Liza and Jake

With a thought, speech bubbles appear showing you the conversation the pair were having. Or at least, Jake was having. It seemed Jake was the only one doing any talking. All Liza had said so far this morning, was cheerful hellos to people other than Jake, giving her ex-boyfriend the cold shoulder. Jake off course seemed completely oblivious, and continued to prattle on. It seemed he was more in love with the sound of his own voice than Liza.

You banished the bubbles and restart time. You watch happily as Liza's swaying hips march down the hall heading away from her locker but not, unfortunately, from Jake as the nuisance continued to dog her steps. Annoyed with Jake yourself, you riffle through his mind and pull out an image that he most frequently used to masturbate. It was a girl, nowhere near as hot as Liza, on her knees sucking dick. You shook your head, if he was so determined to win Liza back couldn't he at least masturbate to her. Then a thought struck you and you make a few changes to the image before sliding it back into Jake's mind with a malicious grin. Next time he went to jerk off, he would find himself unable to stop as he beat off to the image of a latex clad domme lubing a big black strap-on with habanero jelly.

A quick check of the time revealed that you only had a few minutes before the pair had to go to their separate classes.