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Just before eight in the morning, Jonas wrote.
Silke read the message and frowned. She was still sitting in bed.
It took a while before he answered. Like he had thought carefully about what to write.
Silke stared at the phone. She felt something stir inside her. On one hand, she thought it was too dangerous. On the other hand, she could hear how important this was to him. How much he was changing.
She sighed and wrote back.
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Silke got dressed as planned: short denim skirt, white blouse without a bra, and her black boots. Nothing underneath. She already felt naked the whole morning.
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Scene 1 – 8:41 | On the bus to university
The bus was full. Silke stood at the very back. Her phone vibrated.
She looked around quickly. No one was staring directly at her. She pressed herself into the corner, slowly pulled her denim skirt up with one hand and took a quick photo from below. You could see her smooth, bare pussy between her thighs. She sent it with her heart pounding.
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Scene 2 – 10:05 | Lecture
She was sitting in the second-to-last row. The phone vibrated quietly.
Silke bit her lip. She looked around. Most people were staring straight ahead. She unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse, pulled the fabric aside and took two photos of her bare breasts. Her small, light-pink nipples were hard. She sent them.
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Scene 3 – 11:50 | Library (upper floor)
She had found a quiet spot between two tall shelves. The phone vibrated again.
Silke moved deeper between the shelves, got down on her knees, pulled her skirt all the way up and bent forward. She took a photo from behind — her asshole and bare pussy were clearly visible. She sent it quickly.
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Scene 4 – 13:25 | On campus
She was walking across the busy square between the buildings.
Silke quickly walked over to a slightly hidden corner next to a bike rack, pulled the front of her skirt up and took a photo. This time she was a little bolder — you could clearly see her smooth pussy and a bit of the ground beneath her.
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Scene 5 – 15:40 | Gym
She was sitting on a yoga mat. The phone vibrated.
Silke pulled her blouse up, held it between her teeth and spread her legs. She took a photo that showed both her hard nipples and her bare, slightly wet pussy. She sent it.
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In the evening Jonas wrote again. This time longer.
Silke lay in bed and read the message several times. She felt used, but in a strange way also loved. Jonas was no longer the shy boyfriend who never said anything. He was open. Vulnerable. And horny for her.
She typed back.
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