Search for the "treasure" in Minerva's "caves"...

Having this opportunity with Minerva was just too good to pass up, as it would be a universal injustice not taking care of her ego.

Minerva gets back up from the floor and relays what she found to you.

“One, two three, that’s all of them I could locate.”

Glancing over Minerva, you fake unbelief, and frown at her. “Ah wait it appears you are missing one.”

“What? But we searched everywhere, it couldn’t...”

“Aha, I think I figured out where it could have gone. I think it fell beneath your skirt under your panties,” you say casually, trying not to mess up your straight face, interrupting Minerva.

“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!” she exclaims.

Remembering what happened to Marissa, you start thinking of absurd things you could say, and just decided on staying whatever comes to the top of your head.

“Wait don’t you remember the theory of Frontis ex Inertia? It’s practically a natural law,” you say, making the most ridiculous name that you could come up with.

“Frontis ex Iner…Inertia? Of..of course I know what it is, I must have read it somewhere in my studies. How do I know a barbarian like you know what it is?”

“Oh I know what it is. It’s the theory that if there is a girl in a front row of a college lecture hall around the exact time as it is now, if a male drops anything small, the wind currents produced by the student bodies, and the inertia of the light makes a mathematical angle of it falling under girls undergarments regardless of what she is wearing.” You try your hardest not to crack a smile, nearly failing for the most part.

“Yes, yes correct, you actually have some semblance of brain after all. I was just testing you. Let me go to the ladies room, and look for it, ahem, privately.”

“Why Minerva surely a high class person like you isn’t afraid to do a favor in public for someone you wronged regardless of what it looks like. It’s perfectly acceptable because of Frontis ex Inertia.”

“Oh of course not, hold your loincloth, it’s just that some people might misinterpret,” she says, as Minerva slips her hand past her navel under her skirt, the imprints of her hand moving in between her legs.

As more students come into the classroom, you see some gasp, and some have looks of disgust, as they see Minerva doing “extra curricular” activities in the front row. Some people start coming in from the hall, hearing the buzz of what’s going on, as a muscular jock guy comes in yelling “FREE-PAY-PER VIEW!”

“Nothing is going on here folks, just the theory of Frontis ex Inertia going on” you say. You are in the moment enjoying the show of Minerva, and figure for now, you don’t really need a crowd.

“Ah man it’s a BUST,” the jock yells at the door at his friends. Some of the students who looked horrified sighed with a breath of relief, while most of the guys and jocks showed signs of disappointment and turned back around.

Most of the people cleared out, and some of the females who were here for the class said something along the lines of “I need to totally sit in the next row, as I don’t want some boys dropping their pencils or something in my pants.” As they goes around telling other students, the females walking in head to the back of the class, as the females already in the front listening in, display a sign of remembrance on their face, and head back a couple of rows themselves.

Bewildered that you didn’t even say anything else, you can’t believe this fake natural theory you made on the fly somehow got in the atmosphere without you talking to a crowd en mass, as it seems now to be something that always existed, or at least everyone seems to believe now. Did you just discover one of the stronger abilities of universal acceptance? This is definitely one of the most powerful circumstance of this power so far. However, before you could focus on it, Minerva interrupts your train of thought, and you turn your attention back to her.

“I felt all over. I couldn’t find that blasted M&M anywhere.”

“Oh really, all over? It could have slipped in deeper. Well, can you give me a closer inspection? You seemed to have searched for it pretty lazily.” you say.

“ME LAZY!!?!? Why I’m the most hard working, and concise person I know!” Minerva says in anger.

She smirks as she proceeds to stand up, unbuckling her red skirt, and reveals some kind of black designer panties. She pulls those down past her sock covered thighs, folding them, and setting them in her backpack and puts a leg on your armrest in front of the lecture room. “See, do you see anything!!! Fully clean!” she says in triumph.

“I don’t know, let me get a deeper look”, you say, as you suddenly thrust your middle finger in her womanhood, moving it around, and making Minerva gasp. Knowing that you and Minerva are just "looking for M&M’s", the students in the class are too busy chatting away about the teacher being late to care about a half naked girl being fingered in front of the classroom. The fact that you are doing such a dirty and taboo act under the pretense of it literally not being what it looks like gives you a greater fulfillment, then just flat out telling people public sex is okay. Her face grows redder by the second as a tomato, and her breathing starts getting ragged as you insert you index finger and speed up; soft moans start escaping her mouth.

