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 ï>¿The Local Girl by MiloXarts

   The Local Girl Ch.  01

   A rich, snobby girl discovers her sexuality and more.

   ** Finally, at college!  **

   She could not wait to get rid of her parents, especially her mother, who
checked every single cupboard and drawer she found in the apartment.  She
also controlled the bathroom and the toilette.  Amber heard her complaining
loudly about the dirt and the condition of the fittings.

   "I will call the landlord!  I didn't expect that!" she said.  "I want
him to replace the fridge and the fittings in the bathroom!"

   "Okay, mom," answered Amber, irritated a little bit.

   Amber agreed with her mother about the state of the apartment, though.
The rental costs were high enough that one could expect a perfect
condition. Although, she wanted to be finally alone.

   "Are you hungry?  Do we want to eat something together before your John
and I leave?"

   "Mom, I am not hungry.  And I'm a big girl.  I'm fine, okay?"

   At least Amber's stepfather seemed pretty relaxed.  He sat in an
armchair on the balcony and was smoking a cigar.  Only when her parents
were about to leave the apartment, he said: "If there is something with the
car or something else, just let me know."

   John was forty-five and therefore six years older than Amber's mother,
Joan.  And for two years, he was her third husband.  John was handsome and
rich, and Amber wished to find a husband like him when she was ready.

   Sometimes, she fantasized about John when she masturbated lying in her
bed.  Of course, he was much older, but damn, he was so hot.  Even Amber's
friends thought he was a stud!  Since she saw him naked, with his toned
body, abs, and big cock, she repeatedly returned to the fantasy about him.

   Joan, Amber's mother, was the former 'Miss Texas' and still beautiful.
Nevertheless, she was almost forty and Amber barely nineteen.  Her sexy
body was perfect, her skin flawless.  And she inherited the best female
assets from her mother.  She did not miss the way John looked at her when
she played flirtatiously with her blonde hair.  And she loved to tease him
at times, for example, wearing a really skimpy bikini at the pool.  Amber
liked to tug her bikini bottom up to make it cut between her folds a little
bit and flash a lot of her bubble butt at the same time.  Sometimes she put
on a too-small bikini top, making her dd-cup titties almost spill out of
it. John seemed to like her kinky little actions, though.

   When she kissed him, noticing his scent, she felt a slight twitch
between her legs.

   "Okay, thank you, John," whispered the young blonde beauty.

   As her parent left the apartment, Amber jumped up.  No parents, no
roommates, she got the whole beautiful apartment was for alone!

   She grabbed the smartphone, lay down on the sofa, and called Jessica to
chat a little.  Of course, keeping her little secret for herself.  Jessica
didn't know about Amber's feelings towards her.  She had no idea how her
presence and somehow her domineering manner affected Amber.  There were
times Jessica mocked her, calling her 'Pamsi' because Amber always loved
being pampered.  This was why she was glad they weren't at the same
college. Even if she really missed her friend most of the time.

   Amber has always been a mean, arrogant, selfish little bitch, and she
knew it.  Since she could remember, she had always been popular.  She was
considered petite with her frame of about 5'3" at 112 pounds, but it didn't
hurt her.  The blonde beauty always had a big mouth and had always been
able to play social politics.  That was just a survival skill where she
came from.  There were only two people who could tame Jessica's temperament
and put her in place.  One of them was John, and the other person was
Jessica, her friend.

   Amber loved to be the center of attention, and she didn't care if she
behaved like an arrogant bitch.  However, if she was too complacent around
Jessica, her friend didn't hesitate to chastise her.

   "Stop behaving like a dumb slut," Jessica used to say at times.  And
Amber didn't know why, but she enjoyed it somehow.  Of course, she had
never told her friend how being called like this made her tingle.

   While Jessica was about to tell Amber about the dormitory and her new
roommate, Amber's hand slid under her lacy white panties.  Dipping her
fingers into the wet folds between her legs, the petite blonde started to
stroke her clit, listening to her friend's voice.  Her heart was beating
faster and faster, and she had to concentrate on not breathing too loudly.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt so horny as rarely.  She wished
Jessica would tell her something nasty, call her a dirty name as she
occasionally did, or something.

   "God, I'm so wet!" thought Amber, fingering her damp pussy.  She hoped
Jessica didn't notice the nasty wet sound it made.

   "Are you fingering yourself you little slut?" asked Jessica suddenly.

