the door opens.
all activity immediately stops. since you're both on the floor, there's nothing you can really do except for wait while his dick is still touching your organs.
"hello?" a voice asks. the voice is a man's. makes sense considering you're in the males toilet.
you both stay silent, your heart booming out of your bare chest.
"i know you're in here. i just wanted to let you know that the whole class knows you're here. we watched you walk in drunkenly 5 minutes ago."
hmm. this is awkward. i decide to speak up.
"okay. what do you want us to do?"
silence for a second. painful. you roughly know what's gonna happen next and you've just accepted it.
"the teacher said she wants both of you out of there and in the classroom immediately. i guess the punishment is the embarrassment of walking back in."
this time, alex speaks up.
"lucas. could you do me a favor?"
silence again. the tensity is killing me.
"yes"
"if i promise to give you the girl, will you promise to let us out of here and claim that we weren't in here?"
'the girl'? what is he talking about - i'm not an object...?
"alright. as long as you promise to hand her over straight away. other wise it's no deal."
you look down at alex with a frown. he isn't looking at you. he's looking, more staring, at the ceiling. he knows you're looking at him.
"yeah dude, of course. no problem." he replies emotionlessly.
you hear the door open again. then it slams shut due to the poor architects of the door. then it's silent.
you look back down at him.
"why?"
"i was lying to get out of it. i'm not actually gonna give you over or anything."
you lift yourself so that he's not inside of you anymore. you stand up and grab some of the cheap toilet paper that the school provides. you dab it on your thighs and nipples, drying some of the squirt and saliva off.
alex, however, just pulls up his underwear and leaves in a hurry. not even a goodbye.
you don't really know what to do. is he lying? is he telling the truth? all you know is that you're drying yourself up from toilet sex with a guy you met 20 minutes ago.
cum still seeping from your pussy, you put all your clothes back on. while putting your bra back on, you see graffiti on the door.
it reads 'don't you know she's been here all along in a dream?'
eh. who cares. it was definitely some guy who thought he was putting some deep philosophy thoughts onto it. nothing special.
