The boys from school

A few minutes later, Blake excitedly led Bria and his friends out of the diner and to his waiting car. He had nursed a crush on the blonde beauty for years, and eager to get to know her better, had enthusiastically agreed when she humbly asked for a ride. He could hear Charlie ask her how she liked being a waitress, and her reply that she actually wanted to become an actress. "I've always felt comfortable in front of the camera," she explained.

They reached the two-door car and Charlie made for the front seat, where he had left his backpack earlier. Blake opened the driver's door and slid his seat forward, enjoying the view down her blouse at her ample cleavage as she climbed into the back seat. Charlie grabbed his camcorder from his backpack and was able to get a couple of nice shots down Bria's blouse as Mohammed followed her in from the driver's side, taking an opportunity to flip her skirt up on her as she settled herself into position in the back seat.

"Out of my way!" Omar demanded, knocking Charlie aside and sliding the passenger seat forward and launching himself into the back seat. With Mohammed pushed firmly against her left side, Bria was unable to get out of Omar's way as he 'stumbled' face first into her breasts, and roughly grabbed ahold of one as he apparently fumbled to get oriented. "Ah, what a soft landing!" he laughed, and as he twisted into position to her right, space was so tight in the back seat that Bria's arms were stuck behind the boy's shoulders, forcing her chest straight out ahead at where Charlie had resumed filming. What was worse, Omar's jostling had knocked Bria's breasts up and out of her restrictive dirndl, so that her nipples now barely poked up over the blouse.

"Comfortable, Bria?" Blake asked over his shoulder as he set the car in motion.

"Of course she is," Charlie replied as he filmed the captive beauty queen. "She always feels comfortable on camera!" She smiled shyly as Omar and Mohammed admired her prize-winning assets...