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Chapter 12 by wicker wicker

What next?

Emergency Text

Stacy decided to take the subway home. As she walked, she received a few catcalls and wolf whistles. "God, I know I look great," she thought, "but this is just proper business attire." She thought about how tonight was the night she went out and found some college boy to suck off until he came on her face and she texted a photo of her cum-covered face to her male coworkers. She knew she had done it in the past, but she could not remember where the best place to meet college boys was. The bar she hung out in college had recently closed.

Stacy's phone buzzed. She looked it and saw text from Ben: Big day tomorrow! Spanking day, but you MUST wear a very tight pink miniskirt and green tube top! You must look extra professional!

Stacy stopped. She did not have either a pink mini skirt or green tube top among the one she bought the other day. She really did not want to go back to that clothing store where she bought her last outfits as it was out of her way, and she wanted to grab a bite to eat and freshen up before going out to get her college boy cum facial.

Stacy's shoulders slumped. "Gotta do it," she muttered. "I'm a professional." She went into the subway. She sat down in the subway car and as luck would have it, she saw two boys wearing sweatshirts with college logos on them. "Hmmm, get this out of the way now?" She thought.

does she?

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