Call her bluff. Exchange sex for her silence.

A sly smile comes to your lips. "How? I didn't feel any scars. Without those, you have no evidence."

"S-so?"

"Meaning if I tell the Dean, you'll be expelled and the only place you'll be able to work is a strip joint. If that, you won't be able to do much there, you might have to go straight to hardcore porn."

"Jamie, are you seriously blackmailing me?"

"**** is such a dirty word. I'm suggesting an agreement. How about you and I have a little fun together and I'll sort out this mess for you. I'll find the person that did this to you, maybe even find a way to get you back to normal."

"I have no reason to trust you," she says.

"Better than the alternative."

She looks away annoyed, a flush comes to her cheeks. "Fine, what do you want?"

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