Class

David woke up from their nap, glancing at Rachel's alarm clock and noticing it was almost noon, they'd slept for three hours. The exhilarating sex had exhausted them both more than expected.

As his mind began to clear, David realized he was going to be late for his Literature class if he didn't get moving soon. Shaking Rachel's arm gently, he woke her up, hoping she hadn't missed any of her classes because of their earlier activities.

Once Rachel stirred awake, she quickly realized she had biology lab in 45 minutes and needed to shower again to wash off the sweat and cum from their earlier coupling. David gave her a quick peck on the lips before grabbing his clothes and rushing back to his room.

He threw on the first clean shirt and pants he could find, grabbed his backpack, and ran out the door to catch the bus to campus. While waiting at the stop, David groaned inwardly when he saw Tammy, a classmate and ex-girlfriend, approaching him.

Tammy knew exactly how to get under David's skin, often calling out his lies and bullshit from their past relationship just to see him squirm. He tried to be civil and say as little as possible to avoid accidentally triggering the curse, but Tammy was relentless.

As they waited for the bus together, David felt his patience wearing thin. He knew he had to keep a tight lid on his words or risk making things worse with Tammy, who already didn't like him much.

The bus finally arrived, and David breathed a sigh of relief as he boarded, hoping to escape Tammy's needling. But she followed close behind, taking the seat next to him despite there being plenty of other empty ones available.

David tried to focus on his upcoming class and ignore Tammy, but she wouldn't let up. She kept poking at old wounds, trying to get a rise out of him. With each passing minute, David felt himself getting closer and closer to losing control of his words.

As the bus rumbled down the road, David's anxiety grew. He knew he couldn't afford to slip up, not with Tammy, who would likely take advantage of any mistake he made. But it was getting harder and harder to keep quiet as she continued her verbal jabs.

David clenched his fists tightly, nails digging into his palms as he struggled to maintain his composure. He just needed to make it to class without incident... but Tammy seemed determined to push him over the edge.

The bus ride felt like an eternity as David sat there, fuming silently while Tammy continued her barrage of insults and jabs. He could feel his face burning with anger and frustration, knowing he was perilously close to saying something he'd regret...