Stuck!

Lauren eagerly moved to get off the table, but something was wrong. Her thighs were cramping, and she couldn't move out of the splits.

"Well? I figured you'd be eager to get down." Charlotte said quizzically. "Unless you LIKE being on display..."

"NO!" Lauren said, struggling to move. "I... I'm stuck!"

Everyone laughed as Lauren squirmed to move. Charlotte tisked, shaking her head.

"Jeeze Lauren, how out of shape are you?" She said, moving around Lauren's front. Lauren's face burned bright red.

"Here, I'll help." Charlotte moved to Lauren's front. She wrapped a hand around Lauren's shoulder, and gripped the other right on Lauren's right breast! Lauren gasped as her enemy's palm encased her bare nipple.

"Gee Charlotte, feel anything good there?" One of Charlotte's crew asked.

"Nah, just a little bug bite!" Charlotte winked, causing an uproar of laughter as Lauren was being grouped by her rival, her body mocked! Charlotte tipped her forward, until Lauren was finally, awkwardly able to bring her legs together and crawl off the table...