She stepped off of the bus and felt the fading sun hit her face. The heat touched her skin and in that split second She reveled in the sun. Refocusing and suddenly hyper aware of just how dirty She truly was. Her ponytail was dusty and matted from repeated removal and application of her batting helmet. The white Jersey was covered in sweat, dirt, and mud. Her black pants and blue socks were the worst. Having slid into bases, dove for balls, and at one point just flat out sat down in the mud. The result was a giant rip in the left legs of her favorite softball pants and a dirty crusty layer of dried mud. The rip didn’t show much thanks to her sliders but the dirt certainly had taken advantage of the access to her bare skin.
She hefted the full draw string bag she held further onto her shoulders. Then stepped away from the bus and took in her surroundings. They had never stopped at this mall to eat before but it didn’t matter because there was a lot of food options and a bathroom…. The bathroom, She had to pee. She had to pee so bad. Moving like a mad man for the restrooms and calling over her shoulder to anyone in ear shot. Leaving the rest of her team stumbling off of the bus and a few following her lead toward the restrooms.
The out door food court at the mall was lit with the early sunset and twinkling lights. A small amount of people dotted the view. The food itself ranged from nice restaurants to fast food. She wondered to herself if she might be able to get a steak ordered and eaten before the bus left. Her desire for food was quickly shoved to the back of her mind as she winced at her full bladder. Picking up the pace she followed the signs that directed her to the left and down an alley to the public restrooms. The alley directly connected with another side of the parking lot. The parking lot completely surrounded the food court and the outdoor mall. The mall was very nice and so were the bathrooms. The women’s bathroom was lined with stalls, big mirrors, and bright lights. She quickly took the largest stall as her own and began peeling off the compromised uniform. The large stall was labeled handicap but it had its own mirror and sink. God could punish her later for using a handicap stall, right now she just needed to find some resemblance to clean. It was worse than She had originally believed. Her left leg was coated in the same thin crust her pants were covered in. She had dirt caked in between her toes and even in between and under her breasts. When She finally stripped her sliders and thong, a cloud of dust ringed her body and settle to the floor. She piled all of her dirty clothes in a ball in the corner of the stall. Then sat straight on the toilet completely nude. Taking her time she focused on relaxing so that she could release her extended bladder. This took time because her body was immediately resistant to the cold of the bathroom. Finally peeing She turned her attention to the noise her fellow teammates made as they shuffled in and out of the bathroom. Using the restroom and changing. Just as She was, they were attempting to get comfortable before eating and suffering the long bus ride home.
Finishing up she washed her hands and then began to rummage through her draw string bag. Pulling out a clean wash cloth that had found its way to the bottom of the bag. Wetting it in the sink She then began to give herself a wipe down. Starting with her dusty privates She wiped in between her labia’s and over her clit. Rinsing in between wipes and attempting to remove the dust that turned to mud with any contact from her wash cloth. As She worked her inner thigh down She acknowledged how long this was going to take. She worked roughly leaving the skin red were She stripped the dirt. Finally finishing her feet She rinsed the cloth and started on her abdomen. The bathroom was beginning to empty as She continued to work the dirt from her skin. She heard one of her teammates call her name. “Stephanie, Stephanie, are you in here?” The voice was Amanda, the teams assistant. She helped the coach with scheduling, equipment, and kept track of the scores at every game. I responded “I’m in here”. Amanda came just outside my stall door. If she had wanted to she could have peaked through the cracks and seen me completely naked and still dirty. “Coach needs your help back at the bus”. “I am kinda busy, can it wait until after I get changed?” Amanda huffed and responded “I don’t see why not, he didn’t give me any details just told me to pass the message on”. She swiftly agreed to Amanda’s annoyed response stating She would be there as soon as She could. Coach, better known to Stephanie as Bill, was probably just itching to get the midterm math grades finalized. Being his teachers aid for the past two semesters had been one of her favorite parts about senior year so far! She had already finished the classes she needed to graduate. So, taking his class as a TA allowed her to stay on campus and finish out her senior softball season.
She quickened her pace, roughly cleaning her breasts and arms as quickly as She could. Finally satisfied at being cleaner, She started to brush the dirty mats out of her ponytail. Giving up She undos the hair tie and lets her tangles fall around her face. Roughly She ripped through the knots and managed to find herself still dirty and nude with the glory of all her tan lines starring in the mirror. She took a second to admire her back and ass. Wishing she could reach the rest of her back. She took one more look before roughly and rapidly taming her hair. She pulled out her change of clothes and dry shampoo. Generously coating her wavy dirty blonde hair with the shampoo. Flipping her hair over and applying more. She rubs her fingers over her scalp massaging the product in and melting the tension in her head. She’s shaking her hair at the roots before flipping the blonde main over and behind her head. Satisfied with the hair disaster now only being a hot mess disaster she start to rummage through her clean clothes. Realizing she doesn’t have a spare bra or panties, She sighs and eyes the dirty clothes in the corner. Deciding to not submit to the desire for modesty, She leaves the dirty bra in the corner and throws her just to tight t shirt over her head. Her nipples erect from the rough cleaning and the cold bathroom air poke through the academy v neck. As she shimmies on her running shorts she remember her jacket is tucked away on the bus. Since She’s going that way anyway the lack of bra falls off of her shoulders. She begins to take everything out of her bag and puts the dirty ball of clothes in the bottom. Her simple black worn thong falls to the floor and ends up on top of the toiletries. She’s ashamed at how dirty the strip of cloth is. As she double checks the stall and heads for the exit an idea forms in her head. Instead of walking through the now busier food court to get to the bus She can just walk around the parking lot! Acting on the thought She heads further down the alley towards the cars. In her mind this route is perfect. She won’t have to awkwardly hide her chest as She passed through the crowd. In truth She was ashamed of her bra-less breasts. They are not overly large but they are big enough to be easily noticed.
As she walked She enjoy the lights of the city replacing the sun. Phoenix, though far from her home town resides in the same state. The state of Arizona has been home to her since She moved here her freshman year of high school. She loves the dry heat and craves the sun. Ever since She moved the weather has always been her first go to when speaking of Arizona to distant family. She missed her family, her cousins and grandparents. She couldn’t wait to see them this… She was snapped out of her train of thought by a noise. Searching around to see the source of the noise she spotted an older gentleman getting out of his car.
She internally scolded herself for being so unaware and jumpy. Still uneasy she noted that this walk was taking much more time than she would have liked. It was starting to get dark and the lights in the parking lot had not yet turned on. Trying to think positive she kept walking the path outside of the outer walls of the mall, through the ever growing darkness. Still worried with a feeling of unease growing she rounded a bend off the outer wall and spotted the bus. Relief flooded through her and she slowed the pace she had unintentionally quickened… With a jolt she felt hands grip around her mouth and across her chest. Stunned and unable to react she felt her back get slammed up against another body. Seconds seemed to pass as her assailant held her against himself. Enjoying this silent moment of shock, curious to how she would respond. Slowly, with the hand wrapped around her chest, he fondled her right breast. Intending to appreciate both breasts more he flipped her around, using his whole body to pin her in between the outer wall of the mall and his tall thick body. She now faces him, her petite curvy form pressed and pinned. Her long small throat held with one large unwavering hand. They make eye contact and he feels a thrill as he sees the defiance in her eyes. Her reactions turn back on and she started to fight. Attempting to bite at the wrist in front of her and kicking at his dick and balls. He leans his massive leg across her curvy thighs and crushes her into the wall. He increases the pressure on her throat making her gag for air. In response her hands dart up to her throat in a desperate attempt to pry off the hand that threatens death. Attempting to pry, attempting to breathe, and failing. Everything starts to go dark in her vision and She goes limp. The Man takes his time admiring his catch and loosening his grip around her throat. Then he slightly turns his body as he reaches into his pocket. His catch surprises him with one last attempt. She hits the elbow extended in front of her as hard as she can with two little fists. Thrusts her head out and just as his hand lands in her mouth she bits down hard. He doesn’t scream but she feels a stab of pain in her right arm… she struggled to fight, struggled to stay lucid, struggled as fuzz creeped over her vision and everything went dark.
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