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Chapter 42 by transplanter

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Elizabeth begins begging for "help"

(chapter originally by lolwritingcom on writing.com)

"Please! Someone...! Ohhhh.... " Elizabeth, cheeks turning pink, gave a moan full of both lust and frustration. She squeezed and rubbed her thighs together, hands uncertainly rubbing various parts of her body, obviously and unmistakably in a state of tremendous physical arousal. A few students laughed. It stung, and she knew she was humiliating herself further by begging for someone to do that to her, but she herself didn't know what she was supposed to do, and her body was telling her in no uncertain terms that it positively needed something. The laughter reminded her that she still had her private parts on full display; Elizabeth had half a mind to cover them up with her hands. The effort was too much though, and they continued their confused wandering over her body. Whatever came next, Elizabeth realized with a pang of embarrassment, was going to happen in full sight of the whole class- a conclusion punctuated by the flash of a camera phone. Any other time, Elizabeth would have fried the offending device to a crisp for daring to capture her in such a state, but today her thoughts were too muddled to even remember where she'd left her Compendium.

Elizabeth continued rubbing her legs together, moaning pitifully and occasionally entreating the room with a **** "Please..." or "Help!" until...

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