. I’m in my late-20s, tall for a woman at 5’7”, slender and very fit as I do a lot of hiking around the park trails. My breasts are fairly large considering how slender I am which makes them appear even bigger than their 36C, not that this is a complaint. I think I have nice breasts and bottom, and guys really seem to admire my long legs. I have shoulder length brunette hair that I keep pinned-up in the back so I can wear my Ranger hat comfortably. The rest of my uniform includes the green slacks or shorts and the brown shirt you’d expect. I also wear a sensible pair of hiking boots -- tough, but not too big and clunky.
None of us carry a gun or anything like it. Most of the troubles we come across are lost kids, high school and college kids partying, and drunks finding some place to sleep it off. It is a pretty benign job. I learned quickly that the most useful weapon we have is our authority as a Park Ranger. On the day this all started, the Park was a little busier than usual as it was a nice fall day after it had rained for a week straight, but not really crowded. I locked up the Ranger Shack and started walking through the woods just to get some fresh air and make my rounds on the trails. I’d noticed a few cars in the parking lot with stickers from the nearby University and I figured I better check for unauthorized alcohol or whatever.
A few miles back into the park, there’s a secluded lake, maybe a hundred yards off the trail, and as I patrolled down that trail, I saw a two teenagers walking briskly up it, in my direction, carrying a bundle of some kind. As soon as they saw me, they both blushed and looked guilty, but they said, “Good afternoon.” I smiled and acknowledged them back and they kept on walking so I let them go by.... How I wished later I’d stopped them. If I had I would have averted what was going to happen.
Anyway, I decided to check out the lake, so I walked off the trail and on a lightly traveled path closer to it. As I neared, I heard sounds of girls chattering in a panicky tone. As I stepped through the bushes into view, I saw three college girls huddled together on the bank... completely naked and on the verge of tears! Let me take a minute to describe them, because even aside from being naked, they were quite a sight.
Paula (unfortunately I learned their names later with the adventure we were going to have) was the most conventional of the three. A fresh-faced blonde (natural blonde, I saw) of medium height with a cute, bouncy bottom and full, perky breasts. In sharp contrast was Shelley, a girl about my height, but fuller-figured, with ebony-black skin that seemed to glisten in the sunlight. And what curves she had! A beautifully sculpted behind perched atop long, shapely legs, and breasts so big, round and well shaped, they seemed to defy gravity! The third girl, Ushi, was much smaller; an Oriental with smallish but very perky bosom and a cute tight little bottom.
I took immediate pity on them because they all had the look of shame and humiliation in their eyes, not to mention panic. I think I should tell at this point that I AM NOT GAY and never had a lesbian inkling in my life. I was just very taken back by finding three totally nude very lovely girls naked in the park that their images were fixed in my mind. They were embarrassed to no end and I thought their predicament a little funny and stifled a laugh, as it was obvious they were humiliated. It never ceased to amaze me that in the 6 years I was Ranger, how many times I came across naked lovers. Their reactions were always the same -- shock, embarrassment, and humiliation -- and then begging to not be arrested. I always considered their stupidity at being discovered nude in public by an authority figure enough punishment and, after scolding them, always sent them on their way. Finding three naked girls was a first though.
“Sorry girls, no skinny-dipping allowed. Better put something on.”
It was like I’d turned on a siren. All three of them started wailing at once.
“But we can’t!”
“Some kid took all our clothes!”
“What’ll we do?”
“What if someone sees us?”
“Can’t you get our clothes back?”
“Please give us something to wear!”
”You have to help us, Pleeeeease!”
All three whined on as they realized the helplessness of their situation and tried to cover themselves with their hands and huddle together to find some modesty. I remember thinking at that moment how dumb they were for trying to get a thrill from skinny-dipping. For whatever reason, maybe to humiliate them a bit more, I couldn’t help smiling as I said, “It serves you right for doing something so stupid. I could arrest you for public indecency but....”