   "What?!  No!" answered Amber, breathing heavily.  She pulled her hand
back from her wet panties.  "I work out a little bit," she lied.

   "If you mean," chuckled Jessica, and Amber knew that she must have
noticed, though.

   The petite beauty didn't dare to play with herself until the phone call
ended.  Horny, with soaked panties and twitching clit, she went to her new
bedroom.  She opened the largest suitcase from the set, opened it, and dug
with rashly movements until she found the little plastic bag with a zip. 
Horny and distracted, Amber peeled off the blouse, bra, skirt, and panties
and threw herself on the bed.  Then she did something she had dreamed about
for many, many days.  She hadn't dared to do it at home.  If her mother
caught her doing what she intended to do, it would end up in a disaster. 
But finally, the petite blonde was alone.  No fear someone could come in or
knock on her door.  She opened the small plastic pack and removed black,
used lacy panties.  She had stolen them from Jessica's laundry around a
week ago.  In fact, she had stolen two pairs of her friend's used panties
on that day.  Amber smelled the scent of Jessicas little cunt and imagined
her friend pushing the lacy fabric between her folds.  For the first time
in her life, she did something that filthy!  Her face felt hot from shame,
but the scent made her clit throb.

   Amber's movements became frantic.  She moaned aloud, rubbing the used
panties over her face.  She stroked wildly her clit and felt the climax
approach.  Although, to pinch her nipples, what she usually did when
masturbating, she needed both hands free.  The blonde beauty pulled the
panties over her head with the gusset over her nose and took a deep breath.
She fantasized about Jessica and thought what her friend would say if she
knew!  She imagined Jessica standing in front of her, watching and laughing
at her, while she stroked her clit, pinched her nipples, and moaned like a
whore.  Yes, she wanted to feel like a whore at that moment!  And then
Amber almost exploded as the orgasm rolled over her in a big wave of
pleasure.

   As Amber recovered, sweating from the effort, she smiled luckily and
thought how fucked up she sometimes was.

   ** Preserving appearances **

   It took a few days for Amber to find her way into the social scene of
the campus.  It wasn't a big deal, though!  It didn't last long until she
had new friends or, as she liked to think about them, followers.  Of
course, they were also fashion victims like herself.  Still, almost none of
the girls could afford such expensive designer clothes as Amber did.

   "What should I say, I am the hottest most popular girl!" she smiled to
herself.

   And, of course, the girls loved taking pictures with Amber.  Hot girls
did that.  They photographed themselves, posted the photos on Instagram,
made videos, and linked each other.

   The blonde beauty had been taught that preserving appearances was one of
the most essential things in social relations.  Thus she needed a handsome
guy she could be seen with.  And before the lectures began, Amber found
someone who caught her eye.  She found out that his name was Lucas, a tall
guy with broad shoulders.  His rather long, brown hair fell slightly into
his distinctive face with full lips.  And there were something mysterious
about his dark, almost black eyes.  Except for the eyes, he looked pretty
much like a younger copy of John, her stepfather.  This was likely what had
caught her attention.  And Amber decided for herself he was the right one.
She didn't know if he was with someone, but she didn't care either.  She
knew how to turn a man's head without giving him too much.

   Wearing a powder-pink, short, pleated skirt showing pretty much of her
legs was the right approach to attract attention.  Even if petite, Amber's
body was well proportioned.  Not to mention her beautiful, heart-shaped
face, big blue eyes, and pouty lips.  Her slender, tanned legs, quite long
for her size, attracted much attention.  And they looked even longer with
the white sandals on four-inch heels she wore that day.  A little makeup,
with lipgloss on her lips, and a tight white shirt, which emphasized her
big breasts, made her look like a wet dream.  Her long, blonde hair, with
the natural, wavy cascades, gave her the look of classic American beauty.

   "Oh, sorry, may I," she pushed herself between the people on the stairs.
As she passed Lucas, she made another step and let her books slide out of
her hands.  The books and a notebook fell on the stairs.  "Oh, silly me,"
she said with a high-pitched voice.  She bent over at the waist, only
slightly bending her knees, to collect the books.  She knew Lucas was
standing right behind her and got a good view of her behind, covered by the
sexy little skirt.  Maybe he could even take a peek under it, at her white
'Victoria's Secret' panties.  Of course, not a string, but still sexy, she
found.

   Several guys were eager to help her, but Lucas held the economics book
in his hands as she looked back.  Good girl, Amber pat on her back.

