I should put my foot down... uh, literally, I guess...

"I, uh, I..." God, this is so... "No, Jess, the door..." Oh, god, do I hear footsteps? "Stop, Jess!"

"I know I put a pair in this drawer..." Just... I'll just put my leg down and... "Here we go!" Hey, my arm! What's... The fuck!?

"Did you just handcuff me to this chair!?" Jesus! I can't... I can't even get up. "And the desk!?"

"Oh, hey guys!" Jeff!? "I was just, uh, coming over to..."

Oh fuck, my skirt, is it still... no, well, mostly no, I guess I should not, not move or, uh, breath too deeply...

"To?" Jess, so casual, like, oh, what, Cindy's handcuffed to this chair? Yes? What about it? Those panties on the floor? Are they Cindy's? Why do you ask? Fuuuuck...

"... to, uh, to see if you guys were studying for the math test tomorrow." Holy fuck he doesn't look suspicious about anything... benefit of the doubt, I guess...

"Oh, sure, that sounds great! Why don't we just plop down on the floor and get to it?" Oh fuck you Jess.

"Great!" Don't sit across from me... don't sit across from me... fuckin' Jeff. Fuckin' Jess and fuckin' Jeff. Fuck.