Lauren tries to fight back!

Feel out of place and hopelessly embarrassed, Lauren fidgets, wishing to cover but trying to act casual despite. She avoided looking down, trying not to get reminded of her ridiculous and revealing state of dress. Unsure what to do she wandered uncertainly. She went and sat in a chair, realizing it would cover at least her nearly exposed ass. God, this suit really road up! She grimaced, trying to pick it her wedgie out her ass as discreetly as she could. The snicker behind her told her it had not gone unnoticed. Blushing slightly, she sat. She felt slightly more secure, showing less of herself. She leaned back, nearly relaxing until she saw Britney and Brad talking, obviously hitting it off. This infuriated Lauren. First that bitch had stripped her naked, now she was swooping on Brad? That was it! She'd promised she'd get **** and she was doing it now!

She moved over, trying to stand up on her tip toes to give her a false height. She moved slowly, shimming her hips a little. Britney and Brad faced her as she approached.

"Lauren!" Britney said. "We were just talking about what a wild day it's been!" Britney said. "First I lost my top, then you lost your suit!"

"Yeah, funny," Lauren tried not to glower. "Although, yours was obviously on purpose, why I got stripped by you!"

"I mean, that's not really."

"Just admit it! We can all tell, you are just so **** for attention you gave everyone a free show!"

"Um... Lauren..."

"It reeks of desperation, if you must know." Lauren continued. "Don't you agree Brad?"

"Uh..."

"What? Why are you both stammering?"

"Lauren, you might want to... look down,"