   "What do you study?" Lucas asked.

   "Social Marketing," Amber answered.  "And, thank you for helping me,"
she added with a compelling smile.

   "No problem at all," he said with a bright smile.

   "I'm new here and hardly know anyone," she said and didn't even had to
lie.  "Would you like to eat something with me?" she asked but noticed
Lucas's hesitation.

   "Sure.  Why not," Lucas answered.  Where do you want to go?" he asked.
Amber found him quite shy, for a guy looking that hot.

   The petite beauty loved when her plans worked.  She spent not only
lunchtime with Lucas but the whole afternoon.  He stumbled into her trap as
she intended.  She learned pretty much about him, for example, that he had
a girlfriend somewhere in Kentucky.

   "Not for long," she said to herself.

   Later, when alone in her apartment, Amber thought about Lucas.  When he
became her boyfriend, he would want to have sex with her.  And she still
didn't know if she was ready for it.  Would she ever be?  She asked
herself.

   Amber has been thinking a lot about having a family and a husband
someday.  God, her mother, relatives, and the community expected that from
a respectable woman like her anyway.  The problem was, like every man, her
husband would want to have sex with her sooner or later.  And this was
something she wasn't sure about herself.  The blonde guessed she was
bisexual because it made her wet when she thought about Brian, her last
boyfriend, as she gave him a handjob in his car.  Or when she thought about
John, a model of a man for her.  Of course, she has had a lot of boyfriends
during the last few years.  She snogged with them and held hands, but there
was almost no experience.  They mainly were good-looking boys to go out
with and make her friends jealous.  But having sex with guys wasn't
anything that exciting for her.  Would it change when she first slept with
one?  She thought.

   What made Amber really weak were pretty girls.  She had known it for a
long time already.  The blonde beauty always wanted to kiss a girl and even
did it a few times.  And when thinking about sex, she imagined naked female
bodies, tits, and pussies, she licked.  It had become a dilemma since the
petite beauty became aware of her sexuality.  And now she wanted to have
sex with another person more than ever before!  But she wanted to make it
with a girl, at least the very first time.

   On the other hand, she knew her mother and stepfather would never accept
if she told them she was a lesbian.  She has thought it was a sin herself.
And finally, all the confusion had made her lose her virginity, if ever
(she still wasn't sure), to her small plastic vibrator.

   Nevertheless, here at college, far away from home, she would find a girl
to try it out, she promised herself.  And after that, maybe she would even
have sex with her new handsome boyfriend, she thought.

   With her mind swirling around sex and the arousal dripping from her damp
pussy, Amber grabbed her MacBook Air and leaned back on her comfortable
sofa.  She opened the secret browser used only for porn.  Then she opened
her favorite bookmarks containing mostly lesbian sex videos and stories.

   Amber's hand slid under her skirt and under the waistband of her sexy
baby-blue panties and ran her fingers over the neatly trimmed bush of her
pussy.  She felt the wetness and smelled the scent of her arousal.  She
used the touchpad with her other hand, looking for her favorite videos.

   After a few minutes of scrolling over the found content, she felt
frustrated.  She didn't see in her collection anything she needed. 
Although, Amber didn't exactly know what she was looking for at the moment.
Still, today she felt incredibly naughty and felt the urge to find
something extraordinarily kinky.  She pulled the notebook over her lap and
started to google.

   A profile of a girl on a great-designed website caught her attention. 
After a short time, she realized that it was an adult platform where people
from worldwide could sell their pictures and videos.  The profile which
caught Amber's attention was named 'subSlutLuna.' The blonde scrolled over
the title picture and looked at a girl her age, maybe a little older.  She
was beautiful and naked.  And each of her quite big tits was bound with a
nylon rope.  The reduced blood circulation turned the tight skin blue.  And
there were clamps with little bells attached to her sore-looking, long
nipples.

   Amber read the profile description, and the rate of her heartbeat
increased with each line.  The description ended with words: 'Please send
me more degrading ideas.  Write some comments, degrade and humiliate me
verbally.  I am a stupid little slut, and I really need it.'

   "You fucking little slut!" Amber moaned, stroking her clit faster.  "You
have no self-respect, have you?" she babbled while her fingers dipped
deeper between her sopping wet folds.  The movies were part of the paid
content, but the pictures were free.

