Disciplinary Probation

"I'm going to have to place you on disciplinary probation." he said solemnly.

Mackenzie felt a surge of relief wash over her. She was sure the Dean was going to expel her on the spot!

"I know college is supposed to be a time of experimentation and self-discovery. A time where the rules are a bit more lax and everyone does whatever they want. Perhaps even the perfect time to discover a new way to get your thrills."

Mackenzie blushed at the implication but didn't interrupt.

"But let me be perfectly clear about this." he said. "If you pull another stunt like the one you did today, you will be suspended from the university."

Mackenzie gulped nervously. The Dean clearly took this VERY seriously.

"Next time... keep it in the bedroom. You are excused." Then he pointedly looked back down at the papers on his desk.

Mackenzie awkwardly stood back up and exited the room. She was both pleased and displeased to see the same officer, apparently Jack, holding a blanket for her.

He unceremoniously dumped it on her head before saying, "Come with me. I'm giving you a ride back to the dorms."

As she adjusted the large blanket to adequately cover her body, Mackenzie was once again pleased and displeased. She wouldn't have to walk all the way back to her dorm, but she'd have to endure a car ride with this asshole.

Once they were both in the car and on their way, the officer said, "I know your type. Think you can just gallivant around and have your 'fun' without any punishments."

"It wasn't like that." Mackenzie said quietly as she looked out the window. "I didn't want any of this."

"Uh huh." he said dismissively as they approached the dorm buildings. He parked and sternly looked at the blanket-clad girl. "Just so you know, I'm going to be keeping an extra special eye on you in the future."

Mackenzie met his gaze but said nothing. After a few more moments of silence, she opened the car door and stepped out.

"Oh and by the way..." he said, "...that blanket's police property. You're gonna have to give it back."

Mackenzie sighed but complied. She peeled the large blanket away from her pale skin, balled it up, and chucked it at the cop. Then she slammed the door and began walking towards her building.

"Asshole." she muttered as her hands resumed their familiar positions. She didn't even bother to run, letting the few nearby students gawk at their leisure. More than anything, at that point Mackenzie just felt tired.

After a quick elevator ride up to the fourth floor, Mackenzie walked down the hall to her dorm room. People whispered to each other as they noticed her, and Mackenzie heard more than a few giggles. Without her key and with a terrible RA, Mackenzie's only hope of getting back into her room was if Willow was there. She slowly moved her hand from her pussy to the door handle and tried to turn it.