Of course!

The first bump sent her top slipping right down showing a ton of bra and cleavage. As the ride lowered ready for the next climb, I saw the boys had phones out recording. A wave of guilt washed over me. *This is my fault,* I berated myself silently. *Pushing her into this.*

The very first bump had her top slipping further; as the ride continued, even more skin was exposed and nipple bumps started too. Each bump made her breasts bounce wildly underneath her thin tank-top. Her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric now.

The ride finally lowered down to the starting platform and the attendant walked down the row unlocking the safety bar.

"That was fun!" She said oblivious. "Let's go on another!" Chloe bounced with energy.

My eyes darted back towards where those boys stood. They weren’t even trying to hide their phones anymore - all four were recording videos. A strange pulse quickened in my throat – that forbidden thrill again.

When we finally exited, I kept walking briskly past that spot without making eye contact. But as I glanced sideways, I saw one of the boys—the tall blonde—catch my gaze for a fleeting moment. There was something unspoken in his eyes—a recognition, maybe even… amusement. The air crackled with it before he looked away to show something on his phone.

They were huddled together, watching something on someone's phone screen. Laughing. High-fiving each other. I felt a surge of… satisfaction? No, not entirely. A deeper sense of guilt, tangled up with the thrill.

Chloe bit her lip and shrugged, but it didn’t seem like she was totally happy - maybe she noticed how the tall boy seemed to be looking at *me* rather than her?