[ She keeps her head down, not noticing when Scott leaves - not on a conscious level, at least. Her thighs rub together in order to alleviate some sort of tension, but all it does is make her want more of a touch. A rougher touch. Silently, Allison hisses into her arm, contemplating on how many people might see her if she were to tug her pants down just a bit and -
But her phone vibrates, and she sits straight up then, eyes wide with how much enjoyment she got from the movement. And that enjoyment is doubled when she actually gets around to reading the message, almost contented at what an effect she had on Scott. That is, she would be content if she could feel anything other than the burning sensation in her lower abdomen - screaming out, crying for attention. She lets out an audible moan - so audible, the classroom turns around to face her. Allison would be embarrassed, usually, but right now she just says, "I have to go to the nurse. Something is seriously wrong." It's not a lie.
The second she gets excused, Allison is out the door, racing herself to get to the locker room, like her entire world depends on it. She uses her speed to make it there quickly, hissing in frustration whenever she sees someone coming down the hall, forcing her to take another hallway to the locker room. But she reaches her destination, in a few minutes, not pausing before the door to catch her breath. Allison steps in, shutting the door loudly behind her. ]
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But her phone vibrates, and she sits straight up then, eyes wide with how much enjoyment she got from the movement. And that enjoyment is doubled when she actually gets around to reading the message, almost contented at what an effect she had on Scott. That is, she would be content if she could feel anything other than the burning sensation in her lower abdomen - screaming out, crying for attention. She lets out an audible moan - so audible, the classroom turns around to face her. Allison would be embarrassed, usually, but right now she just says, "I have to go to the nurse. Something is seriously wrong." It's not a lie.
The second she gets excused, Allison is out the door, racing herself to get to the locker room, like her entire world depends on it. She uses her speed to make it there quickly, hissing in frustration whenever she sees someone coming down the hall, forcing her to take another hallway to the locker room. But she reaches her destination, in a few minutes, not pausing before the door to catch her breath. Allison steps in, shutting the door loudly behind her. ]
Scott?