After an hour, most of the students had dozed off, and everyone had earphones in their ears, me being the only exception.
My knees were a bit numb, as they burrowed in the seat before me, but it didn't matter as long as Adam suffered a bit. My dress was long enough to cover me up, even if someone would crawl on the floor between the seats in search for some panties.
I looked out of the window, happy to get away from that cursed house, feeling liberated, before the seat besides me sank.
Turning to the side, I saw Amanda sitting beside me. Looking at her in puzzlement, she questioned me unabashedly,
"How old are you?"
Urgh, I know in which direction this was going. Sighing, I answered her while sliding a bit more down to poke Adam through the backrest a tad harder.
"Thirty."
Amanda nodded; she played with her brunette middle-long hair that reached her cleavage.