Alana

Both girls refused. Immediately and without giving it much thought, both of Melissa's band mates refused. Melissa knew it was coming, but thought they'd at least thing about it a bit, for her sake.

"Not in a million years." Sonia said. "I can't believe they expect you to do this. It's horrible." Alana nodded in agreement.

"It's not that bad." Melissa tried to paint a good picture without seeming too big a fan. Still, she realized she'd just volunteered information maybe she shouldn't have.

"What do you mean?" Sonia sat up. "Have you done this? Did they make you do it?"

Melissa got quiet, shy even. She hadn't meant to reveal that. But it was too late now. "I... didn't swallow or anything." Sonia shook her head. Alana squirmed in her seat.

A look of total disgust painted itself across Sonia's face. "Mel... sue them. Sue this professor too. Look what they're doing to you. You can honestly sit here and tell me, getting urinated on wasn't that bad."

Melissa felt bad. She'd always been close to Sonia before. She couldn't believe her friend and band mate was judging her like this. "It wasn't." The truth was met with sad looks from her friends. "And you two said you'd do anything to help me." Melissa tapped the script.

Sonia jumped up from the table, her chair screeching against the floor as she went and walked away. Still, both Melissa and Alana thought she'd let out her anger and at least come back. Fifteen minutes later she hadn't returned.

"I don't think she's coming back." Alana hadn't said much all night. She seemed to be sad about Melissa's situation as opposed to angry like Sonia.

"It's okay." Melissa said, taking back her script, realizing that this wasn't going to happen after all. That everything was probably done for, her grade, her chance with John Stone, her friendship with Sonia and possibly the band.

"Here's the thing..." Alana started, reaching her hand out and grabbing Melissa's wrist. "I know I was the one who said we'd do anything to help..."

"But you never expected to be something like this. I understand, really." Melissa didn't want to deal with another denial. It would be better to just have it over with and move on to whatever life she had left. She closed her eyes. She wasn't the type of person to cry, but she felt like it now.

"That's not what I was going to say." Alana squeezed her hand and Melissa's wet eyes opened. "I'm sorry, I was scared and embarrassed and kinda pretending to agree with Sonia just then.... but I'll do it."

Melissa almost didn't hear at first. She certainly didn't believe. Could Alana be saving her? Her friend nodded, her frizzy brown hair bouncing as she did, and cracked a smile. Melissa cracked a smile back. Her heart started to leap and her pussy started to tingle.

"Under one condition." Alana added. But at this point Melissa didn't care. She'd accept any condition. "I can't just do this in a room of strangers for the first time tomorrow. First I want to... um... practice."

"Practice?" Melissa started to feel that same warm sensation of horniness flow over her.

"Yes." Alana seemed nervous too, but happy to help. "With you... whenever..."

"Now!" Melissa heard herself blurt out without even thinking about it.

Alana looked around, seeming somewhat unprepared for the suggestion. The bar was practically empty "Now? Here?"

And actually Melissa hadn't meant here in the bar. She'd intended for the two of them to grab a twelve pack, head back to her place, and piss on each other until the sun came up. But Alana had a good point too.