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“Wait!”I rush out of Huron Building. But it‘s too late. The school bus has pulled away right in front of me.“Damn it! This is the last one!” I yelled, trying to chase the bus. The driver didn’t seem to notice me, though, leaving me running futilely in the trail of motor vehicle exhaust. Today is really not my day, I guess.As I eventually have to give it up to catch my breath, my thoughts race to figure out a way to make home. It’s close to winter break now. The university shuttle bus stops after 6 pm. Given that I will be running out of my monthly stipend to call an Uber, and I am still saving up for a car, it seems that there are no other options than walking back home in this freezing -15 °C/ 5 °F weather.“How Great!” I murmur to myself. “This is exactly what I signed up for when accepting the PhD offer. No money, no quality of life, no nothing except for the pure love for research.”As if things are not bad enough, with my phone vibrating, another E-Alert pops up on top of man

Kent push my ankle-length skirt up to my waist and shoots me a mischievous smile, “Well, if you don’t say yes, mommy, let’s get a little foreplay to get you wet first.” He looks down at my plain comfortable panty, carefreely tracing his fingers down from my belly to the tip of my pubic bone, swirling playfully around the thin cloth that covers my private womanhood. “Woa, that’s really some old mommy’s panty.”He bends down and gives my inner thigh a kiss, “Hello, mommy.” My private parts burn as he breathes and talks. He senses the way my body slightly react, and immediately press his finger on my clit, rubbing it in a nice rhythm.“Ah! No Stop!” I bit my lip trying not to moan. But I can feel an electric shock sent right down from my spine to my pussy, a warm feeling oozes out, damping my underwear.“Jesus, you are sensitive.” Kent sticks his tongue out to taste the wetness of my underwear, “Yummy. When was the last time you have sex, Miss Irwin? Looks like you need a proper fuck t

Kent dropped me off at the off-campus apartment that I rented with my roommate, Juan Wang. My hair disheveled and my clothes ripped. After everything happened today, I am so exhausted that I just want to sneak quietly into my room and tuck myself in. But the door swings open, and Juan Wang is the living room. “Emm, you are still up? Thank for getting the door for me BTW.” I am totally beaten, but I try to put up a friendly face and make a small talk.“No problem.” Juan Wang yarns, darting her eyes from her phone to me. “Are you OK? I heard some shit happened at Mason Hall. If you weren’t getting home safe, I am just about calling the cops, girl.”I am moved by the fact that she stayed up so late to make sure I am home safe. I smile briefly. “I am OK, don’t worry. Thank you for being so sweet.”“Don’t sweat about it.” She plays it cool. “It’s not like I went an extra mile to make sure you safe. I got my own shit to mind.”“Right, it’s the final week. Are you up to cram for tests?” I

I received a call from professor Ronald Keller, asking me to visit his office and talk about the scores I gave this semester.“……so, the aforementioned are the reasons for revising these students’ grade.” I summarized.Professor Ronald Keller has a name for his pickiness, so I had to bring up a few cases where the students actually deserve a second chance with the hope to bury Kent’s abnormally high score.Professor Keller maintains a serious expression after listening to my explanation. He picks one file out of the paper piled in front of him: “I noticed you changed Kent Huron’s score.”“Yes, Yes.” I tense up. “Emm……I was thinking that he displayed some level of intellectual creativity in his final essay so——”“Good job, well-done.” Ronald Keller takes off his glasses, lays back into his chair, and sends me a relaxing smile. “I got to admit that previously, I was a little worried. You know, since you seem like a person of principle, you might not be able to take the hint and cut stud

I was standing in front of the mirror to try another sexy gown while Kent paid for all these dresses. After that, he walks back to me in the dressing room, standing behind me, our gaze meets in the mirror. His eyes glitters with something I can’t read.“You look so stunning, Miss Irwin.” He hugs me from behind. His hands trace down the lines of the dress that clings to every curve of me, carefully caressing my body.“I want to fuck you from the back in front of the mirror right now, Miss Irwin. Do you like watching yourself while getting violated from behind?" Kent whispers to my ear as he pulls me in close, pressing myself against his body, kissing my neck passionately.My heart flutters, and I shiver. I can feel his breath on my neck, and smell the faint whiff of sweat mixed with his cologne. His cologne is so annoying because it makes my head spin. My body shakes uncontrollably when he suddenly grabs my ass, squeezing it firmly.“Oh, God! Oh, God!” I pant, refusing to give in. "Ken