I ran into the bathroom feeling all sorts of emotions ranging from irritation to being pissed to embarrassed and finally horny all at once.
My heart was racing and I wasn't sure which emotion I wanted to deal with first.
I cautiously looked around the bathroom to make sure no one was around before finding a private room meant for families with a personal shower in the room. I quickly bolted in there and locked the room behind me.
I'm glad I did because I heard someone enter the bathroom and didn't have to wait to find out who it was as Art spoke loudly, "Come on Jayne! I'm sorry!"
I didn't open the door but spoke, "Go away Art!"
Art walked up to the door and lightly knocked, "Come on Jayne I'm sorry, alright."
I didn't yell as I tried to keep my emotions in check due to crowd outside might easily hear us, "No, you FINGERED me in the middle of the fucking crowd!"
Art spoke, "I only did it because I was turned on and thought you were too."
I frowned as I leaned against the wall away from the door ready to cry as I spoke, "Still."
Art spoke, "Please let me in Jayne."
I shook my head now my tears falling though I wasn't sobbing, "No."
Art spoke, "I'm sorry Jayne that's all I can say. I wasn't thinking."
This time I yelled, "THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WERE THINKING WITH YOUR LOWER FUCKING HEAD!!!"
Art was silent for a moment before he spoke softly, "I know."
Now I was sobbing as I held my knees to my chest and didn't speak because I was crying that hard.
Art lightly knocked again, "Please let me in."
I sobbed, "No. I don't want you to see me like this."
Art spoke, "I don't care about that Jayne. Please let me in."
Still sobbing I moved to the door as I tried to reign in my crying, "You'll just try to get me to fuck you more."
Art spoke, "No, I won't!" Â He sighed, "Come on Jayne, please."
I opened the door a crack to see him as I scowled, "Promise me."
He smirked as he held up his three fingers, two of which had my blood on it reminding me of my recent embarrassment, "I promise."
I sighed as I opened the door and walked back to the other side of the room and returned to sitting on the floor.
Art came in and closed the door behind him and locked it.
The moment he started moving I held up my hand and spoke, "No. You're staying right where you are."
Art sighed as he nodded and sat down against the door. He waited for a moment before speaking, "Listen Jayne, I didn't mean to do any of that."  He smirked as he shrugged, "And I thought you were into it."
I scowled at him, "How the fuck do you think I was into that?"
Art rose his eyebrow at me, "I wasn't the one who was grinding her pussy on me." Â He smirked, "And I sure as fuck didn't push Kenzie out of the way when she was grinding her pussy on my crotch."
I frowned, "Yeah well you were the one who told me I was HIS smoke show and that little bitch was trying to claim you."
Art smiled, "Claim me?"
I sighed, "You know what I mean." Â I pointed at him, "It's all your fault."
Art chuckled, "How is you grinding on me MY fault?"
I opened my mouth then shut it because I couldn't find a loop hole so I side stepped it to the real concern, "Well you didn't have to pull out my tampon and fucking finger me in front of everyone."
Art smirked, "Hey I thought you were into it."
I scowled at him, "How do you think I was into exhibitionism?"
Art rose his eyebrow, "You really want to go there?"
I looked at him, "Yes!"
Art sighed, "Ok." Â He ticked off his finger, "You are the one showing off your breasts to anyone willing to pay for it." Â He ticked off another, "And showing off her vag as well." Â He ticked off another, "Not to mention all the toys attached to your body when asking for money."
I quickly shut up as he had a point as I knew he was using logic on my ass and I wasn't liking it one little bit.
Art continued as he ticked off another finger, "Let's not forget the almost transparent outfits you've worn to school."