Hang with your friends.*

You all step out of the truck. Quickly, you flatten your skirt and begin to look around. Nobody seems to suspect anything.

"Well, let's go," Roger says, walking to the door to unlock it for the rest of you. Troy follows closely behind, but Alison tugs you back. You look at her and she leans in to whisper quietly to only you.

"You're acting strangely..." she says.. Your cheeks glow and you nod, looking quickly towards the house. You don't want to be considered a slut or anything like that. It isn't like it's your fault. It's then that you notice her pinch the edge of your skirt and lift it. Your eyes widen as you immediately snap the fabric back down against your thigh.

"Ooh~!" She smiles wide. "I knew it. I could tell. You think I haven't done that before?"

You try your best to explain yourself, telling her that it was all a mistake.

"Sure," she replies with a giggle. She winks and makes her way to the house.

You follow behind the rest of them and pray she doesn't ruin your secret.