I never finished as Paula broke into tears, followed quickly by Shelley and Ushi, and all three began whining and begging me not to.
“Just calm down, girls. I think I saw the kids who took your clothes.”
To drive the point home how irresponsible they were doing something illegal, like skinny-dipping, I again I told them that their situation was all their own doing by going skinny-dipping and they should be smarter than that for college girls. Not only could they have gotten what they did, which was their clothes stolen, but someone with intentions not so prankish as the boys could have stumbled on them rather than a Park Ranger. I told them to wait there while I ran up the trail to try to catch the boys.
Implying something worse could happen did what I wanted... to scare some sense into the twits, but the suggestion of my leaving them alone started them up again.
“Ooo! Oh no!” blondie squealed. “Don’t leave us here like this!”
”Ohhh, give us something to wear!” big-busted Shelley moaned. “What if someone comes along??”
“We’re helpless like this,” little Ushi pleaded. “Ohhhh pleeeeease, you’ve GOT to protect us! It’s your job!”
”What if some MEN find us like this?”
“Well,” I mused, “I could go back to the Ranger Shack and get some ponchos...” I could see the protest welling up in their eyes, so I cut off another round of whining, “or you could come with me. That should keep you safe.”
”Like THIS???” Shelley tried to cover her massive breasts with her arms. It was useless and I just shook my head at these three naked whining fools.
“We can’t run around naked like this!” Ushi insisted. “Oh please, can’t you give us SOMETHING?”
“Anything!!” blonde Paula put in. “Just to cover up!”
“Wel.....” An idea formed in my head but it was out of the question, but worse it somehow came to the three idiots at the same time.
“You’ve got clothes. Please share them with us, please.” The other two started chiming in and whining all over again driving me nuts.
“Look, that is not a good idea because....”
The three began to whine again. Finally, to shut them up and against my better judgment, I decided to give them my blouse. At least the three could huddle behind that as we hiked the couple of miles to the Ranger Shack.
I said, “Okay, here is what....” and I started to unbutton my blouse but never got to finish my plan or the first button because the three of them were on me in a flash. I was protesting and pushing their hands away but, with six hands against two, it was a losing battle and they were determined to get some clothes, any clothes, MY CLOTHES!
Shelley, with her huge breasts, was eager for my blouse and couldn’t wait till all the buttons were undone pulled the blouse up over my head. Afraid of having it tear, I didn’t put up much of a fight but let out a loud, “HEYYYY NO!” as Paula and Ushi attacked my shorts. With my arms tangled up over my head in my blouse as Shelley struggled to pull it off me I was defenseless against the other two undoing my belt and unsnapping and unzipping my shorts. I fell into Shelley to stop from falling as the two fools were so eager to get them off they pushed me back to get them off my feet. Shelley stepped back as my blouse came free and I landed hard on the ground with a thud in only hiking boots and bra and panties.
I didn’t like this quick reversal of fortune in the least as I climbed to my feet. Shelley was pulling my shirt over her massive black breasts. My shirt was much too small for her, and the way her breasts tugged at the fabric I thought the buttons would pop. The tail of the shirt came to just below her hips, almost covering her bottom and her puss. Paula was fastening my pants on her own hips, grateful to be covered -- from the waist down, anyway -- and I was standing there in my demi cup white bra and panties (which covered as much as a swim suit, I rationalized to myself as my anger dissipated as I was still the most covered of the four of us). The three of us looked at the still naked Ushi. “Wh-What about me?” she begged. She had an arm across her breasts and her hand over her bush. She was on the verge of tears.
“Well,” I considered, “there‘s not much left and, backing away from her just to be safe, emphatically stated while moving my own arm over my breasts and hands over my panties to show ownership, “MY bra and MY panties are MINE, but maybe....”
Her pitiful shameful expression changed to a glare as she thought I was mimicking her situation when all I was doing was protecting myself. Like a child she pouted, “This isn’t fair.”
