The Perfect One

Chapter Eight

Foster P.O.V.

 Brittany kept talking on and on. i just kept smiling and pretending to laugh at her horrible jokes. Man, good thing she was pretty. I finished all our work myself while she did nothing but blab. She was actually quite annoying, but still pretty though...very very pretty.

The bell rang and i walked over to Alyson.

"Hey babe."

"Dont call me babe. that's beneth me." she smiled to tell me she was teasing me.

"Okay...ray of sunshine."

"Better,"

I grabbed some of her books for her and we started to waljk out the class room. Brittany ran up behind us and stood in between us. She turned to allyson and told her,

"Oh sweety! You have some hideous green thing stuck in your teeth! How embarrassing!"

I looked and didnt see anything. Alyson turned red, looked at me, then ran down the hall to, the bathroom I assume.

Brittany turned to me now and said

"How gross."

"I didnt see anything"

"It was back up in there. anyway come with me! i want to show you something"

"Wont we be late for class?"

"This is studdy hall"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall, up the stairs, and to a back part of the school that looks like a lot has never been used before. The lights were off and there were cobwebs in the corners and crevices. She opened a door that said Faculty and staff only and led me inside. The room was empty except for a broom, trashcan, a couch, and a table. She turned on the light and I asked,

"Wha---"

"This was back when the school enrollment was much higher. no one ever comes back here."

"So why did you bring me here?"

"I have a suprise for you"

She opened one of the droors, took out a key, and locked the door. then she droped the key down her shirt.

"Go get it"

She said. I looked around and realized there was no other way out. No windows, no nothing.

"Here. I'll make it easier."

She pulled off her shirt and I could see the key poking out from the edge of her bra.

"Uh. No thanks. If you could kindly just unlock the door for me."

"You must not get the game Foster. I will do something for you if you do something for me."

"What do you want?"

"Unzip me."

She said turning around and motioning to her tight mini skirt. I had no other  choice. I unzipped it and she stepped out off it. She turned to face me and I said,

"Can you unlock the door now?"

"Not yet."

She walked up to me and i started backing up. I tripped and fell onto the table. She laid on top of me and I could see the key about to fall out.

"Get it foster. Get the key." she said

 I hope to god nobody comes around here, it would be embarrassing. I reached for the key and Brittany quickly grabbed my zipper and unzipped it. She grabbed my pants and pulled them to the floor, so much for getting the key. I ask,

"What are you doing, I was about to get the key,"

"I never said I was gonna make it easy for you..." she smiled deviously.

I walked over to her and she pulls the key out her bra and attached the key to the bottom of her thong. She smiled wider and I was thinking of how to get it without touching her skin... There wasn't a way... By now we were both naked and if anyone saw it would make a difference if I touched her, when I didn't want too...

"Okay, I'll get it" I say as I reach to get it, I have it and unlace it from her thong and I hold it high with a wide grin, I was free!