It was so wet from being exposed in the bar, it was making squishing noises as I fingered myself. No one said anything to me and I didn't dare speak. ...I wanted to apologize to all of them for being so stupid, but didn't dare say anything. It was a long slow ride home. Well at least I thought we were going home.But Jeni had other ideas. She suddenly pulled into a parking lot and stopped. She finally spoke to me saying, "Whore you have really pissed me off, so now is part two of your three part. I had a pretty good jump on him, but I had enough difficulty in manipulating the landscape that I could feel him gaining on me. I’m not exactly sure what it was that made me fear this boy so much. Physically he wasn’t intimidating in the least, but that didn’t keep the adrenaline from pumping my veins full of the latter half of the fight or flight syndrome. I ran over a low, small mound of grass covered earth that had a light dirt path worn in it from use. Use by whom, I’m not sure, as I’ve. Why had they decided we needed hassling? The only thing I could think of was that we hadn't put up a sign this year like we had before. Since everyone had been out here before we didn't think we'd need one. Or maybe it was just chance. Either way, I didn't like it."Do you have the owner's permission to be here?" Officer, my grandparents own the property and are aware that we were having a group out here today." Beth had come around the Jeep and already had her license out for the cop."And who. Denver said, “Thank you,” to Grace and continued, “ Look at me Charlotte,” Mrs. Denver said and once Charlotte turned around she was only too aware of the approving gasps from the parents when they saw how red her legs were. Charlotte was beyond caring about the comments though. She wanted to get her spanking over with and disappear out of the room. Mrs. Denver glared at Charlotte and said sternly, “So in future you will do as I ask immediately, understood?” “ Yes Miss,” the 25 year old.