Make a run for a doorway

"Come on," Laura directed and grabbed your hand pulling you through the rain. You raced along, turning through several streets trying to avoid as much as possible. However, by the time you got to the doorway where Laura pulled you in, you both were thoroughly drenched.

"The bathroom's in there." She pointed to an open door. "Get out of those wet clothes, and I'll put them in the dryer. There's a robe on the door." With that, she dropped her bag and scurried down the hall into another room. "Use the green towel to dry off," she told you as she shut the door.

Leaving your wet book bag with hers, you went into the bathroom and closed the door. Of all the times you and Laura had hung out, you had never been to her house. At least you figured this must be where she and her mother and older brother lived. Obviously, neither of them were home.

As you disrobed, you felt the pen in your pocket and pulled it out.

I'm alone with her - in a perfect place to see if this works - and - even wear her, you thought. A hungry thrill raced through you.