Lauren catches up

Lauren hurried after the others, feeling a **** fear at the idea of being left behind. One hand over her chest, one cupped over her crotch she ran with tiny steps, an awkward hobbling shuffle as her bare feet hit the ground. She pushed past a group of joggers (who blatantly laughed as she passed to find them moving into the limo that had once been Lauren's and now was Vanessa's.

Vanessa, her friends and David turned smiling as Lauren hurried up to them. Vanessa rolled her eyes at Lauren's improvised clothing, but found it so inefficient at really covering much she didn't feel the need to take it. David watched her wide eyed, a bit hypnotized by the rhythmic jiggle of Lauren's legs and body as she hurried.

She ended up huffing by the limo, struggle to keep her improvised bag clothing over her sensitive bits.

"The limo's all full!" May complained.

"No problem," Vanessa said, and then turned to David.

"You mind if Lauren ride's on your lap? I hope her big butt doesn't crush you!" Vanessa joked as Lauren gawked.

"Sure," David said coolly. In reality he found his heart racing at the idea as he piled into the limo of bikini clad babes...

"Coming Lauren?" Vanessa asked.