No use in turning back

Jane took a long look at her boobs then buttoned up her jacket. Even with the coat, they were starting to slip. She stood in mis belief that her shirt was gone. She burst through the school doors and into the public. She stopped in the middle of the street and looked around. She seemed to be alone. She walked to her parked car. But as she walked, there was a sound of a car coming. She ducked behind a blue Honda. She peeked up to see a teenage boy crawl out of a gray Nissan, in the middle of the street.

The driver closed the passenger’s door. The outsider walked a few feet from the car and the car engine revved. The boy and car ran towards each other and he ran on top of the hood and through the sun roof. The car sped up and rode through the parking lot, occasionally dropping one out or taking him in. It passed the blue Honda and turned again. Jane flew back a bit, causing her boobs to reveal themselves from the coat. The teens kept moving through out the rest of the lot and drove the route again. She found her time to advance and ran to her car, cover to cover.

She eventually found her white Hyundai and waited for the duo to pass again. The roared up, turning into her lane. She got ready to bolt. The car flew past her, fastest yet. She was pushed to a truck behind her. The buttons became undone. The car slowed to a halt. “Did you see that?” Said one voice.

“No. What?” Said the other. The boys exited the car. She saw the chance and ran to her car. Her jacket flew in the wind. Whatever was showing was going to be covered soon enough when she redressed at home. “Wow!” Exclaimed the driver. She tugged on the door handle and searched her pockets. She frantically felt around for the keys. She wanted to check her skirt, but felt her bare skin. She looked down at her pussy through the crevice of her tits. She was stranded in her shoes and jacket. The teenagers looked more or less gone. She looked at the school. There are multiple entrances.