In the toolshed

"Oh my god Dennis, stop touching me!" Lauren squealed.

IN the tiny tool shed, they were pressed naked, body to body in the dark. They were rubbing together like seals, to Lauren's utter horror.

"I... can't!" Dennis pointed out.

It was true. He had nowhere to move.

"Ew ew ew, I don't want your chubby body touching mine you loser!" Lauren shot back.

"Lauren, shut up!" Dennis whispered. He pointed out the ventilation slits in the door. Lauren's eyes widened as she saw the police officer through the slits. Finally, for once in her life, Lauren fell silent upon command. They both stiffened in fear, though they were both extremely aware their naked bodies were rubbing together...