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Chapter 11 by Juneberries Juneberries

How goes breakfast?

A secret arises

As the lot of you arrive at the dining hall, it looks rather full. It takes a few minutes but you eventually find a table. The three of you sit down and start to make some small talk, all of you just still getting over the drowsiness. Stephanie is the first to get up, as she heads over to get coffee and some eggs. While she is gone, Christine brings up your deal.

"You held up your end of the deal," she says with a small smile, "I won't say a word to Stephanie." A feeling of relief washes over you as you know your secret is safe - at least for now.

"Thank you," you reply, thinking back to the crazy debauchery which was yesterday. You remember that it was Christine who told you about Stephanie's weakness and decide that now, while she's gone, is as good a time as any to bring it up. "So," you begin, "How did you even know that would work on Stephanie? The whole nipple-neck combo?" Christine quickly breaks eye contact with you as she looks all around, as if racking her brain for an answer. She finally looks back at you again but still seems conflicted to if she should tell you or not.

"Well, Sam, the thing is-" Before she can finish, Stephanie returns with her eggs and coffee. She sits back down next to you, as you can smell the sweat and sex of the night before once more. You look at Christine, who now stands up to go get her food. You look to your right at Stephanie, who begins to chow down. Between bites of eggs and sips of coffee she looks up at you and asks,

"So, what were you two talking about?" Shit, you think to yourself. You wrack your mind for a good response and finally think of one, blurting out,

"Oh, ya know, our plans for the day." You smile and hope that you didn't seem too nervous with that answer. She nods and continues,

"Yeah, sorry about oversleeping. Though that is really YOUR fault," she cracks a sly smile, sticking out her tongue at you. "So I guess you noticed it's too late for me to wait with you for the train, I have to go to class after breakfast." The thought hadn't dawned on you yet. She's right, she has class at 9:45, she can't wait at the stop with you anymore. You shrug and respond,

"That's okay, just means I'll have be apart from you for a few extra minutes." You lean into her, nudging her with your shoulder. She chuckles, going back to eating her food. Before long, Christine returns so you can stand up and get something to eat. You get a pancake and some orange juice, returning to your seat and beginning to eat. The rest of breakfast is rather normal, small talk here and there but overall, quiet. When 9:35 rolls around, Stephanie stands up, putting her dishes on her plate. She bends down and plants a kiss on your cheek, before saying,

"Alright Sam, I gotta go get my bag and get to class. I'll see you after you get back from George's, okay?" You smile and nod, giving her a small wave as she walks back towards the elevators. You wait until she has turned the corner and is out of sight before turning back to Christine.

"So," you say, curiosity filling your voice, "you were saying?" Christine gives you a concerned look, seemingly mulling her response over in her head once again. You bounce your leg impatiently, waiting for a response. Finally, one comes,

"Sam, look. Just, before you go see George - open your laptop so that the camera is facing Stephanie's bed. Hit record, and then minimize the recording so you just the desktop. When you get back from George's place, watch the video. You'll start to get it a bit more." You give her a confused look, shaking your head a bit.

"Okay? And that'll tell me how you knew about that little weakness of hers?" Skepticism fills your voice.

"Yes. Just trust me." She replies, before quickly falling silent again. The rest of breakfast is eaten in silence, before Christine gets up and heads back to the dorm to get her backpack and head off to class. You finish up your food 10 minutes later, finally getting up and cleaning up the dishes left behind by the two women. You think back to what Christine said, as you place the dishes at the kitchen window and leave the dining hall, turning the corner and heading to the elevator. The elevator bell rings as you reach the 11th floor and you head over to your girlfriend's room. You open the door, as Christine left it unlocked for you. You step inside, both woman having left for their classes a short while ago. You yourself grab a coat and a few other things and are about to leave, when you remember the laptop. You turn back towards the desk, opening the laptop and heading over to the camera app. You open it up, hitting record and a feed of your face in front of the laptop pops up. You angle it so that it gets a nice clear view of the bed and most of the room, aside from Christine's bed. Satisfied with the set up, you minimize the app and leave the laptop open as you step out of the room, making sure it is locked behind you.

It's a bit chilly outside, so bringing the jacket was smart. You walk west from the dorm building, towards a side road. Once there you follow the road a minute or two north until you reach the main road. Crossing when possible, you head to the train stop situated in the middle of the two opposing sides of the road. You wait a few minutes and before you know it, a train arrives. Boarding it and putting a charge on your ticket, you sit down as it starts off in the direction of George's place.

You reach the familiar dorm complex your friend stays at in about half an hour, stepping off and walking over to it. You text him that he's outside, to which he responds he'd be down in a sec. He greets you at the door and lets you in, bringing you to his room. George is a really nice, relaxed kinda guy. He's as tall as you, with broad shoulders and a more lean body. That doesn't mean he isn't fit, he carries a decent musculature which he gained from being on the swim team, but he is in general thinner than you. He has a nice light cream skin color and kept his blonde hair pretty short. He has kind blue eyes and a few freckles on his face. His room smelt a bit of pot, he was an avid smoker, but the smell wasn't overbearing. The two of you hang out for the better part of the day, having lunch together and playing some games. You meet a few of his dorm roommates and have a rather good time in general. The entire time however, the thought of the laptop hangs overhead. After the hours of hanging and talking with him, the time to return to Stephanie's dorm has finally come. As you say your goodbye and start to head out, George stops you.

"Yo Sam, wait. Do you and Stephanie want to come out to dinner tomorrow night? Noah would be coming too, if that's alright." You look at him a bit confused.

"Noah? Is he here too?"

"Yeah, he goes up to school here as well. He and I are going to this new Korean soup place. It'd be cool, we could all catch up." You think to yourself, I haven't seen Noah since Highschool. He was kind of a dick but still, he was my friend.

"Sure," you reply, "I don't think Stephanie has anything planned for dinner tomorrow. Just text me the address, we'll meet you there." With that, he smiles at you and waves goodbye. You do the same and close the door behind you, heading over to the nearby train station.

Do you check the laptop upon returning?

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