Oh yes she does.

John, Lisa, Carrie, and Henry continued talking. Kate eventually did contribute to the conversation too, but she quieter than the others. I just sat there frozen as Kate’s hand slipped further inside my dress, rubbing my thigh softly.

"...Well I know for a fact that the dance is going to be a blast! Alicia is making sure everything will go perfectly!" Carrie said responding to something I didn't hear.

Lisa turned to Henry. "How about you Henry? Did no one really ask you to the dance? That's kinda of pathetic," Lisa said, looking Henry up and down, in disappointment.

"Aww man, it wasn't like that! A chick from Art class asked me, but I turned her down. I really thought Carrie or Alicia would ask me to go," he said half pouting.

"You know what they say, dude... A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush," John said laughing. The girls laughed too.

I didn't laugh. I was too focused on Kate's hand inside my dress. She moved from rubbing to grabbing my thigh, she was really... Affectionate, I guess.

When her hand started to move higher up my leg, I panicked. I jolted in my seat and then John (who was by my side) turned to look at me. I quickly placed my purse on my lap, covering the slit of my dress and Kate's hand.

John didn't seem to notice anything strange and they all just kept talking.

Kate's hand was very close to my special place, squeezing my thigh. Soon it came in contact with the light fabric of the lingerie I was wearing.

Kate wasn't looking at me, but I could see that she had raised an eyebrow as her fingers began to feel the fabric of my underwear. She was gently caressing my pubic area, which was completely bald. I think she could tell that by now.

This is not how I wanted her to find out...

Nevertheless it was heaving a strong effect on me. I don't think anyone noticed me blushing deeply yet.

"...Right, Erica?!" Henry exclaimed, asking me for an option on a question I didn't hear from a conversation I was not listening to.

They were all looking at me. The purse on my lap probably made people think Kate just had her hand on my thigh. If only they knew...

Feeling a drop of sweat running down my back, I tried to play it cool. "Yeah, absolutely!"

Everyone looked shocked. Everyone but Henry, who seemed exhilarated. "SEE?!"

Carrie's face turned from surprise to a naughty smile. "So you really think the art project that got Henry suspended was magnificent?!"

Lisa interrupted. "It's obscene! It was just a high resolution picture of a spread pussy with an engorged clitoris. A big one! Fully erect, like the slut had just furiously masturbated."

Oh shit, they were talking about the picture Henry took of me all those days ago. My face was burning hot, but I couldn't back down now. Not from the shame of my reply or from Kate, who was still running her fingers under my dress.

"I...Yeah... For sure... What Henry did was... Art... I guess..."

Henry seemed very content with himself.

Lisa continued talking. "Oh, so it's art now? I guess you'd even hang it on your wall then."

I tried to stand my ground. "I... I would!"

Lisa looked down on my lap, where my purse was covering Kate's hand under my dress. She looked at Kate's arm and raised an eyebrow. "Alright Erica. If you say so," Lisa said, ending the conversation. She didn't usually let things go. Was she onto me?

Then a moan escaped from my lips. "OawwwwnNNNNN." Kate's hand had just flicked my clitoris, which was fully out of it's hood. I involuntarily moaned but tried to play it off as something else. "...IGHT TO REMEMBER!"

Everyone looked puzzled, like I was some crazy person.

"IS WHAT THIS DANCE WILL BE... Right guys?" I continued

They just laughed it off. "Yeah, I guess it will." Then they began to talk about something else.

Conversations went on as Kate worked her fingers inside my lingerie. I looked at her with begging eyes but she wasn't looking at me. I had both my hands over my purse, trying to hide what was going on.

At one point, with her left hand, Kate put her own purse on my lap, too. I don't think people knew what was going on.

I was breathing fast. I was very much still horny from before. Kate had my clit between two of her fingers and was rubbing it gently.

Oh God, what was she going to do to me? I was going to orgasm in the middle of the limo right before we reached the dance.

I closed my eyes. . . I knew I wouldn't be able to bear the looks of everyone staring at me if I came... When I came...

I was breathing faster and faster, and I was beat red on top of that. Kate was showing no signs of mercy as she rubbed my engorged clit faster. I couldn't even beg her because I was afraid if I opened my mouth, an obscene moan would escape my lips.

I was getting closer... Oh God, I could feel it coming... For the second time today, I feel it coming... I bit my lip hard. Oh God, I was going to...

She suddenly removed her hand from under my dress and I opened my eyes, not understanding what was happening.

"We're here," Kate announced, licking her fingers.

Oh... I... I was so close. I... I couldn't finish myself off... not in front of everyone.

Oh my God, Kate was driving me nuts! Why did she do that to me?

My mind was in a haze as I walked out of the limo. Everyone was talking about how beautiful the school entrance (decorated for the dance) looked but I couldn't concentrate on anything. I walked, hugging Kate's arm to help me walk without falling on the high heels, and all I could think about was how I really wanted to finally orgasm.

Why did the girls like to tease me so much?

Kate helped me walk, as if we were a couple and whispered in my ear. "Not yet, honey."

I didn't understand what was happening anymore, but my nipples were painfully erect under my dress, and I could only think about finding myself somewhere private before I exploded...