They get worse.

Thanks to Rorke's retaliation, I am standing in front of a swarm of horny college girls taking pictures of me totally naked! Unable to even cover myself because Bridget and Rorke are holding down my arms while my last shred of clothing remained pinned to the floor around my ankles. My heart hammered away while sweat built up on my body from humiliation.

Bridget decided to make things even worse by sliding her index finger down my spine. I shivered as my bare flesh grew goosebumps. Her hand traveled all the way down to my buttocks were she gently stroked my butt with all her fingers. Suppressing a moan (because I really did not want my public to hear that), I felt a stirring in my groin. Oh no. The tickling stimulation Bridget's fingers was providing me was causing me to have an erection. My penis grew and grew at her touch (Much to the enjoyment of the crowd). I bit the bottom of my lip as pictures fired away at my notable member's new upward position. Thankfully no one at the time suspected it was a student getting me so aroused...except for Rorke of course; he got a good look at Bridget's hand playing with my ass.

"Dang Bridget!" Rorke whispered over to her. "I think the naughty professor has a thing for you. Keep up the good work, you're really making him stand at attention. Hahaha!" This jerk. Why are we friends again?

No longer able to endure anymore of this embarrassment, I jumped my ankles out of my underwear and surged myself forward in order to fall right out of Bridget an Rorke's grip. The women in front of me cleared a path so I fell most ungracefully on my stomach and the paparazzi now had a clean shot of my ass but now I finally had an opening to get away.

With my face all red I leapt to my feet, clapped my hands over my genitals, and ran outside of the cafeteria.