Anonymous: Expect Us 🙈🙈🙈

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Disclaimer: this ones a lil lewd so do what you will with that info, btw this is a straight continuation

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Once we arrived at the park Nicole immediately kicked me out. She said it was for her safety and to not take it personally, but, ouch.

Well from her perspective I get it, I mean, I would probably do the same. I wouldn't want someone who's being chased by psychos to stay any longer than they have to with me.

I walked deeper into the trees past the actual park. The park itself was also a trail filled with caves and such. A perfect hiding place if you don't want anyone to trace you, since there's virtually no signal or electricity anywhere. The closest to machinery you get is a occasional water fountain.

Where the fuck am I going to sleep? I am not allowing any bugs the CHANCE to crawl around my pussy. I am way too rich for that. Maybe in a tree? Or maybe in the bathrooms? Bathrooms sound easier to use compared to a tree. I'll just sit on the toilet and wait til I fall asleep, at least I'll have a locked door between me and the world.

After walking for a bit I came across one of the fancy bathrooms with a mens and women's section and shower section. It even had full on doors instead of just those drywall thin stalls you can just crawl under.

This seems good enough. Goodnight world, hopefully some crackhead stabs me in my sleep.

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Wow, I lived.

I woke up the next morning with the biggest sore in my neck, almost like I bruised it. The head wound was bad enough but now it physically hurts to breathe or move my eyes.

I need some fresh air, this place reeks of disappointment and sex.

As I stepped out the stall I finally saw myself in a mirror. I looked horrible! My hair was matted and tangled, and my clothes were ripped up around my joints. My teeth were yellow and I could smell my breathe with my mouth closed, not to mention my armpits smelled like seasoning with dried up deodorant. And my inner thigh area smelled of body oder and sweat from all the chafing I did while running. I reeked of disappointment.

I need a shower. I'll use the soap by the sink if I have to! Hopefully someone left some body wash and shampoo.

As expected, the showers were empty. No sight of any complementary soap, but there was a chewed up hair brush! So I had to use the sink soap, like a peasant.

My skin is going to be so dry after this.This shower is the most uncomfortable shower in my life, and I've showered with my mother at age 16. If a bug pops up I'll just let it kill me.