Dennis looks for Lauren

Dennis emerged out the main doors of the school building. He paused, looking around. He didn't see Lauren about.

"Lauren?" He called.

"Shh!" A harsh whisper came from nearby. Confused, Dennis looked back and forth.

"Where are you?" Dennis asked.

"I'm here!" Lauren whispered.

Dennis saw a cautious hand pop out of the bushes. Ah, so Lauren the debutante was crawling around in the bushes half naked! How delightful. He imagined her on all four, big butt in the air, dirty and nervous...

"You've got to get me out of here!" Lauren demanded in a whisper.

"But how? People are everywhere looking for the streaker!" Dennis pointed out.

It was true. He could see a group of zealous boys going around the parking lot, phones at the ready.

"I don't know, but i have to leave before anyone sees me!" Lauren said.

"You mean sees more of you." Dennis grinned.

"I... just get me out of here!" Lauren said, frustration showing in her squealing whisper...