Go back to your room

The sunlight beaming through the window and you wake up from your puddle of cum. You get up and stretch and search for your clothes. "Great" you think to yourself. Your pants are in the pile of her semen and you can't find your underwear.

You begrudgingly put your pants back on and you feel a little cold and wet. All you wanna do now is shower and get a fresh change of clothes. You go to the exit door and peer into the hallway. Luckily its pretty empty on a Saturday morning as you quickly shuffle back to your room.

You open the door and walk in only to see something waiting for you on your desk.

"It's a gift bag?" You think as you approach a bag filled with flowers and candies. You see a note left on the front and begin to read it:

"Dear Henry, Thank you for the wonderful night yesterday. I'm glad you agreed to help me out when I needed it. Here you'll find these lovely purple flowers I hand picked from the courtyard. I'm glad also I found where you live! Now we can do tutoring whenever I'm available. I'll see you soon! Love, Veronica"

Your heart sank. Not only does she know where you live but she has access to your room. How else would she have left this 'gift'. This was a threat and there's nothing you can do about it.