>>2338502Silly Tan got between the girls and Erika. He looked at the three of us with desire and wanted to obviously keep us here.
“I’m chill, Ted. Bertha and Carmelia should be the ones to chill,” said Erika. Oh, so her name was Carmelia. I may have heard it before. “Anyway, Ted’s right. I’m just here for something simple,” Erika continued. “Carmen here!” Erika stepped away so Carmen was in the middle. “She wants to… plan something for later. You know, as our last thing here. Go ahead!”
Erika pushed Carmen forward, making Carmen wince and her body shiver, all while her knees were stiff and her back was immovable.
“Oh, like a goodbye to the camp. Alright, good idea. What you got?” Silly Tan, or Ted – I was most likely going to forget his name and keep calling him Silly Tan – asked. He didn’t look so much like this was a good idea as simply wanting to talk to Carmen.
Wasn’t there also another Ted? One of Dan’s friends. Not that I cared.
Carmen knew she had been put in the spotlight forcefully and that this was the whole point. Now that the females of the group were angrily eying us down and the males were thoroughly interested in the attires Erika and Carmen were wearing, she had to come up with a speech.
“W-well, I was thinking. M-maybe we could…?” Carmen stuttered and paused.
Her talk was clumsy, roundabout, and repeated itself a lot; and yet she had Olivier, Silly Tan and the other friend nodding to everything she said as they tried stealing peeks at Carmen’s bouncing chest that was obviously not being covered by a brassiere under the skimpy shirt. Sometimes they also looked at her slender legs although as far as I could notice – and I could notice a lot – they had not realized of that piece of wood coming out form the backside of the skirt, thanks to the fact Carmen was facing them.
