no love

You watch your bully (former bully, you correct yourself) fondle her breasts and pinch her own nipples as she contemplates this one. "I don't need to feel any love or arousal about this, you silly loser."

"Fine." You understand, she's still an asshole. You had wanted to feel some guilt for a moment, remind yourself of your humanity, but Naomi is not going to be the one to do that for you today. She's a bully, and now the roles are reversed, plain and simple.

"Given that, would you rather drop out of school now, or go through college offering sexual favors to anyone you feel like being rude to instead of perpetrating any rudeness?" Two different options, but either way your bully problem is solved.

"I'll do the favors, I'm not gonna quit school over this. Also, would you like me to suck you off under the table while you work?" She looks angry. You laugh at her and nod.

The next three hours are extremely productive.

You cover all the material for your coding class and orgasm several times. Naomi swallows your first load as you learn a new shorthand notation for functions. She licks off your dick and half an hour later she's coaxing another hot load from your shaft as you pseudo-code an object parser for your homework. While your program compiles and you read up on quick database access methods for APIs, Naomi licks and sucks your balls, massaging your cock with her hands until you blast your cum all over her face. It seems like the more you **** her, the ruder she wants to be; she just keeps on offering more and more favors.

You eventually finish your work, and realize you haven't had any lunch! Naomi's eaten plenty, but you're starving!

This part of the library is quiet, but there's also no vending or anything around. You could ask Naomi to go grab you some lunch or jump off a cliff. You could also go to the dormitory food court next door and probably have some fun there too...

No need. Just as you're pulling your cock out of Naomi's lovely little mouth, you see a library intern pushing her cart full of books around. Perched on top of the numerous books is a paper lunch sack.

You lean down and whisper "Hey, Naomi, would you rather spend the rest of the day in the study hall in your underwear, or be able to go wherever you want right now, but stay completely topless until tomorrow night?"

You don't wait to hear her answer, prodding her with your foot. Maybe you'll see her around, then you can find out what she chose!

The intern grabs a book destined for a spot nearby and scans the rows for its place until you interrupt her. "Excuse me..." She turns on her heels to face you. She's short and curvy with a pencil skirt and a frumpy sweater. Her eyes are wide as if asking '_what do you want?' _but made even larger by her thick lenses.

You grin and ask her, "Hey would you rather sit down and share your lunch with me, or keep on working for the rest of the day?"