Dana

It's at least another half hour before someone bashes through the door. By now Chris has finished having her wicked way with you, but you're still exposed.

Your heart drops when you see who it is: Dana, the school bully. This psychopath is infamous in the school for her notorious and often cruel pranks. What could she be doing here?

"Damn!" Dana says. "You couldn't wait to get home?"

"That's exactly the problem," Chris says. "We can't go home. We were stripped and **** out into the hallway by those goth bitches, Harriet and Ava."

Dana rolls her eyes. "Oh, those two. Yeah, they've been on my shit-list since I came to this fuckin' place."

You are so confused. Since when is Dana this friendly with anyone?

Chris notices your confusion. "Oh, Sam, this is Dana. We've been friends since grade school. Dana, this is Sam, my best friend." She blushes. "And, I guess, my boyfriend."

You can barely breathe. The sex was one thing, but now it's official. The girl of your dreams just called you her boyfriend.

Dana stares down at you, and you notice her gaze hang onto your crotch. "Well, hello there!"

You cross your legs and nervously wave. "H-Hey, Dana."

"So, lemme guess," Dana says, "you want some new clothes to get outta here."

"Please," Chris says, "There are still clubs going on. We can't get out without them seeing us."

Dana chuckles to herself. "God, this is too rich. Alright, I'll help you on two conditions. One: I want full details on Sam's performance. Gettin' it on in a closet has got to be hot."

Before you can object, Chris nods her head. "Deal."

"Chris!" You scold.

"What?" Chris asks. "I tell her everything. We're friends. Besides, I loved it."

That makes you feel better.

"And two," Dana says, "I want personal **** on those goth broads. Nobody fucks with my own and gets away with it."