Shannon, your nerdy study buddy

You swallow hard at the sight of the familiar head of messy red hair. After having cum so hard in public like that, you suddenly feel cold and fragile.

Shannon walks up, dressed again in her regular clothes after gym. The layered, ruffled skirt is white and brown, reaching modestly just past her knees, but leaving her pale shins bare from the brown heeled women's sandals she's wearing. Her upper body is clad in a frumpy gray cardigan and equally thick dark green turtleneck sweater. Shannon always did dress like she was wearing a security blanket. Her mess of curly red hair is hanging loose down to her shoulders, her green eyes covered by big round glasses and her pale face peppered in freckles across her cheeks and nose. She's looking down at the floor, her wild bangs and nerdy glasses making it hard to see her eyes. You just know from the serious frown on her face and the coldness in her greeting of 'having fun?' that she isn't happy. Her hands are clasped at her waist as she approaches you and you feel intimidated even though she's a thin girl and tiny at five feet.

She's one of your closest friends. You lost count of how many times you've studied at the library or had movie nights at your house. You've never so much as seen her midriff or swimsuit, but now she's seen you naked, hard, and bouncing! And from her cold words, she saw you cumming in public from the stimulating handiwork of a squad of gaggling cheerleaders, too!

Ashley's grin is downright satanic as she watches your study buddy slowly approach you like an executioner up to the chopping block you're on. She doesn't interfere at all. Ashley's pushed you around before, but little more than spitballs in class and some light picking on. Shannon, as a socially awkward nerd dressed like a librarian, has been far often the target of the skater girl's more serious bullying. But the toned, flat-chested bully looks happy to let Shannon tear into you. You swallow hard, struggling to resist the urge to cover your semi-hard, hanging dick, still dripping residual cum between your legs and onto the tiled floor between your feet. You remember the look on her face after Ashley pulled down her shorts in gym class. Angry, blaming you, plotting ****... And the look of enraptured delight at the sight of you nude in gym class, like Hanukkah had come early for her.

You're going to miss watching Miyazaki films with her and writing notes down from the materials of the next test together.