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The fluorescent lights of the office hummed, casting a sterile glow on everything. Reagan, her face slick with sweat, stared wide-eyed, a picture of utter dismay. Her white lab coat, usually pristine, was clinging uncomfortably to her body. Her shirt straining, buttons threatening to pop.
"Ugh," I said, wiping beads of sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand. "This can't be happening! Is this really happening?" I gestured vaguely with my hand, palm up, as if imploring some higher power for an explanation. "Why me?" I mumbled under my breath. "Of all the days, why today?"
You're sat on your enemy, Ace's, lap in the car on a road trip, as there was no other room. Your mums are sat in the front and ship you two. He's really horny as he's been sharing a room with his little brother for the last month He grabs your hips, and you feel something big and hard against your back. Stop moving.