she's not the first one home...

Tanya walked home as fast as she could without drawing attention to herself, sticking to the paths she knew few students frequented. When she came across someone on the street, she'd inconspicuously cross the road. Although the cum that covered her clothing was beginning to dry in the breeze, it was still rather apparent.

Finally, she made it to her house, having successfully avoided any contact with anyone with similar desires as her fellow students.

She crept up the front porch and let herself in. She breathed a sigh of relief as she notices neither her mother or father are home. She heads upstairs to her room, intending to get changed when she hears someone cough behind her.

Tanya gasps and turns around. Her brother, Drew, is standing in the kitchen doorway, eating an apple nonchalantly.

"Jeezus, Drew, you scared the hell out of me. What the hell are you doing home now? I thought you had soccer practice or something." Tanya demanded.

Drew nodded. "yeah, I did. But I twisted my ankle this morning." Judging by how easily Drew was standing on both feet, Tanya began to sense something was up. "Coach said to go home, so I got a ride home with Dave's brother. He's in your class, isn't he?"

Tanya began to go red. to be honest, she had been wondering why Drew hadn't commented on the cum that still hadn't completely dried.