Trembling and nearly naked in only her bra and panties, Jessica timidly advances toward the final toilet stall. The door makes an awful creaking sound as it swivels inwards to reveal...nothing except what you might expect from a seldom used old public bathroom toilet out in the middle of a big nature park.
“Phooey!”, Jessica pouts, as she stands just outside of the bathroom next to the big lake, considering her options. I probably put two miles or more between me and the car. Thank God the faulty toilet didn’t gobble up my purse, or I’d REALLY be in a fix! I’m sure my phone is still in the car. I only hope it has enough life left, in case I have to call somebody. But who would I call? I don’t know a soul in this town. Maybe this whole fresh air idea wasn’t such a good idea. , she thinks to herself
Considering the number of people she saw on the trails, there is a very likely chance Jessica will meet somebody, whether she travels down the paths back to her car; visits the ranger station just up the trail; or remains here by the lake, where there’s a bathroom, water fountain, and covered picnic table area.
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