Mandy Clarke, Journalism Major.

PLEASE READ: SPOILERS AHEAD

Authors Note and Spoliers: This story is effectively an "easter egg" sequal of sorts to a previous story thread. Mandy's story will refer to already introduced characters, places and concepts. Obviously feel free to read it but it probably makes more sense to read through the other characters stories first and get to this organically. Revealing which one is a minor spoiler.

AGAIN THERE ARE SPOILERS, TECHNICALLY ALMOST IMMEDIATLY BUT CERTAINLY FROM SECOND CHAPTER

(I know it's amatuer erotica but this is the internet and some people get funny about this kind of thing :-) )

You are Mandy Clarke, a bitter Machiavellian 38-year-old student of Shoubu. Technically you are currently studying Journalism on a swimming sports scholarship. But for GAME related reasons you have had to defer your course for 18 years. You have acquired a laundry list of strange and mostly useless diplomas and certificates and extra credits. Mostly for demeaning acts with the faculty of the University.

Ostensibly you are the cliched cheerleader bimbo. Enhanced breasts, blonde hair and plenty of makeup. While other girls roll their eyes, you believe you know exactly how to use your sexuality to present the façade you need to get what you want. Your appearance right now though isn’t currently exactly as you desire it

18 years ago, you had a reputation for being a slut and jumping into bed with any guy that passes your way. These days your reputation is even worse.

In fact, what you really enjoy is not sex but using sex for power. You will fuck anyone if it includes teasing, dominating and controlling. Anyone who prevents you from doing this is an enemy. And you always put your enemies in their place.

And boy do you have an enemy.