Focus on the movie

Jessica shrugged. It was too dark to look for her clothes - when the movie was close enough to being over she could get her backpack, dash out of the room, get dressed in her gym clothes in the hallway, and rush back in to look for her real clothes when the lights came on, and people would at worst be mildly suspicious.

Entranced with the movie, and even to this demented romance she had found herself **** into, Jessica watched the movie and even nuzzled her head into Dylan's, almost liking how his strong arms wrapped around her nude torso.