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Chapter 6 by Showmeo Showmeo

Are you going to class with Sarah, or somewhere else?

Follow Sarah to class

You walk behind Sarah as you follow her to your next class, unable to draw your eyes away from her ass bouncing along, as she tried to walk as fast as she could while juggling holding on to her bag and keeping the post-it notes from slipping off. Her normally pale skin was flushed a deep scarlet across her whole body, and she seemed painfully aware of the eyes of everyone getting an eyeful of her, averting her own eyes from the others and biting her lip adorably.

You were outside in the campus grounds now, walking through the smattering of other students making their way to class when a gust of wind flicked the post it note covering her crotch off. Sarah let out a yelp and lunged for it, and managed to snatch it out of the air but the swing of her breasts caused the other two post-its to flutter off her nipples too. She squeaked and and crouched down, scrambling to pick them up as the people around her giggled. You eyed up a particularly mocking laugh coming from a blonde girl to the side.

"You could at least let me wear some shoes, walking everywhere barefoot isn't very pleasant." Sarah shot at you over her shoulder, wincing as she sat on the floor and turned to him, rubbing her, he now realised, bare feet. She'd gave up on the fallen sticky notes and you got a good look at her pussy as it spread slightly when she stretched out to rub her feet.

She saw you (and several others) gaping and she swung her legs together, going bright red again.

A stab of guilt hit him, which seemed a bit absurd given the circumstances, but she was still his friend even if you could no longer get thoughts of her naked body out of his mind, and even if she apparently had no problem with walking around in whatever clothing he said there was no reason to make it painful.

"Sorry, you're right." And you glance over to the leggy blonde from earlier, who caught your eye with a look of alarm.

Wandering casually over, you get a good look at her. She's got long blonde hair, and a tight white halter top you could see her nipples straining through above an exposed midriff. A small but firm looking ass filled out a pair of daisy dukes, bunching up at her crotch. Your eyes travel down a pair of long, firm legs, with the outfit completed by a pair of royal blue high heels. Perfect.

"Hi," You grin. "I'm John. Who are you?"

"Er... Madeline," She replies, losing some of her earlier bluster.

What's next?

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