Things get worse...

Samantha starts talking and I feel the eyes of people move away from me. She's so good a speaker, I could be doing a strip-tease up front and people would still be looking only at her. All around me, people have notebooks out and are jotting down relevant points and interesting statements, and I realize I'm one of the few people there with nothing to write with. Or on. Even Sarah is attentively taking notes. My shame is so great, I'm not even able to concentrate on the speech.

I wish I could. It sounds fun and interesting.

I squirm a little, feeling the dildo press against the seat and moving inside my pussy.

I try not to move, but the juices of my pussy are dripping down my leg. The juices are sticky and itching, but I haven't been given permission to move. I need to do something and soon!

Just as I reach at the limit of my endurance, Samantha turns to me. "Your name is Amanda, right?"

She remembered my name! But now everyone in the hall knows it also. I nod, pleased but ashamed.

"Would you be a dear and get me a pitcher of water and a fresh glass?"

Relieved to be allowed to move around (Sarah had power over me, but she couldn't override someone like Samantha Billinger), I get up and start to walk off to the left side of the hall. The outlines of my nipples are completely visible against my white blouse and the blue skirt is scandalously short, but I'm happy to be given a chance to escape, if only for a few...

The 10-inch black dildo slips out of my pussy and lands on the floor in front of everyone there. My eyes burn with instant tears as embarassment and shame overwhelms me. Crying and bawling like a baby, I run awkwardly out of the lecture hall. I don't know where I'm going. I hear Samantha's voice through the microphone: "I'll be right back," as I open the hall door.

I don't know where I am or where I'm going. I just try to run while wearing shoes with 5-inch heels on them and put as much distance as I can from myself and everyone else.

The shoes slow me down too much. I'm somewhere in the building, but I don't know where. I slump against the wall, wailing and crying.

Finally, when I start to calm down, I see Sarah down the hall searching for me. She sees me and starts to run over, but Samantha Billinger reaches me first.