Day gets worse

You finally orgasm, which makes Adele orgasm too. She finishes eating you out then stand up and sticks the finger that was up your ass into your mouth.

Suck it clean!

You suck your finger and try not to gag. It was disgusting.

Adele looked at you as if she knew a secret. "Thanks, slut," she said. She used some toilet paper to clean herself then left the stall.

Don't clean yourself. Just get dressed. Head to first hour and tell the teacher you are late because you had to apply hemorrhoid cream.

You dress, and feel the stickiness form in the crotch of your panties. You head to first hour and walk in. Mr. Robertson, the calculus teacher is in the middle of explaining a problem. "Sorry, I'm late," you say, "I had to apply hemorrhoid cream."

The class laughs at you, and you blush.

"Just take your seat," he says, giving you an annoyed look.

You walk to your desk, trying in vain to ignore the stares and sniggering. You take you seat and feel the uncomfortable stickiness in you crotch get worse.

You will stay at school all day and orgasm every time the bell rings.

You clench your teeth. The bell rings to end class then five minutes later to begin class. With six classes and lunch, that would be _eleven _times the bell would ring today. You try to concentrate on the lesson as you get out your notebook, but all you can think about was your humiliating day and how it happened.