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taking another flatbread. “I want you to clean your room tomorrow after school so our guests won’t have anything to talk about behind our backs.”
“My room’s clean,” I assured him.
Well, as clean as it could get. Just push aside all the dirty things that happen when I lock myself in it.
“So no party at the country club tonight?” my best friend, Kennedy, asked as we walked down the hallway of the main building to get to the bathrooms.
“Can’t. It’s Dad’s birthday and he wants me to be there.”
I looked at my phone and smirked, reading Garett’s message and remembering last night.
He really enjoyed his own cum, and now he was telling me how excited he was to do it all over again tomorrow night.
“Sounds boring,” Kennedy said as we walked into the bathroom.
I looked around, then shrugged. “Not as boring as the parties at the country club. Those guys put me to sleep trying to have a conversation. Not to mention how lazy they get once you let them take you to bed.”
I pushed open each stall to ensure no one else was in the room, and with Kennedy standing in front of the door to block it, I started to unbutton the first three buttons of my shirt.
This school had uniforms, and although it wasn’t a private college, I still enjoyed the skirts and tights we had to wear.
Of course I’d always find ways to style it in a way I was able to show some skin, teasing not only my fellow students, but all the teachers roaming the halls.
They loved to stare, and since none of them were interested in stopping me from teasing, no one ever complained.
Lucky me.
“Those guys have dads, you know?” Kennedy pointed out, watching me as I pushed the strap of my bra down my shoulder, then holding my phone in front of me to take a picture of my tits busting out of my too tiny bra.
Kennedy knew everything about me being a cam girl, and having sex with older men whenever I had the opportunity to.
“Those dads are boring and most of them are married,” I replied, taking a few pictures with my head cropped out.
I should’ve brought my ski mask, I thought.
“Since when did a ring stop you from fucking a guy your dad’s age?” she asked with a grin.
“I might have a daddy kink, but I’m not a homewrecker.”
“Gotcha,” she mumbled, letting her head fall back against the door. “Can I come to your dad’s birthday party then?”
I shrugged. “Sure, just know I won’t be available to talk much. Dad wants me to network. He still thinks he can change my mind and make me like politics.”
“How annoying,” she said, brushing her long, blonde hair back and sighing.
“Who are those pictures for?” she then asked, nodding toward my phone as I was making sure no more than my tits could be seen in the pictures.
“His name is Garett,” I told her, pulling my bra strap back up and covering myself again. “We had a fun time last night, and he wants to see me again tomorrow.”
“I wish I could do what you’re doing. Must be fun earning money by making yourself come,” she said in a whiny tone.
“I told you it’s not hard. Just get yourself a cam, set up a website, and I’ll tell my men about you. I’m sure they would love you.”
“I’m not nearly as hot as you are, Val. And I could never tease a man the way you do. You’re a literal goddess. A dirty one, but in a good way.”
I laughed, sending Garett the pictures and adding a few heart emojis.
They didn’t have my actual number. I used my old phone to text with some of the guys, which made it easy to hide my identity.
“Next time I meet with a man, I’ll let you be in the picture and we could have some fun to show them a good time.”
“Lesbian stuff?” she asked with a frown. Although she wasn’t judgmental toward me and everything I did, she was a little bit of a prude. “Have you done things like that before?”
“I hooked up with a girl when I was on vacation in South Africa last year, and I also made Maya come that night we were at the bonfire. Didn’t I tell you about that?” I asked.
I was fairly open with her, but I guess I forgot to tell her about the girls I had fun with.
I was an open book when it