A ten minute play

The science lab melts away and you are all on the stage of the school auditorium, back in full dress. Lynn tries to figure out what you have planned, but is suddenly distracted by the throngs of students filling the room. They obediently seat themselves and the place is quickly filled up with students and faculty.

Mrs. Taylor, the principal joins you onstage. She takes the podium. "Thank you all for coming and seating so orderly. Today we have a special presentation that I'm sure you will all enjoy. Beside me are your fellow students, Lynn Whitney and Riley Williams. They are here to present to you a play based on the importance of safe sex. Due to the graphic nature of this presentation only the senior students will be viewing this version of the play. If there is anyone who objects to nudity and sexual content, I ask that you leave now."

No one moves. "Well then," Mrs. Taylor turns to you, "you may proceed."

The lights dim and you take your places. Of course, you're making this up on the fly, but Lynn is able to follow your lead with ease. You seat yourself down on a bed found on stage. Lynn sits next to you, willing to play along. She points to her wrist implying the time and mouths 'ten minutes'. You have ten minutes to get her off and the click is ticking right now. No doubt she'll try to stall your advances as part of the act, but that's all part of the game you've set up.

"Gee, Lynn, it was nice of your parents to trust you with the house while they're out of town," you start off, feeling embarassed for how cheesy you end up sounding, ah well, this isn't Shakespeare after all...

"Yeah, but what will we do with the house all to ourselves?" Lynn asks innocently. She's playing up the role of a doe eyed, naive girl to a 'T'.

"Say, how about a game of truth or dare?" you suggest. "You can go first, truth or dare?"

"... dare." Lynn decides, knowing something bad is coming her way.

"I dare you... to strip off all your clothes," you announce. No point in beating around the bush, you've got a deadline to keep. The boys in the crowd cheer in approval.

"I can do that..." Lynn says, devilishly, kicking off her runners. She steps off the bed and begins to sway provocatively. "Bomp bada bump..." she mums as she does her little strip tease. With a badabomp, she wiggles out of her pleated skirt, much to the encouragement of the audience. Her top is next and everyone is exctasic over the cheerleader in her bra and panties. With adept skill, her bra disappears and her breasts perk out. Finally, the panties slip down and are kicked off stage. The crowd is hooting and hollering at the display and Lynn, fully exposed, milks the people for more cheers and she fashions her body in multiple sexy poses.

This is eating away at your time so you take over the act once again. Grabbing Lynn by the waist you pull her towards you, "I can't take it anymore, you've gotten me so hot that I want to make mad passionate love to you!"

There is a "Yeah, fuck the slut, Williams!" from the audience followed by several other calls of encouragement. At least the crowd is behind you. Lynn halts your advances with a hand. "Not so fast," she says, "Now it's my turn... truth or dare?"