An idea popped into my head and I walked over to pick up my Ranger hat that had fallen onto the ground when they took my blouse and shorts. As I bent over to retrieve it Ushi came up and pushed me down. I fell right onto my hat, flattening it. The little Oriental grabbed the back of my bra, which clasped in front, and began pulling it, trying to get it over my head.
She exhorted her two friends to help her but fortunately for me they didn’t. The struggle didn’t last long because as she pulled I held onto my breasts to keep them covered. The tearing sound made us both freeze.
The back strap had torn, rendering MY bra useless. I was furious and stood up knocking her off my back as I held my torn and worthless bra in my hands.
“You idiots, what the hell were you thinking? I should arrest you for assaulting a PARK RANGER.”
She burst into tears. “I was just trying to get some clothes. It is NOT fair that I have to be naked. I-I’m sorry. Pleeeeease, please don’t arrest me.”
The others chimed in with whining of their own. These three fools were driving me nuts.
“Okay never mind.” I threw my bra onto the ground as it was worthless and picked up my hat. I threw it at Ushi still on the ground. “Cover yourself with that, you twit.”
As I took stock of our situation that seemed to me at least to be getting worse by the minute, Paula commented to Shelley, “She’s got nice tits.”
For whatever reason that was the first that it hit me. I was topless and my hands flew up to cover my breasts in embarrassment. I looked at her as she was covering her breasts the same way except she had on MY shorts and saw both her and Paula smiling from ear to ear. Somehow they appeared more fully clothed than me.
I smiled and shook my head. As angry as I was, later I was sure this would all be very comical. Ushi had gotten to her feet and was standing next to her two friends. She was hunched over, hugging the hat for cover.
I laughed at her struggle for modesty and commented with a grin and a shake of my head, “Cute.”
“All right now.” I stepped back into my Ranger mode and, as the most intelligent of the group, I addressed them authoritatively, “That’s as much clothes as we’ve got to share around.” Putting a dig in at Ushi, “If EVERYONE is now happy, follow me and we’ll either find your clothes or get you something from the Ranger Shack.” And I began leading them back up the path to the Main Trail about two miles away.
Only it wasn’t as easy as that. The four of us were very preoccupied with covering ourselves and I sure no longer looked like a Park Ranger in only panties and hiking boots, covering my breasts with my hands; and the going was slow as every twenty yards or so we would stop to listen for sounds of anyone approaching as none of us, especially me, wanted to be seen or caught in this situation.
As we walked up the path, Ushi kept stepping on things with her delicate bare feet and squealed in pain. Paula and Shelley would try to shush her and crouch down; looking nervously around in case anyone heard, and we’d all have to stop till she felt like moving on, that was till she stepped on something that cut the bottom of her foot.
She started to cry. This girl was the biggest whiner I had ever met. The cut was small and she was hardly bleeding but you would think she had her foot cut off. With all the noise she was making and Paula and Shelley, who seemed to be more embarrassed by their friend’s childishness than their almost nakedness, looked at me with imploring eyes.
I decided the best thing to do would be to give her my boots to get her quiet and moving again. My boots were way too big for her, so I had to give her my socks as well. Suddenly I was now only clad in my panties.
The further we walked the more my own situation became more evident to me. I was a Park Ranger, but now was worse off than the three bimbo’s I had stumbled across as somehow they had managed to get almost all of my clothes. I felt a growing sense of shame begin to erode my authority.
We finally made it to the Main Trail, only another mile to go, and started heading back towards the Park Entrance, Ranger Shack, and Parking Lot. Along the way, I kept checking the sides of the trail for any sign the kids had ditched the clothes or taken one of the overgrown side paths.
I was also keeping my eyes and ears open for any sign or noise of other people. If I got caught like this I would be the laughing stock of Rangers, if I wasn’t outright fired.
