>>2201552I crawled under the table, and lightly tapped Erika’s knees.
“Let me in,” I demanded.
Erika undid the knot of her towel and extended a side without separating it from her important areas as to not flash herself in the middle of the cafeteria; we already had that front covered quite well. I sneaked inside from under and covered us both.
Taking off Medea’s dress while sitting on Erika’s lap and still trying to keep our bodies hidden was a lot of fun. I had to stop using my own hands because Erika and I kept getting on each other’s way when we couldn’t see what we were doing; so she did all the work. I felt like a puzzle box.
Thankfully Medea didn’t seem to mind – that much – that we took unnecessarily long undressing me because Erika and I were fooling around. I allowed myself to come out of Erika’s towel dangerously close to expose my breasts again to give the clothes back, hoping that counted for something.
“Jesus Fuck!” exclaimed Erika, making Carmen frown, once I was finally nude. “Lisa was right. You’re are so WARM!” she tightly hugged me, making an involuntary squeak escape my lungs. “Where you this warm yesterday?”
“I told you,” confirmed Lisa, “she’s a little radiator. Oh! And I called dibs on her long ago for the night, you got that?”
“And she purrs!” Erika noted.