“Hey Minerva are you okay? You are looking pretty red,” you say with a smile.

“Well I know what we are doing ...oh..., I was thinking under the right frame of though and light, it seems ...uh... like you could be doing something vulgar.”

“Oh, I didn’t think you were the type of person to think such dirty thoughts. What does it look like we are doing?”

“WHO’S IMAGINING DIRTY THOUGHTS? Forget I said anythi..UGHHHHH!!...” Minerva could barely get out her sentence right before having an orgasm all over your fingers, her breath being taken away.

Seeing your fingers wet with her juices that are now dripping from her vagina, staining her black knee socks, let you know it was time to start “exploring” her deeper. You unzip and pull down your pants, along with your boxes, and prepare yourself.

“Wha..What are you doing?” Minerva pants quickly, still gaining her breath from the fingering from earlier.

“As good as my fingers are, my penis has way more nerves and girth to fill around in there, and confirm for sure, don’t you think?”

“Is there any other way?” Minerva asks.

"Well I can use my tongue to see if there s a taste of chocolate somewhere in your pussy. It only makes sense that by now the M&M could have melted.”

“Why that makes perfect sense. I was just about to announce the idea myself,” she says, now fully under your control, too tired to say anything else. She sits down like a falling log, as you put your tongue between her legs, on her clit, and quickly explore the crevice created manufactured from her parents DNA design with one fast lick.

“Nope can’t taste anything got to try it. Could you get up, turn around and put your hands on the seat?” All she could let out was a sign, as she reluctantly obeys what you say.

You bend her over, insert your member, and start ramming her hard.
“OOHHH! It’s so big!” she yells in surprise, her beret failing on the ground.

While the sounds of you spearing Minerva’s insides fill the lecture hall, you feel your hands around the fabric on her thighs, and end up feeling her rather plump rear. Never really one for having a specific fetish, you are surprised on how much millage you are getting from her wearing nothing but those shoes and knee socks on her naked bottom, and plan to get Erica a pair, as you sheepishly think of her in some kind of schoolgirl outfit. However, after minutes of having you way with Minerva’s pussy, molesting her romp, you release heaps after heaps of cum in her canals.

"Oh OH GOD. Is thhat …HUMAN SEMEN IN me ....ahhh....” she says apparently having an orgasm at the same time with you.

“Well I had to lubricate you somehow. Lucky for you, I know for sure the M&M isn’t there. Matter of fact don’t even bother cleaning up the cum, just get dressed, and just let in sit in your panties. Having cum between your legs makes you smarter anyways.”

“Really? In that case I could retain cum in my nether regions all day!” Minerva replies, after pulling her panties back up, and snapping her skirt back in place.

Smiling, you add the cherry on tops by giving her some last bit of advice.

“Well then, I think then you should make sure you have at least 30 guys fill your cavities with their dicks everyday from now on. It actually doesn’t matter which hole. When you go around you parents house maybe you should give those greencards a long break using you every which way. I’m pretty sure they will enjoy it."

"Oh thank you sir. I thought you were horrid before, but I see helping commoners have some kind of benefit. I learned so much today. I think I even consider you my friend now. I’m having a get together at my parents estate and I what you to come. Let me write down the address and my number, you have to meet my family.”

Apparently, she recovered from earlier, as now her breathing is back to normal, and her face is a normal color. She almost looks like nothing happened to her, except from the streaks of cum running along her socks.

“No prob, I’ll think about it,” you say as you get ready to head out, cleaning yourself with her beret, and plopping it back on her head.
Standing up, and putting your pants back on, you ponder where to go next. Maybe you take Minerva up on that offer, and go so what kind of hijinks you could get involving the "upper 10 percent" into. You could consider calling Erica to get in touch with Janis, as the idea of getting back at her, and a lot of people who did you wrong in your life pops in your mind. Or do you choose to venture around the campus and find something else; as there are hundreds of lectures and activities you can attend. So what direction do you want to take?