Panic!

A sob escapes Charlotte's lips. "Please no! I-I Swear! I don't know what to do!"

~Heh. If that's your concern I can tell you ALLLL about it! First you run your hands up his thighs until you reach his hard-~

"Please! Stop this! I've never done this before! I'm not ready!"

She hears the thong cackle. ~Did you forget we have company? I believe he just heard that little confession!~

Mortified, Charlotte looks up at the man slowly. He grabs her jaw and forces her to look all the way up at her. "You a virgin, girl?"

Gulping, she shivers. "Uhhhh... N-No! of course not!" Wincing she puts her hands on his knees and start to rub his thighs like the thong mentioned.

"You don't seem so sure. Maybe I should check." The glint in his eyes suddenly has Charlotte feeling like a deer in headlights... Or in a hunter's cross hairs.