"My outfit is not adventurous," I insisted, "and neither am I!"
"That remains to be seen," Lisa replied. "Sandals!"
I remained defiant. "No." My response might have been a little bit more influential if I wasn't trapped between two girls preventing me from moving.
On my right side, Lisa started to run her hands over my leg. Carrie chimed in on the other side, mimicking her. Lisa's hands transitioned from my where my shirt covered my upper thighs and shorts to my exposed thighs. I wanted to ask her to stop, but couldn't bring myself to do so.
Down my calves their hands continued. The situation was reminding me of the high school assembly meeting I had to sit through where Lisa had her way with me. The snaps on my sandals were undone, and the buckles loosened. Suddenly, the shoes were pulled from my feet and Lisa and Carrie straightened up in their seats.
Carrie tossed the sandal she claimed to Lisa. As it passed in front of me, I tried to grab it, but missed. Lisa now had both sandals in her hands. "Is it getting hot in here?" she asked me.
"I feel fine," I responded.
Lisa opened the window and then turned back to me. "Now that your shoes are off, I wonder how much more adventurous you are." She grinned at me. "Take off the shirt, Erica!"
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