The Campus Guard

Just then, I heard a faint rustling outside. I stepped out at once to check. There, by the wall, a guy was trying to climb over, clearly intending to slip out.I raised my flashlight and shone it on him, calling out sharply, "Hey, what do you think you're doing? Campus rules state that no one is allowed to leave at night!"The guy turned around, startled, and in the beam of light, I finally saw his face. It was the same dude I had just run into in the grove. What was he doing, trying to sneak out at this hour?He stammered, "S-Sir, I'm not a student here. Just let me go, alright?"That caught me off guard. I frowned, puzzled. "I just saw you in the grove earlier. Now, you're saying you're not a student here. Why should I believe that?"He looked like he was on the verge of tears. He pleaded repeatedly, "I'm telling the truth, sir! I really don't go here! I just came to meet a chick, that's all! If you want, I can introduce you—""Alright, cut it out! What a load of nonsense!" I s

A rush of satisfaction engulfed me, and it was all thanks to Ms. Bombshell. Never in my life had I felt this exhilarated before.When I finished, she looked up at me. Milky-white liquid was still clinging to the corner of her lips. "You enjoyed that, didn't you? Now, can you please let me out?"She stared into my soul, and her eyes were glistening.I pulled up my pants and staggered toward the door before opening it. "Fine. But don't forget—you have to be back by morning."Ms. Bombshell smiled brightly, clearly excited. As she stepped out, she turned back once more to look at me. "Thank you, Mr. Ziegler. I'll reward you when I come back. And by the way, your manhood is the biggest I have ever seen."I couldn't help but feel a wave of warmth at her compliment. The thought that we would be doing this again the following night filled me with pleasure.At night, before going to bed, I couldn't stop thinking about Ms. Bombshell. I told myself I would ask for her name and class standin

The three female students were all dressed up as flashy and eye-catching as they could be. One of them wasn't even wearing a bra, and the outline of her bust was visible under the thin fabric."Do you three know Lucy Brown?" I questioned them. "She's been missing. If you know anything about her, you'd better speak up now."The moment they heard the name, their faces changed again. This time, they exchanged uneasy looks, though no one dared to speak.After a long pause, the student in the lead finally mumbled, "We saw her a couple of days ago… She said she was going to meet some rich guy, that she wanted to earn enough money for plastic surgery…"My chest tightened. The flashlight in my hand trembled slightly. "Do you know where she went in the end?"She shook her head. Her voice was quivering. "S-She did mention that abandoned budget hotel in Westside… She said someone was waiting for her there. We told her not to go, but she wouldn't listen."With things getting so strict lately