Chapter 21 by dialectic

What do you do?

Give Lottie a big hug

You approach Lottie, and take her in your arms. She makes a surprised squeak as you embrace her, and she sobs slightly.

"How's this?" you ask.

Lottie sobs slightly, as she hugs you back. "Oh my god," she says. "Thank you. This assignment is terrifying. What's worse is, I think that's the point."

You hold her for a minute, and Lottie stops shuddering. "Okay, I'm a bit better now. I... can't rush you, and actually I think I need you, to... do more than hug me. If you, um, know what I mean. I need to prove... You need to tell the Faculty... that..." She struggles for words.

You kneel down. "Say no more," you tell her. You undo her belt, and unzip her own skinny skinny jeans. You peel her jeans down her slim, smooth legs as she awkwardly shifts her weight. She steps out of her jeans.

You gently touch the front of her panties. You notice, despite herself, that Lottie has a small damp spot. You look up at her, and gently probe between her legs. She parts them slightly, and you ever so gently caress her pussy lips beneath her panties.

You look up to Lottie's face. Her expression is tense and complicated, and her face and arms are blushing furiously.

"Shall we make things interesting? To show some effort?" You ask.

Her expression is unchanging. "I can't tell you what to do," she says simply.

You contemplate for a moment, and then decide: