Alison makes you sit on Roger's lap.

"Oh don't be so lame, Jane! Roger doesn't bite." She winks and closes the door behind her. You now have **** but to sit on his lap, and so close to an orgasm, with these pesky undies on! You become frustrated with Alison but realise your hesitation is going to soon make your friends impatient.

You shift nervously as you eye Roger entering his side, and you take a deep breath before waddling towards him. You bite your lower lip at the feeling of movement before lowering yourself onto Roger's legs. A sigh escapes your lips as the door closes beside you.

Alison flashes you a devious smile. Could she possibly see through your lie? Truthfully you know you couldn't be hiding it well. Hopefully nobody finds it suspicious that your face is completely red and that you move very awkwardly.

Nevertheless, you relax as much as you can on the boy's lap despite your burning situation. Troy turns his head to you from the seat and asks you a question.

"You're the one without a seat, Jane. How about you choose where we go? It's only fair."

You breath a sigh of relief knowing the destination is in your hands. You wonder where you could go with friends to not be found out.