I'm not her!

         Jessica frantically sloshed around in the thick, dark, goopy mud pit, trying to recover any wearable shred of her skimpy outfit or her barely-there underwear. Unable to salvage any of that, she realized that her purse with all her personal ID, cell phone and other necessaries was also somewhere in this hot, earthy goo.

         At least she still had her new hiking boots on. Still, she was completely naked and covered in quickly drying mud 40 minutes’ drive away from the town she’d only just moved to! None of this was good! When she wasn’t on her knees, desperately fishing in the goop for her purse, slipping around and getting even more covered in mud, Jess could feel the mud drying like a hard plaster along every inch of her naked body.

         The utter impossibly bad luck of it all was just too much for her, and Jess was soon crying at her mortifying predicament. “I-I’ll have find a trail down from the hill to the big recreational vehicle I passed by in the last parking lot back halfway down the hill, or perhaps sneak into the backyard of one of those rural houses I saw down below, and see if the people look friendly and helpful. I know I saw some clothes hanging on the line at one cabin, and it looked like there was a kiddy pool sitting in the backyard of another home. I could get cleaned up there.", Jessica weighed her options carefully now that she found herself nude in boots and covered in mud.