The next day Tae did everything she could to avoid him.

She changed her route to every class, sat in the very back corner instead of her usual front-row spot, even skipped lunch in the cafeteria and ate a sad sandwich in the far corner of the library. Every time she spotted his tall, muscled frame or heard that deep laugh, her heart raced and her fat pink pussy clenched with a confusing mix of fear and heat. She kept her head down, cheeks permanently flushed, massive tits bouncing softly in another tiny cropped top and short pleated skirt. Her thighs rubbed together constantly because she was still wet from yesterday’s public humiliation.