REAL Old Fashioned: a BMW & GMW Spanking Story

Ch. 4/ P. 2: Sneaky Maya

Maya was the first one out the door when the last bell rang. She was so pumped about this new guy. Riley tried to catch up. They quickened their pace to reach Lucas's locker before he could get there. Maya leaned against it with her hands halfway in her pockets, looking all cool. Riley attempted to do the same but missed and fell on the floor. 

"Oh, hey there...again!" Lucas said. "Oh, let me help you up..."

Lucas helped Riley up. They locked eyes. Riley felt a tingling sensation in her hands. 

"Hey..." Maya then locked eyes with Lucas. It was like she was staring into his soul. Subtlety was not her strong suit. Riley was way outside her comfort zone, embarrassed at Maya's abundant confidence. 

"So..." Lucas put his hands in his pockets and shifted a little. 

"So...what are you doing after school today?" Maya chirped.

"Oh, well, not much. Maybe just a little sight-seeing, getting familiar with the area." 

"Ooo! Can I be your tour guide?" Maya was so excited; she could hardly bear it. 

"Yeah, that'd be fun! But who would drive us? I don't have a license yet."

"Well, you're in luck. I've got mine." Maya lied. Riley jabbed her friend in the rib cage and glared. Maya just glared back.

"Oh, so then you could pick me up? How does 9pm sound? I like to see the city lights at dusk." The comment made both girls blush a bright shade of pink. 

"Yeah, that'd be great! Just give me your address and phone number, and I'll make it happen." Maya was too eager to hide her obvious glee. Riley jabbed her again, silently reminding her that it would be violating her curfew. Maya didn't care. She had to get closer to this guy, at any cost. 

"Cool! Thanks, Maya, Riley. See you then. Don't forget." Lucas gave a small grin. 

"I would never forget...never." Maya watched as Lucas strolled away. 

"Maya! What do you think you're doing? You do realize that you do not have a license and your curfew is 9pm?" Riley always kept her parental voice close by in case of emergencies like this.

Maya shrugged. "I'll take the risk...what's the worst that could happen?" 

"You die. I die. We all die." Riley was as serious as ever, with her eyebrows raised, hands on hips. 

"Oh, we'll be fine. Teens like us do this stuff all the time. You get off easy for doing illegal stuff when you're young. Ask anyone. Might as well live it up now."

"Well, you do what you want, but I'm not going."

"C'mon, Miss Goodie Goodall. Just this once, do something daring. Make your mark on this world!"

"I will when it's called for, Maya. I don't want to get in trouble. I don't want you getting in trouble either, but it's your life. You do what you want." 

"It sure is my life, and I'm going to enjoy every minute of my sweet freedom. Life is sort of good right now, Riley. I don't want to miss out on living it to its max."

"Alright. It looks like I can't influence you to make a better choice."

"And I can't make you have fun. It looks like we're at an impasse...Hey, will you cover for me?"

"You know I will...even though I hate it very much." 

"You are the bestest friend in the world, Riley."

"I know..." Riley endured Maya's torturous squeeze. "Make this stop..."

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