Take June into Crusader with you.

Terra doesn't expect you until later anyway. You take in June's hot, curvy body while you figure out what to do with her.

With her sweatshirt lying in the mud, June's big round tits are covered only by her cotton camisole. Her nipples form big bumps in the fabric and her whole chest jiggles when she finally stomps her foot on the ground and shouts "What are you staring at perv?"

Your eyes drift down to her panties, a pastel pink lacey pair you can almost see through. She looks so good you almost forget about Terra up on the 5th floor. On one hand, you have that tan, fit hottie waiting for you in her room, but on the other, June is half-naked and beautiful and standing right in front of you.

June follows your gaze up to the 5th floor windows and back to her own legs, and she laughs. "Hah! Can't decide, huh?"

She's got a point. Though you run around asking everyone the questions, the only one with a choice in most of it is actually you. This time, though, you can't seem to pick. You decide to let June decide.

"Alright June, if it's such an easy choice," She freezes and it's clear she regrets taunting you. "Would you rather fuck me in the dorm's lounge right now or make Terra do it?"

One of the few things you know about June is that she takes her Resident Senior role pretty seriously, so this question really pisses her off. After she answers you, she takes your hand and leads you into the building, down the 1st floor hall to the lounge. It might seem normal enough to the other residents if June weren't half-naked, but this way, you turn some coeds' heads as you travel to the common room. When you get there, the girls studying and snacking see you, and promptly vacate the room. You can tell some of them are still right outside though, trying to figure out what's going on.

Resident Senior June lays you down on the couch and climbs on top of you, tossing her camisole at the girls in the doorway. She rolls her hips around, rubbing against you, and leans forward, bracing herself with her palms on your chest.

You've had a full day today by any standard, but it doesn't make you an expert. June is an expert. After a minute of teasing and touching, she almost has you cumming in your pants, but you asked if she'd rather fuck you, so it's not too long before she pulls out your dick and slides it in around her lacey panties.

"Uhnnnnnnnnnn" she groans as she rolls hips in a circle and practically massages her insides with you. From there, it's a new thing every thirty seconds. She squeezes your dick with her pussy as she rises up on her knees. She falls forward and lies with her elbows on your ribs, pushing your dick as deep inside her as she can. Eventually she turns around and rides you with her back to your face.

All the while, June keeps moaning and a couple of girls stand watching from the hallway.

When you finally spurt your cum inside the pretty girl, you feel like you've just had the cliffs notes of the Kama Sutra.

June climbs off the couch and starts to dress, but you stop her, "Hey June would you mind cleaning up this mess for me?" You point at your dick. "with your tongue." You can feel it hardening up again as soon as her hot, wet tongue touches it. Your power is almost absolute when you include 'would you rather,' but when you don't, it's even more exciting.

A gasp from the hallway reminds you there's loose ends to tie up. Lying on your back while June slurps your jizz off your dong, you call over to the coeds who've been watching, "Hey you ladies in the peanut gallery, would you rather be too ashamed to ever speak of this to anyone, or be too turned on by thinking about it to ever speak of it to anyone?" It's one of those questions you would have thought would backfire before you did so much testing. It's not at all fair, but it's not dividing by zero either. The girls in the hall all murmur various responses and wander away, at least one of them giggling about it.

June gets up and looks around for the rest of her clothes, but they're all outside in the mud. All she has is her cum-drenched panties. She looks ready to go, but you aren't done with her.

"June, that was the best fuck I've had in hours. It's time to go see Terra now, but I think I'll take you along."

She must know she's not compelled to come with you. They always know when they have to obey, even if they don't understand why or how. "Okay," she says.

You smile and get to your feet. June looks filthy right now, but she's still hot. You just look like the dangerous pervert you apparently are. You slip into the first floor bathroom and all the bathing girls' towels from the hooks on the showers.

Wrapping yourselves up in the towels, you and June climb the stairs to the fifth floor. You pass one girl on the way up and while the towels might cover the filthiest parts of you, they don't explain anything or cover the smell. She makes a funny face and hurries off. What will Terra do when she sees you? You've gotten by so far with asking questions quickly and quietly for the most part, but what if she's immediately grossed out and just slams the door in your face?

"Hey June," she turns to you, her pretty blue eyes wide open and alert as she dreads your next question. "Even with these towels this is still pretty awkward." She looks a little angry. "I mean, Terra's gonna wonder, right?" Each time you open your mouth to continue, you can see her flinch. "I'm not sure what we should do..." Now she's scowling at you. "Like would you rather explain to Terra that you're a dirty slut and I'm known to be a good lay, or tell Terra all about how it's a known fact that sleeping with me boosts your grades?"

You actually see her relax a little bit. She thinks it's a stupid question, but she still answers you directly, "Okay so if I go with the first one, she won't believe me if she knows anything at all about either me," she points proudly at her dirty towel-wrapped self, "or about you," she says with a frown. "But straight up nobody would believe the second one, so I'll go with that one."

"Cool."

You knock on Terra's door. She opens the door promptly, awkwardly clutching her text book. She's changed into floppy pyjama pants and has a plaid men's shit on over her tank top. Just as she takes in the state of you both, June says, "Hey Ter', I can explain." She looks upset even as she says it, so it's hard not to laugh, but you let her get through her whole spiel about how you have special connections and people regularly trade sex with you for assured grades.

Terra's also having a hard time keeping her laughter down. "Okay seriously what the heck is going on?"

June is tight-lipped now, so you ask Terra, "Okay Terra, would you rather just believe June, your own Resident Senior, or hear the details of some of my deals, as proof?"

"Um, yeah, okay, I believe you June, but aren't your grades pretty great anyway?"

June, still compelled to tell her story, says, "Yeah but you can get whatever you need with this guy, like he can get you an A+ with Nakamura. When I had her, a 94 was the highest grade she gave anybody, period."

You watch Terra contemplating, and add, "Would you rather have a real good 3.9 or that perfect 4.0?" She answers the 4.0, though normally anyone would recognize this as a rhetorical question. You're also pretty sure she actually just has a 4.0 now, but also that she probably doesn't know it.

"Come on in," she says, still squeezing her text book to her chest.