She does not (Public humiliation path)

Caroline stopped suddenly as one of the students in front of the Frat House stepped in front of her, he was a tall but skinny guy with a cleanly shaved face who was dressed in a smart shirt and jeans combo. The nasty grin and smell of booze on his breath ruined the otherwise pleasant view though.

“Well hey there little lady, I don’t think we hired a stripper tonight but if you want to start your performance out here, you go ahead.”

The young man grinned lecherously with his eyes drifting from Caroline’s face down to her wide expanse of pale cleavage. Caroline tried covering her large breasts with her arms but only ended up emphasising them. She could feel other people from the crowd starting to move in to surround her and the murmurs started growing audible, comments on her clothing, figure and how likely her holes were to be tight. A hand reached out of the crowd and smacked her ass hard, causing Caroline to yelp and spin around, her hands going to cover her ass. Her shriek of indignation was barely heard “I’m not a goddamn stripper, I’m just here to pick up my daughter…she’s a good girl who…”

Feeling herself being grabbed from behind and her arms pinned by the skinny young man, Caroline shuddered in revulsion as he licked her ear and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear.

“You dance and strip for us here stripper or we might take you out to a lamppost and strip you ourselves!”