Kate drove to the edge of town and parked in a little lot near an abandoned factory. The walls were covered in graffiti, and you recalled hearing some of the shadier guys at school talking about parties that happened inside the building every once in a while.
Once parked, Kate hopped into the back seat with you and you both resumed what had started in the changing room. She kissed you, pushing on top of you until you were laying down. Her breasts squished against yours and one of her hands slipped under your sweatshirt to squeeze your breast.
Your own hands remained frozen, hovering in the air. Kate seemed to notice and you felt her lips twist into a smirk. She guided one of your hands onto her ass and you squeezed it. She huffed a laugh between kisses and then stuck her tongue into your mouth. The two of you made out in her back seat for what felt like hours. Your new body reacted, nipples hardening and pussy growing wet. You pushed your crotch against her and she did the same, rubbing against each others' legs. You wondered if it might go all the way until her phone chimed, playing an annoying alarm. She sighed, breaking the kiss and pulled it out to look at it.
"Shit... 6:30 already?" It had been about quarter till 6 when you had gotten to the abandoned building, so... you had been making out for 45 minutes? "I need to get home for dinner," she said, sounding as crushed as you felt.
"Fuck, really?"
"Yeah..." she said, kissing you again. "But! Could we maybe do something again? Maybe Friday night?"
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