Follow Amanda into the gas station

You decide to follow Amanda into the gas station. Maybe you can take this opportunity to apologize for earlier, or at least grab some snacks. Leaving Claire in the car with the window cracked, you walk to the gas station in the strut adopted by all human beings who have spent a long time in a car.

Upon entering the gas station, you notice Manda at the back corner by the chips. You also notice that the station attendant, in a perfect epitome of his trailer trash life style, is watching wrestling on a little TV with headphones. If you wanted to buy something you’d probably have to shout to get his attention. You head to the back where Amanda and wave to get her attention, catching the back of chips she throws at your head in response.
“You pervert,” she says “Are you and Lacey even dating? Or can you not even sit through a car trip without any sexual contact?” She doesn’t seem legitimately upset, just a little pissed at the idea of two of her friends trying to get it on in the back of her car. You decide to try and lighten the mood.
“C’mon baby,” you say in your best ‘greasy’ voice “You know I gotta big sexual appetite.”
“Oh, really? I’m surprised you can even stand here talking to a girl without jumping her.” As she says this, she runs her hand down your arm, as if to aggravate the situation. You start to get the feeling that you two aren’t kidding around as much as you had originally planned, but for the sake of awkward comedy, you continue.
“Well, it’s pretty difficult, actually…” you mutter. She still hasn’t taken her hand off of yours.
“Maybe I could help you out a little.” Before you have time to respond, she grabs you by the belt loop and pulls you into the corner with her.

Slowly, but with a sort of deliberateness, she slips behind you and slides her hand down the front of your jeans. For the moment, she stops her advance and just runs her fingers across the bare skin of your thigh. Her fingers, are a little cold, causing you to back up into Manda. You sink into her and let her take over, but at the same time you nervously glance at the still oblivious gas station attendant. While he can’t possibly see you two at this angle, you realize that there are probably mirrors or security cameras placed around the store. This idea only seems to excite you more, along with Mandy’s hand sliding down into your boxers. Rubbing the palm of her hand up and down the bottom of your shaft, she explores your body with her fingers, all the while nibbling on the back of your neck.