Then, as we neared a bend in the trail, we heard a loud chatter of excited voices; male voices, young male voices. My heart skipped a beat and I flushed as I suddenly remembered a Boy Scout troop had scheduled a field hike that day down the very path we were walking on.
As soon as they heard the voices, Shelley, Paula and Ushi ran past me, knocking me flat to the ground and into the woods, leaving me laying alone on the trail... in only my panties!
It’s hard to describe the awful change that came over me in a split-second. I mean, up to then, I had seen myself as the Authoritative Park Ranger even if only wearing white French-cut panties, rescuing the foolish naked girls. Now, all of a sudden, I realized a group of teenage boys were close to seeing me in exactly the same light!
I felt my stomach flutter as I blushed beet red from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes. The first kid came into view around the bend and exclaimed, “HOLY SHIT GUYS, QUICK LOOK AT THIS!” I looked in panic for Paula, Shelley and Ushi thinking they would help me somehow but saw them disappear into the woods hidden from view.
I scampered to my feet and crouched over, covering my breasts with my hands, and turning slightly raised a leg to try to hide the fact I only had on panties. A group of easily a dozen teenage boys burst around the corner. For an instant we froze and stared at each other. Then, strictly out of fear, I took off just like the other three into the woods, only in the opposite direction.
Only it wasn’t as easy as all that as I was barefoot. As I ducked under the low branches of a tree, a limb caught in my pinned-up hair, jerking me back. I struggled, thrashing about to free my pinned-up locks. And over the noise of crashing branches, I heard the boys’ excited voices:
“DID YOU SEE THAT?”
“WOW SHE’S NAKED!”
I twisted harder, reached up to loosen the pins from my hair, and pulled free. But alas! I stumbled forward into yet another grasping branch.
“What’s she doing?”
I was not deep enough into the woods where I was hidden and they could still see me fighting with the branches.
“I don’t have clue but she’s NAKED!”
“Where’s she going?”
“WOW! LET’S FOLLOW HER!” one of them yelled and panic overcame me as I realized I was now just like an animal being hunted.
I was running deeper into the wood! Cold air rushed over my jiggling boobs. The ground alternated from leaves to mud and pine needles as I splashed my way though the woods barefoot and very panicked. I raced for some kind of cover, any cover, blushing furiously. HOW HAD THIS HAPPENED TO ME??? Finally, I reached a dense bush where I could no longer hear the sounds of the boys hunting me.
I waited for a few seconds and did not hear them behind me and started to move backwards. I tripped over a branch into a small creek that was little more than mud. The splash brought my pursuers running and as I scrambled back to my feet, soaked in gunk. I ran right into one of the boys.
He was stunned and stared at my nakedness. Humiliated, I covered my breasts but, before I could take back off, several more ran up.
“UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE!” one exclaimed. “WOW!”
Surrounded by the boys the nightmare got worse when one said the words I dreaded, “LET’S STRIP HER.” They needed no more urging and I was wrestled to the ground alternating between trying to get away and clutching onto my panties. It was a losing battle. Fortunately, and it was a very weak fortunately, they were more interested in groping and fondling me all over and getting my panties than holding me down and I was able to kick free. I ran off into the woods as I heard a deeper male voice calling for them. I assumed it was the Scout Leader who thankfully showed up when he did because, after running now completely naked for a hundred yards or so, I stopped and turned and did not hear them pursuing me.
I was in shock at my situation and wiped tears out of my eyes. I was absolutely degraded, having lost ALL my clothes in MY park. I had no identification, no keys for the guard shack and, worst of all, no dignity. I felt like a complete and total fool.
After about ten minutes of self-pity and not hearing or seeing anyone else, I started to walk back towards the parking lot, guard shack and, I hoped, safety. I realized I’d lost the girls! Paula, Ushi and Shelley were long gone, but what was awful, I was supposed to be rescuing them and besides, they were wearing my clothes! If I never saw the three of them it would suit me just fine.
It was getting dark and the bugs were starting to bite and I was getting worried. I stayed off the trail to avoid any and all possible contact with others.
