Try to hide behind a car

Danny tried to duck behind a large truck while wondering how she was going to get out of this. Another contraction built quickly and she couldn’t help but notice that this one was much worse than the others she had felt so far, although she reasoned that this could be due to the position of squatting behind a large car. Pressure built between her legs as the contraction peeked and she was **** to spread her lags slightly to accommodate it. Though try as she might, she couldn’t help but feel that she may not make it home as the feeling of her child descending lower now made it feel as though the head was wedging between her knees. Then, as quickly as it began, the contraction waned and she was able to move again.

Quickly she peaked around the side of the car when a voice shouted from behind her, “Hey, what the hell are you doing to my car?”

“Nothing!” she grunted trying quickly to get to her feet “I just dropped my pen.” At that moment she turned around and saw the face of her English teacher. Suddenly and almost as an afterthought, she realized that she had skipped that class today and of all of her teachers, Ms Trever was the one she didn’t need to run into at this moment.

“Miss. Parker, missed you in class today.”

“Well I,” Danny stammered trying to figure a way to get away before the next contraction betrayed her condition worse that the sweat soaked shirt clinging to her belly.

“Why shouldn’t I drag you to the principal’s office?”

“I have a good excuse, really I do.” Danny said as she tried backing up toward the woods.

“I hope you do.” Ms. Trever said crossing to block the girls escape route.

“I was sick and,” Danny started as she felt another contraction building quickly.

“And?” Ms. Trever said tapping her shoe on the gravel.

“And…..” Danny gasped as the wave of pressure built between her legs worse than ever.

“Today, Miss Parker!” Ms. Trever asked impatiently.

“And…..I…..” She groaned as things worsened. “I…have to...” She moaned reaching out for the back of the nearest car to help steady her. All of a sudden she felt a pop as her pants became wet.

The last thing she heard before collapsing into Miss Trever’s arms was her screaming for help.