Chapter 42
by 
greatriver
Later that night
Walking home
Walking home later that night I got another message.
Douche: I know how you can make it up to me
Douche: Come to class in a skirt tomorrow. No panties
Douche: And show some cleavage
Make it up to him? He was delirious, I didn't owe him anything. So why did it feel like i did?