The climax hit Chantelle like a freight train, completely out of nowhere. She wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. She gritted her teeth so hard that it nearly cracked her molars. "Andrew, I swear, I'm going to hate you for life!"

She snapped, "Now go find me something to change into! How the hell am I supposed to face anyone looking like this?"

Andrew gave her a helpless smile. "And where exactly am I supposed to find a spare pair of pants for you? Couldn't you have held it in just a little?"

Chantelle felt her head buzzing with disbelief. She stared at Andrew in shock. "What did you just say? Hold it in? You jerk, this is all because of you! It wouldn't have happened if you hadn't done that to me! Tell me, how exactly am I supposed to hold it in?"

She was completely flustered now, rambling without control.

Andrew's comment was unbelievable.

Eventually, with a sigh, he went downstairs to search for something. Her build was close to that of Lauren since both were ta