What class do you have?
It's nothing important; you make it through the morning without issue
Thanks to Andrea's questionable tactics, you arrive presentable and near enough to on time that you don't end up in any trouble this time around...which is a relief, you're still a little sore back there from yesterday's history class.
By the time lunch rolls around, all you've gotten is some 'looks' from people who were in Mr. Hector's class the other day - or heard about the events that took place from someone else. That said, you're not the first Attendant to have something like that happen to you, so outside your most sadistic peers, the rest are probably just curious how you're holding up today.
Though you share the first class with Andrea, you lose contact with her after that. You're still a little worried about her looming 'request', but it's not it'll be any more intense than what you're already obligated to do at school...probably.
For now though, it's lunchtime...you make a face as you realize you'll almost definitely have to suck off the cook again if you want to eat at the cafeteria. At least it'll only be one load of cum instead of a whole class'.
As you make your way down the hallway, mentally prepping yourself for what's coming, you run into someone. You panic as you stagger backwards with a yelp, hoping that whoever you hit isn't the type to take out their anger on an Attendant.
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