A quick skim through the rest of the school day

I take a final bite of my sandwich as I glance around the table. Lunch has been relatively quiet today, which I suppose makes sense given it's usually Violet leading the conversation. After cumming her brains out, it's understandable that she would need some time to recover. That being said, I can't help but wonder what's going through Bianca's head right now. Is she even aware of what she just did?

I want to keep that question to myself, but the longer I sit in silence, the harder it is to not want to say it.

"So... Bianca... about what happened earlier..."

"What do you mean?" Bianca asks as if she has no idea what I'm talking about. "You are going to have to be a little more specific."

"Um... you know... that thing we did right before we ate..." I say, trying to carefully choose my words just in case she really doesn't remember.

"Oh, you mean when you fucked me from behind while I ate out Violet? What about it?" Ah, so she does remember it.

"Did you notice anything weird about that?" I prod a bit to hear how she reacts.

"Nothing that I can think of. Just my best friend and her boyfriend using my body for their own pleasure. That is what I am designed for, after all," Bianca responds.

I feel my cock stir a little from that. She really does think her primary purpose for existing is to get me and Violet off, doesn't she? God, that's hot. It seems like Violet agrees, as she giggles to herself from Bianca's words before giving me a knowing look.

All of a sudden, we're interrupted from the sound of a phone going off. I instinctively check mine, only to be greeted by a blank screen when I turn it on.

"Oh, that's me," Violet chimes in as she takes out her own phone. "Huh. That's odd."

"What it is?" I ask her.

"It's from Helen. She's asking if I can come by her office."

"Like, right now?"

"That's what it says. Surely she knows my next class is about to start, though."

"Maybe it's important," I shrug. "Knowing Helen, she wouldn't ask if she didn't want something. Still, it's surprising she hasn't said anything about this to me."

"Yeah, well, I guess it can't hurt to pop my head in and see what she wants," Violet decides after a short pause. "I'll let you know if it's anything worth mentioning."

It's good to hear that Violet is willing to fill me in, but I would have expected Helen to be the one to tell me what's going on. Does she want to have one of her money related meetings with Violet? I wouldn't think so. Violet and Helen were literally together yesterday. Helen would have brought it up then. Guess I'll just have to wait and see if I find out later...

That seems like a good enough reason to end off lunch, so we all say our goodbyes and head in separate directions, with Violet going toward Helen's office and Bianca leaving to go back to her apartment. Still weird to not go to chemistry with her. Speaking of chemistry, that's my next stop. Well... next next stop.

Before going to class, I decide that now's the best time to stop by the campus dungeon to pick up Michelle's collar. I root around through the options for a bit, trying my best to find the perfect one. Once again, Helen outdid herself with the available selection. There aren't a ton of collars to choose from, but the ones that are here cover a variety of styles and occasions. In the end, I manage to settle on one I really like. Something that I strikes the perfect balance between showing I own her while also being something that looks cute and could be worn out without drawing too much attention. What does it look like, you ask? Well, you're going to have to just wait and see...

Once that's done, I make my way to chemistry. When I arrive, I find Katia already waiting for me, as usual. Though, unlike usual, she doesn't seem to wait for me to sit down, choosing instead to run over and jump me with a giant hug.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She repeats quickly in her adorable Russian accent.

"Um... hold on a second, Katia. Why exactly are you thanking me?" I ask as I awkwardly stand there in her arms.

"For helping me with my streaming of course," she replies. Seeing the confused look on my face, she elaborates. "When I went to the dean's office yesterday, she told me that she was going to start running the behind the scenes for me. Scheduling, budgets, paperwork, boring stuff like that. She told me she would basically be my manager! Can you believe it?!"

I can, actually. I've quickly learned that Helen loves taking on new projects. I would worry about her ability to keep up, but I know she can. Besides, I'm sure once Katia starts getting in the groove, she won't need that much help.

"That's great to hear, Katia! I'm so excited for you," I tell her.

"Dear Sanders also told me that you're the one who told her about me and that you would be willing to help me figure things out too! That is why I am thanking you!" Katia explains.

"Oh, that's right," I respond. I guess that is technically true. "Don't mention it. I know how much your new hobby means to you. I just want to make sure everything goes well."

Katia absolutely beams at my encouragement. It seems like she hasn't put too much thought into why the Dean of Students would randomly want to help her cam, but that's probably for the best. After a moment, she then puts on a slightly shyer, but still happy face.

"Actually, it might not be a hobby for much longer. Dean Sanders says she believes I could make a full career out of it if I am willing to put in the work. Which I definitely am willing to do! Oh, I am so excited!"

It's weirdly heartwarming to see Katia get so riled up over her streaming. It also seems like Helen really feels like there's some potential for money in this, since I doubt she would set all of this up otherwise.

Katia spends the entire rest of the time before class starts (and even some time during class) telling me all of her plans. Apparently she and Helen are already working on getting Katia a more consistent streaming schedule. Katia also says that Helen mentioned something about "guest stars," which I take to mean the other girls. I'm sure it could bring in some viewership to see Katia milk a human cow or play with a living sex machine or work up a sweat with a fitness freak. Really any number of them have potential, those are just a few I threw out off the top of my head. Just imagine what Violet would do if she was in front of a camera with thousands of people watching her...

Katia also mentions that she's planning another stream for tonight to celebrate. She refuses to give me any details about the contents of this show, but as always, informs me that I won't want to miss it. Yeah, like she even needed to say that. I don't think anything would cause me to missing a Katia stream.

And that's all that happens at school today. At least as far as I'm concerned. Yeah, I know that was an abrupt end, but that's kind of how it felt in real life. Aside from Katia telling me more about how pumped she is at the idea of streaming full time, nothing else happens in class. Man, how I wish my chemistry teacher was a woman... although maybe not, since there are already a lot of things going on in my life right now. I probably don't need another girl to deal with at this moment.

Whelp. It's time to go home. And you know what that means...