Then, in the distance, I thought I heard their voices. Yes, it was them deeper in the woods. Fearful of being seen, but anxious to rejoin them, I started running in that direction, hugging my breasts for some kind of cover, shamefully aware of complete nakedness as I scampered through the woods.
At last, I saw the tops of their heads in the distance, huddled in the dark shade of a grove of trees. I ran faster through the brush, feeling thorny branches on my legs, but I didn’t care. I HAD to get back to the girls!
Too late, I discovered that the heads I saw were NOT what I thought! As I came crashing through the brush into the grove, I tripped over a root and fell to my knees -- right in front of a couple of College Boys drinking beer and passing a joint!
Worse yet, as I straightened up I lurched forward, practically thrusting my breasts into the face of the guy nearest me. He gave me a slow, befuddled grin, then reached up and “honked” my left breast!
“Got Milk?” he grinned.
Fortunately they were too drunk or stoned to follow me. I don’t know how far I ran till I felt safe. Or how long after that I searched through the woods working my way slowly to the parking lot, looking for the three girls. I know it couldn’t have been that long, but it felt like hours I spent scampering through the trees, naked now, and terribly humiliated, my hands covering my breasts and pussy in a weak act of modesty as I darted coyly about looking for Shelley, Paula and Ushi.
At last I found them, close to the spot by the lake where I’d first seen them. But as I came shyly out of the bushes completely naked, with mud smudged all over and with leaves stuck in my tangled mess of hair, exhausted and dreadfully embarrassed, I saw THEY were GETTING DRESSED!
“Hi, Ranger Lady,” Paula smiled at me as she buttoned a light blouse over her torso. With my pants still on, and a pair of sandals, she was now respectably and fully attired. “We found our clothes!”
“Some of them, anyway,” Shelley said as she pulled a pair of pants up over her beautifully sculpted black ass and tucking my uniform shirt into them, also now fully clothed.
“Enough to get back out to the Parking Lot, we’ve got more clothes in the car,“ Ushi said as she was donning a sundress that went very nicely with my shoes and socks on her feet.
“Thank God,” I said. “Quick, give me my clothes back!”
“And walk around half-naked?” Shelley arched an eyebrow in disbelief. “What do YOU THINK we are? And besides, what happened to those pretty panties you were wearing?”
“Yeah,” blonde Paula hitched my pants a little tighter around her hips, “we have to walk clear out to the Parking Lot to get to our car, and I don’t fancy doing it looking... well, like some floosy... like you do now!” she said with an air of way too much authority.
“But girls....”
Standing there -- no, I was half-crouching there -- shivering, blushing and brushing bugs away, trying to cover myself with my hands, I suddenly realized they weren’t going to give me my clothes back! And there was no way I could make them!
“Well after all,” Ushi’s Oriental face showed just too much mischief, “I guess when we were stuck naked you did give us something to wear. So here....” and she handed me my hat! “You can wear this and follow us while we go to our car in the parking lot,” she said.
“That’s right,” Shelley smiled, “we can get dressed and give you back your things. Just follow us.”
“You mean walk all the way out to the parking lot with just-just....” I was holding my hat in one hand and still crouching and trying to cover myself with the other.
The irony of the situation was all too apparent. These three now had the upper hand and wanted payback for the laughing, scolding and teasing I had done to them. I had gone from the authoritarian Park Ranger mocking three naked girls, to being a naked humiliated Park Ranger mocked by three fully dressed college girls.
“And isn’t that just how you had ME walk around?” Ushi asked archly. “Now if you want to get your clothes back, come along... come girl... come Ranger Lady.” She slapped her thigh to summon me like I was her trained pet dog while Shelley and Paula laughed at me. If I had any pride or dignity left I sure did not feel it at that moment.
