The Lacrosse Player Next Door
Afterward, I went to the restroom, and after I was done, I tried leaving, but a hand gripped me and pulled me into one of the toilet stalls.
“What the heck!” I gasped, trying to break free, but my world stopped moving for a bit, when I realized it was Jack who had pulled me inside the toilet stall.
I gulped down hard as I stared at him. My body trembling as his soft hand trailed on my face.
“Why did you lie, Jellybean?” he whispered, as his hands gripped my waist firmly.