One of those witnesses is here

You realize one of the witnesses is right here in the room, Kathy from the volleyball team. She's also a compulsive gossip -- perfect. You rearrange reality, so she and her partner, Rob, are kitty-corner from Lauren. You also let her forget that Lauren is behind her, hoping that will loosen her tongue. You just let things take their course.

In just a minute, you hear Kathy say to Rob in a low voice, "Did you see Jake making out with Betty Lupinski outside the boys locker room last period? I thought his tongue was going to come out her ear!"

Rob clears his throat nervously, glancing back at Lauren.

Lauren draws a shuddering breath.

"What did you say, Kathy?" she says with a tremble in her voice.

Kathy gasps, turning around with her hand over her mouth. "Oh, my God! I forgot you were there! I'm so sorry!"

"What did you see?!" Lauren demands.

You make sure Kathy tells the truth. "Jake was kissing Betty Lupinski outside the boys locker room, I mean really going at it." Rob nods his confirmation of Kathy's statement.

Tears drip out of Lauren's eyes. "We've only been going out a week! We were going to do it ..." Her voice trails off, but you hear her complete thought.

'... tonight!'

Lauren turns to you and grabs you, crying on your shoulder. Her breasts are pressed into your chest, and her sobs rub them against you. You don't want to interfere too much in her process, but you add one tiny little detail -- all of her skin, but especially her tits, are very sensitive. Immediately, as they move across your shirt, you can feel her nipples getting hard as rocks.

You hold her comfortingly as she cries softly, and you eavesdrop on her thoughts.

'That asshole! He was going to fuck me while he was working on his next conquest! I'm such an idiot! Why did I trust him! Betty Lupinski! Her tits are small and she has an overbite! God, why are my tits just tingling like crazy. She must put out! That's the only thing that he could be possibly interested in her for. How can I be getting wet at a time like this? Well, I'll show him! I'll ... I'll fuck someone tonight! That'll show him what he could have had, if he'd just waited!'

You like where this is going. Lauren sits up from leaning on your shoulder, looking you in the eyes.