Before Melissa can finish, Theresa cuts her off. "Who says you get to pick, tiny? Y'know what? I think just for that, you should kiss my ass!"
Theresa start picking and pulling at her palm. At first it feels like odd, like she's pulling part of her own skin that is partially numb, but Melissa's mind can't wander through it. She slowly feels her fingernails less and less on her own skin, until finally Melissa come loose into her fingers.
"Please Theresa, don't. I'll do all your homework, I'll paint your toenails, I'll-" Her begging is cut off as Theresa lifts her skirt up, pulls her panties back a little, and drops her in. She quickly lets them snapped closed, and pulls her skirt back down.
Theresa wiggles back and forth in the seat a bit, not able to feel Melissa all that clearly. "Guess what shrimp? I just got a new CD, and I think I'm going to take the long way home to listen to it. Enjoy the ride!"
Melissa hears her, then hears music crank as the car starts and starts moving. Soon she is forced to not only listen to the terrible pop music, but listen to her captor's terrible singing along. The worst part though is that Theresa starts dancing around in her seat. Melissa can't even tell where she is and she's flattened, folded, squished, straightened, and who knows what else. The combination of heat, pressure, and noise, not to mention that it is a very hot girl's ass tormenting her, makes it impossible to concentrate. She soon notices that she's still being crushed, but she isn't moving around anymore. However, all the motion makes it impossible to tell where she'd ended up.
After a half hour of this, the car pulls to a stop, and she feels Theresa get out of the car and start walking inside. A door opens and shuts, more walking, and then another door shuts. She hears some rustling, and then light appears again. Apparently they are in the bathroom now, since she sees Theresa with her dress pulled up and panties down, looking over her shoulder into a mirror. Melissa is still dazed and having trouble focusing her eyes, but snaps to attention when she hears Theresa exclaim with wonder, "Holy crap Melissa...
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