   Amber scrolled down to the following pictures on the blog, and they
turned out to be a small series of animated gifs of the same girl.  In the
first photo, the slut, as the little blonde thought of the girl, squatted
over a huge dildo and pushed it up her ass.  In the second and third
pictures, the slut rocked the enormous thing hard, making it disappear deep
inside of her.  Amber couldn't believe how it was possible.  But she knew
it wasn't a trick.  That dirty slut really pushed the whole thing up her
ass.  Amber's thoughts came thick and fast.  Her fingers stroked her clit
frantically now.  She started to moan and realized she didn't have to be
quiet anymore, like in her parent's house.  She was alone!  Suddenly, a
thought shot in her head, and she jumped off the sofa.

   She found her 'special' toiletry bag.  With trembling hands, Amber
grabbed her old, small vibrator.  It was only a little bit longer and
bigger than her middle finger.  Then she took a towel from the bathroom,
spread it over the sofa seat, removed her panties, and sat back, with her
knees drawn up.  She leaned back and spread her thighs wide while stroking
her clit again.  Within seconds the beauty was in the mood again, moaning
loudly.

   She scrolled down slowly to the following animated picture showing the
slut humping the colossal dildo, with her tits bouncing up and down, making
the cat bells tingling.

   Amber switched her tiny vibrator and pushed it slowly into her tight
cunt.  She loved to think about her vagina as a cunt when aroused.  She
moved the toy a little bit until her juices lubricated it.  Her heart was
pounding, her breathing became faster.  Moaning and writhing with an
incredible desire, Amber moved the small dildo farther down and pushed it
into her virgin asshole until the whole three inches disappeared inside of
her.  She removed then her hand and tilted her pelvis, enclosing the toy
inside of her ass.

   The vibrations spread over her abdomen, her thighs and made her clit
throb with desire.  Her cunt gushed like never before.  Amber got dizzy
from the new emotions and the kinky visions swirling in her head.  She
moaned very loud now, feeling the climax approaching.  Her legs began to
shake.

   However, the curiosity about how the image story ended made Amber delay
her orgasm and scroll down to the following animated gif.  It showed the
slut still rocking the dildo, but this time with her mouth open and tongue
lolling out.  She even drooled!

   "You sick little bitch!" Amber moaned, almost screaming!  But in the
next step, she opened her mouth by herself and put her tongue out.  She
didn't realize it anymore, as she started to hump the sofa while stroking
her clit and pinching her nipples with the other hand.  This obscene
gesture fueled her lust, and she lost herself in the animal urge.  The
drool dripping from her tongue and splattering her tits fueled her wild
desire.  The last image of the series on her notebook screen showed the
girl pulling the dildo out of her ass and squirting while she began to suck
on it.

   "You disgusting fucking pig!" Screamed Amber as, for the very first time
in her life, the squirt shot out of her.  The small dildo slid out of her
tight anal hole while she trembled and quivered under the pressure of the
climax!

   Exhausted and almost senseless, Amber lay back, breathing fast.  Her
hands trembled, and her whole body shivered with excitement still being
present.  Also, her nipples were hard now as before.  She still felt so
horny and unfulfilled, she thought.  The blonde turned her head to the
notebook with the dirty girl again.  Watching the slut pulling the dildo
out of her sloppy asshole and pushing it into her mouth instantly made
Amber's cunt cream again.  She found it disgusting beyond belief, yet
turning her on!  She couldn't explain it.  While watching this kinky scene,
Amber's fingers started again brushing over her swollen sex, dipping
between the wet folds.  She felt for the dildo with the other hand until
she found it.

   The petite beauty closed her eyes, stroking her clit fast until she
began to moan.  Slightly hesitating, smelling her own filth on the
vibrator, she slowly parted her lips and pushed it into her wet mouth.  She
felt so disgusted by herself!  But this only raised her lust!  She only
touched her clit, without even starting to stroke it as her cunt began to
contract and spasm, squirting all over the sofa again.

   The intensity of the orgasm made tears run down her cheeks while her
body spasmed.

   ** The ladies' room encounter **

   Amber couldn't really concentrate on the lecture about the origin of
marketing.  The newly experienced desires and the emotional adventures
didn't let her go.  It was so insane!  Never before the petite beauty had
masturbated more than two times the same day!  And yesterday, she stroked
her clit almost the whole night until her pussy felt sore.

   After the second lecture came the lunch break.  Amber left the course
and headed to the ladies' room.  As soon as she locked the cubicle, she
lifted the skirt and pulled her panties halfway down.  The crotch was wet
from her arousal.  The scent of her sex spread in the narrow room.

