Calls her

Dominic called her, he couldn't leave his job like that and by the time he would have found Jennifer, whatever could have happened would have already happen.

In class, Jenn had her hand in her panties, fingering herself. When the phone rang. She forgot to turn it off.

"Miss Larsen, if it's to disturb the course, you can go outside !" The teacher yelled at her.

"I-I'm sorry mister !" Jennifer said taking her stuffs and leaving ashamed.

"And put on some descent clothes, for fuck sake !"

Seing that the call was her boyfriend who called, she called back.

"What is it daddy ? You got me out of class !" She said when he answered.

"Out of class, weren't you horny right now ?"

"Yeah, it was a cursus about dicks or somethin' and I got horny..."

"Oh... sorry, I though..."

"Were you jeaaalouuus ??"

"No. Maybe a little bit worried."

"Oooh, you don't have to, daddy, I'm yours you know."

"Yeah, you better be."

And with that he hung up. Jennifer then was left in the corridor, not sure what to do. And after a moment of confusion, she decided to go back home as she felt under the weather anyway.

As the sun set, Jennifer went to a strip club to get a job. She started an trial on the spot as she just had to give 30% of her revenue to the manager for the location of the scene. As strippers were basically self employed workers.

The stress of being on a scene passed, she actually enjoyed her time dancing and taking off her clothes. Swinging around the pole, showing her pale white tits to the public, throwing off pieces of clothes, spreading her legs to the men in heat. It was feeling great, and she loved to rub her pussy to show her enjoyment. The other strippers told her she had some work to do, but there was some talent shown with how she enjoyed it.

Midnight passed and things strangely warped without her noticing...