You both arrive at the maze.

Finally, the two of you depart from the bus, thank the driver, and move towards the maze. The line is thankfully quite short. You both enter the queue, and you realize once again how awkward it is to be forced to stay in one place given your wardrobe. People can't help but look. Though it's hard to admit it to yourself, you do enjoy it...

"We're up next. Looks like barely anybody is here, so we'll have this maze nearly to ourselves, Jane!" Hannah cheers. You follow her up to the booth, and she places down the money for both of you.

You then head into the maze. The walls stretch high, with no hope of looking over them. Hopefully you don't get lost. After a few turns and some light chatter, you start to wonder just how large the entire thing might be. At a point, you realize you haven't seen another person other than Hannah in probably half an hour. The sun is hot, though thankfully the breeze reminds you of your wardrobe situation but also keeps you cool.

"So tell me the truth, girl. Why are you wearing a bikini today? Did you lose a bet? Not that it doesn't look sexy. You just seem so shy."

You shrug, and attempt to lie by explaining that you just wanted to stay cool.

"Ah-huh. Sure." She leans in closer, and whispers. "I know why. I was just seeing if you could admit it. That means you're still experimenting, huh?"

You frantically ask what she means.

"You like the attention. I could tell this whole time. Ah that's so adorable!"

Quickly, you plead her to keep her voice down.

"Relax. Nobody else is around but me. Hey you owe me an answer at least, after I spotted you earlier. I'll consider your debt repaid."

You finally give up fighting. There's something about her that puts you at ease, and makes it difficult to lie. Her confidence is intimidating, but comforting. She did also pay for your bus ride as well as your entry to the maze itself as well. You try to keep it vague, but explain that as embarrassing as it is, you like the thrill, and the attention you get, but you wanted to start small.

"I knew it!" She wraps her hands around your sides, and pulls you backwards into a squeezing hug. She nearly squeals in joy. "You're the cutest. I can tell that you're fighting with yourself. You want to dive into your kink, but you're too nervous."

She whispers once more, but from behind, and straight into your ear. Her breath makes you shiver. "I can help~."