   Amber couldn't help it, as her hand found almost independently her way
between her legs.  Her pussy was so fucking wet!  Not only damp but
incredibly swollen and dripping.  The vivid images of the previous night
found their way into her mind and spread all over her imagination.  With
her mind's eye, the blonde saw the slutty blog girl fucking her ass with a
huge dildo and sucking after that on it.  She saw herself doing the same
with her own toy.  She remembered the disgust and the disgrace she felt. 
Yet, thinking of it made her stroke her clit faster.  While rubbing her
pussy with one, she let her other hand slip behind, between her ass cheeks.
Lost in her imagination, Amber began slowly to massage her rear opening
with her finger again, then pushed it carefully in.  She leaned her flushed
face against the cold surface of the door.  Still playing with her clit,
she shoved the second finger into her tight asshole and began to move it in
and out.  The sensation was overwhelming.  Amber felt embarrassed about
herself, but her cunt started to make messy, disgusting noises, wanting
more of it.  She knew she was about to cum.  She craved it so much!

   Yet, just before the climax flushed over her, she heard the door open!
When laughter echoed, Amber fell silent and tried to calm.  Her heart was
still beating fast.  Her mind raced, but she didn't dare to move.  Two
girls giggled, entered the toilette, and chatted.  Although, Amber didn't
really listen.  Still leaning against the stall door, she tried to calm her
breathing and whirling emotions.

   The unknown girls used the toilettes, flushed them, and left the
cubicles, incessantly talking to each other while doing it.  Amber hoped
only they wouldn't notice her.

   Then as she looked down, she realized her panties must have slid down
her legs as she masturbated and were resting on her pumps, around her
ankles.  Unfortunately, the cubicle stall separators and doors offered a
space of about ten inches between them and the floor.  A beam of halogen
light fell under the door directly on the slimy crotch of her panties. 
Amber could see it and knew that the girls would see it too if they only
dared to look.

   The petite beauty froze, with her face glowing with shame.  Not daring
to move, she hoped she would remain undiscovered.  The girls were still
chatting, and it seemed like Amber would get away with it.

   "Are you ready or what?" asked one of them.

   "Wait a jiffy, let me put some lip--," she interrupted in between.  Then
she added: "Oh my gosh, do you see that?" she asked with disbelief.

   The other girl giggled.  "Oh my gosh, how wet!" she chirped, almost
singing.

   "It's disgusting!" said the other.

   Both women burst into laughter.

   A wave of shame hit Amber, as would someone slap her face.  But at the
exact moment, every muscle in her body began to spasm as her orgasm washed
through her.  Glob after glob of thick clear cum gushed out of her cunt
onto the white Victoria's Secret panties between her legs.

   She barely heard the giggling as the girls left the restroom, leaving
her alone.

   Amber didn't dare to leave the cubicle for the next hour until she could
be sure that the girls who had discovered her humiliation weren't near the
ladies' room anymore.

   Back in her apartment, but still feeling dizzy from the emotions of what
happened a few hours ago, the blonde spent almost sixty minutes under the
shower.  She was torn between the shame she felt and the need to give in to
her desires.  Tears welled up in her eyes as embarrassment washed over her.
Still, the same humiliating affection made her clit pulse in the next
minute, and she had to force herself not to touch herself again.

   ** The flirt on the beach **

   It took a lot of effort not to play with herself in the days that
followed.  The petite blonde avoided opening the secret browser on her
notebook and forced herself not to think about the kinky girl and her
shameful blog.

   The first day was hard, but attending the lectures and meeting friends
made it more accessible.  Amber learned a few new friends, including Julie
and Mackenzie, who also tried their own fashion blogs.

   Another day, as she left the building, she met Lucas again.  He was
sitting on the stairs, eating a sandwich and reading something on his
smartphone.  It was a sunny, hot Californian day with beautiful cumulus
clouds in the sky.  Amber's ambition awakened, and she thought back to her
goal of turning Lucas's head.

   "How are you?" she asked.  She wore a tight, white sleeveless top and
pleated grey skirt.  It was still pretty short but a bit more descent than
many others she owned.  White pumps matched the outfit, as well as decent
makeup.  Her hair was bound into a simple ponytail.

   Lucas smiled, looking up.

   "I thought you disappeared," he said.  "To be honest, I was looking for
you yesterday," he added.

