<strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong><br/><br/>Jack pauses to consider your excuse, and for a second, your breath catches; he could use the money, he could take it from you as part of his deal, he could...<br/><br/>"Lunch, huh? That sounds good." Jack shrugs and leaves the wadded up twenties on the counter. "We can get an early lunch after we've gotten you your pants."<br/><br/>You let out a sigh of relief; for once, Jack hadn't set a condition. It was unexpected, but...nice. Unfortunately, you're too wrapped up in your newfound ease and the buzzing waves of pleasure to catch his tone of voice.<br/><br/>The boy kneels down again, and you feel his hands at work around and inside your pussy; he spreads your lips open again and dips inside, burying his fingers in deeper this side, grasping and pulling out the packet of mechanical pencils, the plastic wrapping smooth on your inner walls. You moan, everything, you're on fire, inside, outside, your chest shuddering, and he reaches inside you again - deeper, ever deeper, up to his knuckles this time as he wrestled for purchase on the dry erase markers, his fingers working, oh<em>God</em>. One by one, the markers slide free of you, and at last, he wraps his fingers around the final object (had to, oh, he managed to fit most of his, his hand in, your breath was tight and hot and your throat tingled) and eases it out of you: the boxed printer cartridge, sliding past your pussy lips, clutched securely in his hand.<br/><br/>You feel - empty, now, you're not sure how long you've been full of Jack's school supplies, but an immense pressure has been relieved of you, and it feels<em>good</em>. Not good enough to set you off, though, even with Jack's handiwork, and you feel a pang of sadness and frustration as he withdraws from you completely, letting your vagina close itself up.<br/><br/>Well, dammit. You'd been kind of hoping he'd - he'd set you off, because climaxing in front of Min would be so incredibly satisfying after what she'd put you through. You can finish what Jack started and MASTURBATE TILL YOU ORGASM, or you can let it slide - prevent from aggitating Min any further, but at this point, you're not sure you really care. Either way, the results are in your hands to describe...<br/><br/><strong>Black Orchid</strong><br/><br/>Well, of all the things you'd anticipated doing today, going outside naked from waist to calf certainly wasn't one of them. It didn't help that it was chilly out, and you were thankful - though in a bittersweet way - that you'd consciously remembered to wear a bra. Sure, compared to what you were flaunting about now, that wouldn't be too awful bad, but...you grumbled, breath tight in your chest, it was better to take the small victories where you could even though the day was, so far, a huge loss - and you'd only woken up minutes ago.<br/><br/>You cover yourself with your hands as you rush past the crowd of students oggling you, and even then it doesn't feel like enough - like you're still showing them too much (which in essence you are). With a furious blush on your face, heat rising up to your cheeks and ears (how the hell did you manage this?! Oh God, you'd never be able to live it down), your brain rifles through possible hiding spots. You draw a blank; where could you go - where would nobody see you?<br/><br/>A quick glance to the side yields one answer: fifty yards away and to your right is a street, one of many surrounding or dividing campus, and on the opposite side of the road are small housing units, too tiny to be considered actual houses, but each one was an individual building. You had to have money to live in one of those places, with the extra room and the proximity to campus...and there was enough space between each for you to duck into, to hide in the shadows,<br/><br/>But another idea comes to mind: there's an old utility shed in the opposite direction, farther away - practically across campus. You could go there - it'd be a long trip, especially if you tried staying out of sight the entire time - but you would have less chance of being seen when you were actually there.<br/><br/>Do you choose to GO FOR THE HOUSES, or do you TRY FOR THE UTILITY SHED?