While the girls adjusted their clothes -- half of which were formerly MY clothes -- I straightened up and held the Ranger hat over my breasts and, with my other hand, covered my pussy... which left my round bottom completely exposed! I hugged my Ranger hat over my bosom, and Ushi smiled at the sight of me -- nine-tenths naked, dreadfully embarrassed, and desperately clutching my hat.
“You look SO CUTE like that!” she mocked me back.
The next several minutes seemed like hours as the college girls strode confidently up the path and I tiptoed demurely behind, feeling the mud and leaves of the trail between my toes as I scampered after them, looking nervously this way and that, holding my Ranger hat to my chest, feeling my wet muddy matted hair sweep across my bare shoulders, and all too aware of my bare backside to match! Every time we heard someone coming down the trail in our direction, I squeaked with terror and ran into the bushes, my long, nude legs flashing wildly. The girls would laugh and titter among themselves and a few times EVEN TALKED to the people prolonging my humiliation as long as they could.
They had made their point very clear that I was just an amusement to them after they had gained the upper hand and, like typical teenagers, relished their control over me.
The girls walked slower, to let me catch up, but by the time we neared the Parking Lot, I was gasping for breath and it was almost dark.
Close to the parking area, the girls detoured by a thick clump of tall grass where I could hide. Crouched there, thankful for their thoughtfulness, I waited for them to go to their car. But they paused at the edge of the lot and turned to me, smiling their evil smiles as I hid in the grass.
“We just thought of something,” Paula brushed a stray wisp of blonde hair from her forehead. “What if someone sees you like that while we’re getting dressed?”
“Oh,” I whimpered, “I’d just die. I’ll be in so much trouble if ANYONE saw me naked like this!”
“That’s the problem,” Shelley insisted, standing there smiling with my Ranger shirt stretched taut over her firm black breasts, “you’re NOT naked. If anyone sees you they’ll see that hat and realize you’re a Park Ranger.”
“Or,” Paula chimed in, “they might think you stole it and call the police. Now THAT would be REALLY BAD for you.”
“And you are right, Ranger Lady, you would be in SOOOO Ooo much trouble, and THAT would be REALLLLY Humiliating,” Ushi concluded with an evil grin. “You might even lose your job. Better give us the hat for safe-keeping till we change. You don’t want to get caught in ONLY your Ranger hat.” And she stifled a giggle.
“This way if you are seen OR caught you could say you were just... doing something dumb like skinny-dipping and some boy stole your clothes.”
All three burst out laughing at Shelley’s dig at how the tables turned while I wiped a tear. It was just too awful to think about. But they were right. Trembling terribly and blushing uncontrollably, I tiptoed as close as I dared to the edge of the grass, handed them my hat, my only piece of dignity left, to the smiling girls. They practically snatched it from my shaking hands, and raced across the parking lot as I ducked back into the grass.
Nervously, I crouched there, peeking through the grass as the girls got to an SUV, slipped inside and emerged minutes later, fully dressed in their own clothes. But instead of bringing my clothes over to me, they locked up the van and walked to the Ranger Shack! What were they doing?
As I watched in dismay, they locked the shack securely (using the keys from my pants!) then checked through the Parking Lot till they found My Car! Ushi got in and drove it up next to their SUV, at the far side of the lot, and then all three of them walked back over to me. Their whole demeanor was one of gloating and confidence and I had nothing to fight back with.
“Well, Ranger Lady,” Paula said sweetly, “if you haven’t guessed yet, we’re Pledges from the Omega-Delta Sorority. And this was our Initiation.”
“Y-You mean skinny-dipping?” I asked in a shaky voice fearfully.
“No-o-o,” Shelley’s grin widened, “our Initiation was to get a complete Park Ranger’s Uniform... and boy did we get it!”
“You were so gullible it was ridiculous. Our plan worked to perfection with a silly goose like you, Ranger Lady.”