   "Oh, really?  I am sorry, I was busy.  You know, the lectures and
stuff," she chirped.  Her plan still worked, she thought.  "But if you
want, we could spend some time today," she said.

   "Sure?  What do you suggest?"

   "Am just a girl, and you are a strong man," she teased a little.  "Any
plans?" she gave him a flirting smile.

   "Well, there is a beautiful lake with an even more beautiful, sandy
beach not far from here," he said shyly.  "I mean, it's a hot day, but if
you don't want--," he wanted to expand, but he cut him off.

   "Okay," she answered.

   "Really?" he asked, surprised.

   "Yes, let's do it," Amber answered.

   "Oh, great.  Let me call a buddy.  He got a car," said Lucas and started
to scroll over the contacts on his phone.

   "You don't need to.  We can take my convertible."

   "Oh, really?  Okay.  Then let's do it," Lucas said.

   "I must change into a swimsuit, and I guess you need your swim trunks
too?" Amber asked rhetorically.  "We can't go swimming naked, can we?" She
teased again.

   "Of course, you are right.  Let us fetch the things.  Where do we want
to meet?"

   "I am a lady and can't just fetch something," she said with a pretended
indignation but smiled then.  "I will meet you here in an hour, okay?" she
answered.

   After arriving in her apartment, Amber took a shower and shaved her
bikini zone.  After that, she looked for all her swimsuits and bikinis and
then considered them spread all over her bed.  The petite beauty decided on
the yellow one, with white trims, that she had worn the last time in Cancun
a few months ago.  It was maybe a little bit daring, but she had to make an
impression on Lucas.

   After another ten minutes, wearing the bikini, sunglasses, sun hat, and
a tunic, the sexy blonde was almost ready.  She packed two beach towels in
a large cloth bag and finally headed to the car to pick up Lucas.

   While driving, Amber noticed how Lucas started on her legs.  She liked
it and wondered if he would dare to touch her.  He didn't, but she felt how
much he wanted.

   The lake was beautiful with its clear water, the surrounding trees, and
the sandy beach in this area.  Many people were on that hot day at the
lake, and most of them were students.  The sun burned mercilessly, but
Lucas found a shady spot.

   The water in the lake was pretty cold but still acceptable.  After
taking a bath, they laid down and talked, enjoying the relaxing moment. 
Lucas was pretty straightforward, Amber thought.  He was honest and maybe
even a little naive, however.  He told her about his brother and his
parents and their farm.  Amber told him a bit of herself, too, without
giving too much away.

   While walking, swimming, and fooling around, the bikini bottom tended to
cut in between Amber's round buttocks.  She noticed the boys ogling at her,
And also Lucas seemed to enjoy the sight.  And the petite beauty never
really hurried to cover her bubble butt, letting him pretty much time to
discover her body with his eyes.

   "Looking, not touching, sweetheart," she thought, smiling.

   The sun slowly leaned towards the horizon, and the beach thinned out as
Amber jumped out of the water and ran toward the towels.  Her tits bounced
up and down, and the bikini cut even more between her legs.  Still, she
ignored it, even as the wet, yellow, now semi-transparent bikini slid
slightly between her folds, creating a visible cameltoe.  Two guys were
lying on her towels and looking at her as she passed them.  They measured
her body with their eyes, and she saw as they noticed the outlining pussy.
But she passed them by confidently, without looking back.

   Lucas caught up with Amber in the next moment and pushed her gently down
on her towel.  There was a short pause as they looked at each other.  Water
dripped from his hair.  She moved her head and kissed him.  He kissed her
back, although a bit of hesitating.  However, his hand slid up on her
thigh. They started to kiss passionately.

   Their spot between the trees was slightly off the beach, and none was
nearby.  Apart from that, Amber had noticed in passing that most of the
remaining students were couples and busy with themselves.  Out of an
impulse, she moved her hand toward his crotch and rubbed his dick through
his trunks.  The sexy blonde couldn't explain why she did, but the desire
to feel a hard cock in her hand again drove her.  It had been a while since
she gave Brian a hand job the last time.  And Amber must have admitted she
liked the feeling of a hard penis in her hand.  Lucas' fingers, however,
reached Amber's pulsing clit and began to stroke it slightly through her
bikini bottom.

   "Not so shy anymore," she thought and let him do, at least for a while.
She noticed how aroused he had become and how wet she became by herself. 
Not wanting to give him the wrong impression, she stopped his hand.

