Chapter 8
by 
chyoavs
What's next?
Zoe goes to the frat party alone
Zoe finished squeezing her breasts into the tight little dress she would wear to the frat party. Then she checked her phone one more time to see if anything more interesting was happening; seeing nothing, she frowned briefly, tucked the phone into her purse, and turned to leave.
"Bye, Emma," she said over her shoulder as she stepped through the door.
"Bye, Zoe, "Emma replied as she continued to stare dutifully at her books, still blushing visibly.
What's next?
