His words catch her off guard. She looks at him suspiciously and then glances out the window, trying to figure out where they are. The last thing she wants is to get into any more trouble with some weirdo pervert... But something about Justin's tone makes her trust him a little bit. So, hesitantly, she uncrosses her legs and spreads them apart, revealing her pink cotton-covered panties beneath the t-shirt.

She feels a bit exposed and vulnerable, but also curious as to what he could possibly want. Maybe it's just some sort of sick game...but she can't deny the thrill running through her veins. Her heart is racing, and beads of sweat begin to form on her upper lip. Justin reaches over and brushes a strand of hair away from her face, his fingers trembling slightly as they make contact with her skin.