“Now all we have to do is take YOUR CLOTHES back to the Omega-Delta House,” Ushi sounded close to outright laughter. “Thank you so very much for being soooo dumb and gullible.” They were right. I was dumb and gullible and paying the price for it. I wanted to call her a BITCH and slap the silly smile right off her face but, in spite of their mocking me, still realized they were my best chance to escape this mess so could only respond with pleading eyes and a very shaky, “Please don’t leave me like this.”
“Yeah,” Shelley said,” we really couldn’t have done it without you.”
“B-But you can’t just take all my stuff and leave me here like this!” I quavered. “You wouldn’t!”
“Oh yes we would. It is not OUR fault you were DUMB enough to lose your panties too,” Ushi said. “And we are going to take your car and... who knows? Maybe we’ll go to your apartment and see if there’s anything there we like.”
“Oh please no!” I begged. “Don’t leave me here like this! I’ll do anything!”
“W-e-l-l,” Paula considered, “it may be that since we get points for bringing in a Ranger’s Uniform, we’d get even more points for bringing in a real live naked Ranger....”
“Yeah Wow,” Shelley nodded. I could see her evil brain thinking. “Someone to go through the rest of Hell Week in our place. Someone to serve the Sisters, and generally be at everyone’s beck and call....”
“And completely naked the whole weekend,” Ushi added triumphantly. “Wait here, and then turning to me she said, “Now don’t run off and get lost like some silly little naked... BIMBO.”
I was thinking BITCH but just cowered in the bushes as she walked over to the SUV and got on a cell phone.
She came back happy as could be. “The pledge mistress said that if we not only brought back a complete Ranger uniform but also the... how did she say it... oh yeah, the Ranger Lady butt-naked, we would go down in history as the smartest pledges ever.”
Paula looked at me and, with an evil grin, said, “Gee that would make you....”
“THE DUMBEST RANGER EVER,” Ushi finished her sentence as they burst out laughing at me.
“And the best part,” Shelley started to say as she paused for effect, “...they took a quick vote and it was unanimous the naked Ranger Lady can take all our places during hell week.”
The three started screaming for joy at the last part and jumping up and down.
“Well, Ranger Lady, what do you say?”
“You mean NAKED Ranger Lady,” Ushi corrected her.
My choices were both awful. Stay naked in the park till found or go with the three dippy sorority pledges and do hell week for them. I was mulling the options over when Ushi said, “She can’t decide, let’s go.”
“Wiggling the cell phone Shelley said, “Yeah, it’s probably for the best. The police, newspapers and probably everyone on the call list we took from the Ranger Shack will be here in a little while anyway.”
The implication was clear they were going to be busy calling everyone they mentioned to destroy me even further.
I quickly made a decision and yelled, “Wait, I’ll do it!” It sure seemed like the lesser of two evils at that moment.
“Great!” they exclaimed at once.
Shelley pulled my car over but, rather than open a door for me to scoot into, she opened the trunk.
My puzzled expression was answered with her saying, “Silly goose, you can’t ride around IN the car naked. Someone might see plus, with the MESS you are, you’d get it all dirty and filthy.”
She was right. I was a complete mess with my legs all scratched up, and covered in dried mud, leaves and pine needles.
A car was leaving and I waited till they passed, then bolted out from the safety of my bush. I put a foot on a telephone pole used as a parking border to jump over the puddle between the car and me. The pole was slick and in yet ANOTHER feat of self-humiliation, my foot slipped, causing me to fall face first into the muddy water.
I got to my knees spitting out the disgusting water and wiping my matted tangled hair out of my eyes. All three again burst into raucous laughter all at my expense. Shelley at least managed to ask if I was okay.
Paula, on the other hand, laughed, “I wish I had a camera!”
As I climbed into the trunk I felt completely defeated. It was Ushi’s comment that hurt the most.
“She is such a stupid twit.”
This is all I have written so far but I plan on writing about hell week. There are some tips in the story as to what happens.
If you have any ideas as to what you would like to see happen let me know.
Take care,
Blair
THE END
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