On The Road Again - Chapter 11

Isla and Jill walked together following Google's directions all the way to the arcade pub. The Wheel of pubs that Kennedy was hyping up was really impressive, with a lovely inner area of tables and outdoor vendors, food trucks and live music. There were people already lining up outside of certain clubs, which Isla was surprised by considering how sleepy this town felt otherwise. She began to once again feel a little nervous that someone would notice that she was wearing a diaper under her dress, given that there were now so many possible pairs of eyes on her, but the feeling quickly faded when she walked in the arcade pub and saw Kennedy and Heather chatting with Peter and his friends.

Heather was looking at the door, waiting for Isla and Jill to show up to have an excuse to escape, so as soon as she saw the pair waik in, she ran over to them.

“Hey!” Heather greeted them. “Feeling alright?”

“Yeah I’m fine now, thanks!” Isla replied.

“That’s good to hear. To be honest, I’d rather be puking my guts out than here. Look,” Heather pointed over to the group where Kennedy was chatting up Peter and the other guys.

“Yikes. Well at least there’s games around,” Jill said.

“Yeah, you know what’s kinda funny, though?” Heather asked.

“What?” Jill and Isla replied in unison.

“I don’t think they’re really into her,” Heather said with a sly bit of glee.

“What makes you say that?” Isla asked.

“Well one of them has been ogling me since I walked in. And it’s like my ‘fuck off’ attitude is just making him more interested. But the guy Kennedy is talking to, he keeps asking about you Isla.”

Isla blushed. “Me?”

“Mhm! I’m gonna get a drink, you want anything?” Heather asked.

“Sure, just whatever you’re having,” Isla replied.

“Same,” Jill added, and Heather walked away.

“Well, hey, maybe there will be some action in my room tonight after all!” Jill teased Isla.

“Oh my god, no way,” Isla blushed harder and shook her head.

“Hey, don’t worry if it happens! I won’t watch!” Jill joked.

“Please. I am not taking a guy back to our hotel tonight. I just want to drink and have fun with you guys.”

“Alright, same.”

Heather came back with vodka sodas and three shots of some bright blue liquid and offered them to Isla and Jill.

“What’s this?” Jill asked.

“I don’t know; it looked tasty though, so I asked for them,” Heather said as she raised the shot glass. “To the last road trip!”

“To the last road trip!” The three girls swung back the shot and winced.

“That’s so sour!” Isla complained.

“Fuck I know! … does anyone want another?” Heather asked. Jill and Isla laughed, then shrugged.

“What’re you guys doing over here!” Kennedy came up from behind the group. “All the fun is happening over there!”

“I think we might play some arcade games,” Jill said.

“Oh don’t be a nerd. Come meet these guys!” Kennedy demanded impatiently. When the girls hesitated, Kennedy rolled her eyes and grabbed Jill and Isla’s wrists. “Come on. You’ll regret it otherwise. Who knows, Isla, maybe this is your night?” Kennedy whispered Isla’s worst-kept secret. Jill shot a surprised look over to Isla as she realized Isla was a virgin. Isla just blushed and avoided eye contact as they got closer to the guys.

“Guys, this is my sister Jill and my friend Isla. Girls, this is Peter, Matt, James and Cuba.” Kennedy introduced the four guys. Peter Isla already recognized. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and was the tallest group, somewhat slim but muscular. Matt was the shortest but built like a bulldozer. He had a buzzcut and looked like he would jerk off to pictures of himself. James was Asian and tied for height with Cuba, who was black.

“Hi,” Jill replied shyly. “How do you all know each other?”

“We all play on the university hockey team,” James replied, locking his gaze on Jill.

“How about you all?” Peter asked, looking directly at Isla.

“Oh we’ve known each other for years, through all of school and such,” Isla replied quietly.

“Who wants to buy me a drink?” Kennedy asked abruptly. No one budged, instead acting like they didn’t hear her. Finally, Kennedy cleared her throat and retreated to the bar alone. Isla looked around and noticed that Heather had gone off to play an arcade game. Matt followed Isla’s gaze, then budged Cuba, and the two boys got up and walked towards Heather.

Peter and James remained with Isla and Jill, who both were standing very awkwardly and silent.

“You feeling alright, Isla? Your friend told me you weren’t feeling well.” Peter asked.

“She said that?” Isla replied, annoyed. “I’m fine, thank you.”

“That’s good to hear,” Peter silently sipped his drink while glancing to and away from Isla.

“Did you guys miss me?” Kennedy asked loudly on her return, a new drink firmly in her hands.

“I’m gonna go try a game,” Jill said to Isla.

“Mind if I join you?” James practically jumped up to ask.

“Uh, sure…” Jill replied and made a quick glance at Isla. Isla looked back to Peter, who was now being talked at by Kennedy.

“Did you want to play some games too?” Peter asked Isla, interrupting Kennedy in the process.

“Sure! Yeah, that would be fun, uh fine….” Isla blushed. Peter walked towards Isla and guided her away from Kennedy towards some games. Kennedy stood alone for a moment.

“What the fuck is going on?” She asked herself.

Isla and Peter walked the arcade in search of a suitable game. They walked past a game called ‘Come On Baby,’ which made Isla chuckle.

“Wanna try that baby one?” Peter asked. Isla laughed awkwardly and suddenly felt the bulk between her legs more.

“Sure! Why not.”

The pair walked up to the game and started playing.

“So, tell me something about Isla,” Peter asked.

“Uhhh, I’m not sure!”

“Well, if you don’t tell me, I’m going to have to start making stuff up!”

“I’m curious as to what you could make up!” Isla teased.

“Hmm, you like babies?” Peter asked.

“Ha! Maybe, I’m not really sure,” Isla blushed, and Peter took notice.

“Hmm, maybe you relate to babies?”

“Uhhh, how do you mean?” Isla was starting to not like this line of questioning, essentially as her bladder began to fill from her drinks.

“Perhaps you lived a very sheltered childhood and therefore never had the opportunity to grow into adulthood to a normal extent. You’ve embraced a sort of dependent role and therefore relate to babies,” Peter stated. Isla stopped playing.

“How could you even know something like that?” Isla asked.

“I don’t know those things. I’m a psychology major, but I just kind of took the baby game thing and went with it. Was I too close?” Peter asked, a little surprised.

Isla paused. “No.”

“Alright, if you’re sure!” Peter and Isla returned to playing the game, and as they did, Isla squeezed her legs together a little tighter to feel the padding between her thighs.