Colonial Field Trip: There was very little toilet paper in the stall...

She cursed under her breath as her fingers reached for the almost empty roll.
"Ah damn..." joined Jason before giving her an apologetic look. "Sorry again." Leah could see that he really meant it... and still was gawking at her covered face.

Her Stomach clenched at the thought of what she was about to do.
"It's okay. The dangerous side of public fun." She gave him another reassuring smile as she gout up on feet again... and was pulled against the taller man once more.
"You were great anyway." Jason whispered to her and his deep voice sent a shiver down Leah's spine...

Then she opened the door. Whoever had knocked seemingly had given up and looked for another loo, and Leah was insanely grateful for it.
The air cooling the drooping semen on her face made her painfully aware of what she looked like... {if Slut = 100}Like a nasty slut. And if she was honest with herself the feeling was awfully exciting. It almost made her slow her step a bit... almost.{endif}{if Slut = 100}Like a cheap whore. And if she was honest with herself the feeling was awfully exciting. It almost made her slow her step a bit... almost.{endif}

She rushed off to the nearby toilet... and almost pushed the girl who opened the door from inside. She felt ice-cold and intensely hot a the same time.
Had the student caught a glimpse of her?
At least this stall had toilet paper... She cleaned up pretty well then exited the bathroom into the gallery. They continued the field trip with a lot of playful banter. Everyone from PPHS was soon through all the galleries and rushed through the gift shop and then back onto the busses. Leah was ready to be home.