"I remember something fun..."

"Hmm I wonder whats you mean?," you reply coquettishly and with a wink.

"Follow me," replies Dave, as you giggle and stumble your way out of prom. Going into the car, Dave starts to drive somewhere; with the drinks you've had, you don't recognize where you are...but was that my house? No...can't be?

Pent up by the teasing Dave has done to you combined with your ****-induced judgment, you are so fuckin' horny. Your right hand slides down to your mound, only to be frustratingly halted by your sexy red dress, and your black lace panties. Dave has taken notice, and takes it upon himself to lend a hand under your dress.

The closer his hand gets to your wet panties, the wider your legs spread in his small car. You close your eyes in pleasure, as you bite your lip and anticipate his fingers inside your panties.

...but..."Wait a minute...what's this plastic wrapper doing in my bra?" you ask yourself before you can succumb to his touch.