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One new message. "Hey doll. Wanna have some fun?" And in the message was the picture of me from the other day that James took on his phone. My slutty,...disheveled image filled the screen. My clit throbbed at the memory. I bit my lip. My phone went off again. "So, slut, who did you fuck today?" Before I could reply, another message. "It would be a shame if that picture found it's way to the dean's office... Do you want the dean to see you like that, slut?" My heart raced at the thought. I could. Usually, I had always sat towards the middle of the bus, but this time, on the way home, I had sat near the back. This was long before school buses had cameras, seat belts, or anything of the sort. Long before cellphones or the Internet, either. I kept to myself while the other teens jibbered and jabbered and did other silly things while waiting for their stop. My stop was near the end of the line, so only a few students were left by then. Except for the two girls. I don’t know how I hadn’t. More

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