   "Listen, Lucas, I know you have a girlfriend, and you must know, I am
not that kind of girl," she whispered, playing the sincere.

   "Oh fuck, you are right.  I am sorry.  I don't know why--," Lucas tried
to explain.

   "Because you can't wait to lay me down and fuck me," was what she
thought.  But she said: "I could be your girlfriend, and I have pretty much
to offer.  Nevertheless, I have to be sure to be the only one," she smiled
and kissed him on his cheek.  She played the game perfectly, and she knew
it.  "I really hope you understand," she said, looking him in the eyes.

   "You are absolutely right," said Lucas.  "I have to be sure of my own
feelings."

   It just went excellent, Amber thought.  Lucas needed a little more time
to himself, which gave her more space to find out if she really wanted to
have sex with him.

   The petite beauty had time, a lot of time, and she was pretty sure,
sooner or later, he would crawl to her feet.

   ** A breathtaking climax again **

   After the first week at the campus, Amber had the feeling to have
arrived.  She had found a clique of like-minded people with whom she could
talk about fashion, but also new digital opportunities.  The beauty
discussed the latest social media hints and new emerging opportunities
going along with them.  She began to feel like a bit of an academic.

   Sometimes she regretted not living in a dormitory like her new friends.
On the other hand, everyone envied her for her luxurious apartment.  She
didn't need to share the space with anyone.  And at nights, when Amber was
alone, she had to admit that it was indeed an advantage.  After three days
of sexual abstinence, she couldn't resist anymore.  Already during the
lectures, she could hardly stand it because her panties got wet that much.
The vivid memories of the embarrassing situation as she had masturbated in
the ladies' room left her no peace.  The shame she had felt followed by the
most powerful orgasm of her life let her constantly think about it.

   And almost every day, she was thinking about the kinky blog she had
discovered a few days ago.  The girl's profile 'subSlutLuna' was burned
into her imagination.  However, the thought of getting wet on
submissiveness or even humiliation terrified her.  It was so wrong, so
incompatible with her convictions and upbringing.  Yet, she couldn't resist
thinking about such depraved, humiliating things.

   After all, Amber gave in.  She opened her MacBook Air and clicked on the
secret browser to navigate to the particular blog she wanted to see so much
again.  The site reloaded, and Amber's heart began to drum in her chest. 
Again she heard the blood rushing in her ears.

   The newest update contained no pictures like earlier but a video of the
girl.  To see the videos, she had to pay using her credit card.  The movies
weren't expensive, and apart from that, the money wasn't a problem.  Amber
hesitated because she didn't want her mother or John to discover it.  On
the other side, her mother never checked the credit card bills, at least,
not by such small amounts.  Excited, with trembling fingers, she created a
user profile, entered the requested data, and was ready to open each
content she desired on that page.

   Amber scrolled down to the movie, pushed the buy button, and purchased
it.  After that, she clicked the play button and watched spellbound at the
screen.  The camera pointed at a red, old chair on which the girl sat.  She
flung her legs shamelessly over the armrests, presenting her bald shaved
pussy to the audience.  The big tits of the slut were bound and dark blue
again.  But this time, even her nipples seemed to be stretched out and
bound with elastic bands or something.  However, the most humiliating thing
the girl had done, at least in Amber's opinion, was to put on a pig's nose
made of plastic on her face.  Having a cloth pin on her tongue at the same
time.  The slut showed her face to the audience all over the world what
shocked Amber as much as it turned her on.

   The beauty's cunt leaked into her panties within seconds, soaking
through.  She didn't even notice pinching her own nipples while she watched
the spectacle with an open mouth.

   The girl in the video slobbered all over herself and moaned as she
grabbed a leather strap.  Then, spreading her thighs even more, she began
to blister her shaved cunt with it.  The blows came fast and hard, and the
pink flesh of the slut's pussy became deep red in no time.  Amber's finger
stroked her clit as she moaned loudly.

   "Yes, you fucking cunt, whip your stupid little cunt, you deserve it!"
she spat.

   The video ended abruptly, as the girl started sobbing, leaving Amber
exhausted and sweaty.  Damn, she was so short before climax!  Calming a
bit, the blonde scrolled down to look for another video or pictures and
hoped to find something equally degrading.  She didn't know what was
driving her, but the desire to see the girl being degraded made her clit
throb.  She wanted to see her suffer, thinking at the same time if she
could do something like this, or at least behave so shamelessly in front of
a camera.  Amber found a series of animated gifs of the slut shaving her
cunt bald next.  There were a lot of comments below, and she wondered how
she would look so clean shaved like a porn star.  How would it feel like to
touch herself?

