XXX, or For Whom The Bathroom Stinks
'Um, are you sure this is okay?'
The hesitation in her voice took deeper root as she fully realized the gravity of what they were about to do.
'Shhh... Let it happen, baby.'
Her parched throat hurt and her bladder was terrorizing the rest of her.
With shallow little breaths, she hooked her fingers into the waist of her jeans.
It felt criminal to do this; she was waiting for someone to interrupt.
She always thought she'd be older when... Sigh.
'Hey. You okay?' His voice seemed to hack through the thickets and reach her.
'Oh yeah yes. Yes... Yes.', she breathed.
She spread her feet apart to clumsily yank off the clingy, skinny denim.