School the Next Day

The next day, Lauren was in psychology class at the university. Due to her naked nightmare she was extremely jumpy and nervous, constantly looking down to make sure her clothes hadn't just disappeared. She thought every giggle was directed at her, and found herself constantly looking down at her heavily padded bra to make sure it was secure.

"Alright class!" The professor spoke. "Everyone split into your partners- we are continuing our dream analyis unit."

Lauren gulped. She was stuck in this stupid class, needed the credits for her degree, and it **** her to confess her dreams in a manner she was in no way comfortable with. Especially to her partner Kyle. Kyle wasn't some loser (though he was below Lauren's social standing), and actually sort of attractive in a somewhat mysterious manner, but he was far too probing in these dumb assignments, treating Lauren like she was a patient and he was a real psychologist.

"Hey Lauren." Kyle said, sliding into the seat across from her. "Ready to tell me about your dreams?"