She was cold, had no idea where she was, couldn't see with the hood, her cries for help muffled by a gag underneath the hood, and could feel the wetness between her legs at her situation
like my pin-up girl lining in my blazer. (haha just kidding. it's my husband's. I got it for him. and apparently he has real live pin -up girls going through his closet as we speak!) 46F