It's the next Saturday, and Amanda is heading to the beach. She puts on her string bikini, and heads to the subway. When the train arrives, she gets on, and quickly realizes that all the seats are occupied, so she picks a spot to stand, and puts in her earbuds and starts listening to her favorite music. Three stops later, she feels the unmistakable touch of bare skin to bare skin, and looks behind her. She sees the same white boy she got paired up with standing behind her, and a quick glance down, confirms that his bare white ass is touching her bare black ass. She doesn't know his name yet, but she is loving the warmth that she is feeling from their bare asses touching each other. Deciding to see if she can increase the contact between their bare asses, she pushes her ass into firmer contact with his bare ass. Three seconds later, her mystery friend pushes his white ass into yet firmer contact with her black ass. She now knows that her mystery friend loves the intimate contact between their bare asses as much as she does. She decides to ramp up the pressure between their bare asses, and reaching back, interlocks her arms with his, and pulls his back into intimate contact with her own bare back. Amanda is feeling more warmth from their bare asses, and their bare backs are generating more warmth as well. For the next hour, their backs and asses were virtually cemented together, and Amanda was loving every second. When they got to the beach, she reluctantly unlocked their arms, and peeled her ass away from his ass. Unbeknownst to Amanda, there was someone observing them. At lunch time, Amanda went to the snack bar and got some food. On her way to a bench to sit and eat, she spotted her mystery friend in line at the snack bar. Her mystery friend got his food, and headed to a bench to sit and eat. He was grateful to find that there was a spot left on the bench. Coincidentally, the empty space was directly behind Amanda. Her mystery friend sat down and slid back, stopping when he felt his bare back touch her bare back. He leaned forward while he was eating. When Amanda finished eating, she got up to throw away the paper plate, and plastic glass, rather, she tried to, but to her dismay, she couldn't move. For some reason, it felt like her back was stuck to the back of the person sitting behind her. Glancing around, she noticed that it was her mystery friend, from pe class, that was sitting behind her. She decided to try again to get up, but had no better luck than the first time. She whispered over her shoulder, I don't know what's going on, but it feels like our backs are welded together, because I can't stand up when I try to. Ryan, tries to stand up, but like Amanda, finds that he can't move either. Amanda asks how this could have happened, but he has no more idea than she does. Ryan, ever the gentleman, says that he thinks that they can move as long as they coordinate their steps. Amanda agrees and they carefully get up off the bench, and throw away the garbage, and head to the subway. What's next for our interracial buddies?
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