A little food first

Tom hadn't even realised he was giving Betsie an order when he told her to get in the car, he was just that excited. He ran back into the house to grab his keys while Betsie slowly made her way to his car. The car flashed as Betsie approached. A second later Tom ran from the house with keys in hand. It took Tom two goes to lock his front door such was his excitement. With great **** Betsie opened the passenger door and got in the car. A moment later the car rocked as Tom jumped behind the wheel as slammed the door shut. "This is going to be so much fun!"

If Tom's enthusiasm was at 10 then Betsie's was at -10. "Yay," said Betsie with complete apathy.

"It's like we're going on a date!"

Betsie's jaw dropped. She was momentarily stunned. She could not believe what she just heard. 'You think I'm doing this out of choice you creep? What fuckin' world do you live in?' thought Betsie. Fortunately for Betsie a voice of reason inside her head answered. 'A world where he could order you to be his girlfriend.' This thought sent a shiver down her spine but it also made her bite her tongue. "Yay." This time it was only at -6.

It wasn't long before they reached the mall but it seemed like an eternity to Betsie. Tom had talked constantly throughout the journey, even Betsie's monosyllable replies were not enough to dent his enthusiasm. When the car came to a stop in a carparking space Betsie psyched herself up. 'It's just a card,' she thought. 'In and out in two minutes. No one will see you. Everyone who knows you is in school.' When her hand touched the door handle Betsie's stomach rumbled. She froze hoping that Tom didn't hear.

"Are you hungry?"

'Fuck!' thought Betsie. "No."

"Then why's your tummy rumbling?"

"It just does, right." Betsie hoped that would be the end of the matter.

"We can get something to eat, my treat."

It wasn't the end of the matter. "No, no! You're fine. Five minutes and we'll be back home." Betsie really didn't want to spent time with Tom let alone time in public.

"Oh I know why you're in a hurry to get back home!" Tom said as he jumped out the car.

Betsie shivered when she remembered what she was going to do before she got a call from her mother. 'Maybe I should take my time,' thought Betsie. 'It's not like he'll make me shag him in the middle of a restaurant, would he?'

Would he?