   The petite beauty continued to scroll down and found another video to
buy.  After buying and starting it, Amber watched the girl as she walked
down a narrow corridor with paint peeling off the walls.  This time her
tits were not bound, but she had the clips again on her nipples with a
small chain dangling between them.  Except for white panties with red
hearts, she was naked.  The video continued as a door opened, and the girl
entered a room with a wooden floor.  The camera then swiveled into the
opposite direction to show a group of three females and one male whose
faces had been blurred.  Amber's heart began to beat faster again as she
watched the humiliating action.  She heard the other girls in the
background giggling and talking in a language she didn't understand.

   However, the slut's face blushed, and the petite blonde could empathize
with her shame.  She even felt her own face glowing with embarrassment,
imagining herself standing in front of the group instead.  Her arousal hit
a new level.  She panted heavily while her fingers frantically stroked her
clit.  Her cunt gushed already, and she was on the verge of an orgasm.  But
she really wanted to see how the video ended.  Suddenly, a tall, slender
girl in a black miniskirt, opaque pantyhose, and a black hooded sweatshirt
approached the naked slut and pulled her panties down to her ankles. 
Everything happened in front of the others.  Amber heard the giggles in the
background again and quivered with humiliation and excitement.  In the
following sequence, the hooded girl disappeared from the camera angle and
returned with two long, thin twigs in her hand.  The embarrassed, naked
girl said something in the language like before, and Amber wished she would
understand her words.  Her facial expression seemed mortified, and tears
welled up in her eyes.  Watching the sequence, Amber's hand became faster
on her clit, while she bit on the other hand's fingers.  Her chest went up
and down.  Sweating, panting, and playing with her cunt, she followed the
action on the screen as the hooded girl cut with the twigs through the air.
The swooshing sound rang out in the speakers.  The naked slut, still
standing in front of the group, suddenly started to pee herself, and
Amber's orgasm flushed over her.  The blonde's dazed head, flooded with
emotions, felt like it would explode.  The video ended at that point, but
she didn't notice anymore.  Her pussy gushed the squirt all over the place!
The breathtaking climax continued until she slumped exhausted on the sofa.

   ** The sex shop **

   The night had become a masturbation marathon again.  Amber didn't count
how many times she had fingered her sore pussy and how many times she came.
But as she awoke, her bedroom smelled of female arousal.  Looking at the
watch, she stated she overslept.  There was no need to hurry anymore.  Her
notebook was still open, but the battery was empty.  She connected the
charging cable and went to the bathroom, still consumed by the wild,
naughty dreams she had over the night.

   Under the shower, she looked at the neatly trimmed bush of her pussy and
decided to shave it a little bit more until only a narrow strip on her
mound remained.

   After drying herself with the towel, she noticed that her pussy became
more sensitive.  The knew feeling aroused her.

   Amber returned to the living room and closed the notebook but logged
instead.  Her arousal grew with each second as she watched at the profile
of 'subSlutLuna.' She knew she had to stop.  Otherwise, her masturbation
orgy would run out of control.  However, before closing the browser, Amber
noticed a commercial for an online sex shop.  Suddenly she knew what she
wanted to do today!  She opened another tab in the browser and typed
googled for a sex shop nearby.  She found it in the city, only a few
minutes away with a car.  But at first, she had to clean the sofa and then
wipe the floor.  Not to forget about ventilating the apartment.

   Two hours later, styled, wearing an expensive, sexy white summer dress
with matching high-heeled sandals, she parked her convertible at a curb and
hesitated.  The sex shop didn't look like a shady place.  It seemed pretty
nice and bright.  What kind of a girl would look in a sex shop for?  She
asked herself the question repeatedly while she watched people and cars
passing by.  And being honest with herself, she didn't really know what she
came there for.

   On the one hand, she wanted to have a really realistic dildo so as not
to be a virgin anymore if she decided to sleep with Lucas.  But her vivid
fantasy returned to the video sequences, making her mentally digress to
nipple clamps and other toys and maybe even a strap or a paddle?  She was
ashamed of her thoughts.  While white lacy panties moistened, however.

   She couldn't make it, she decided, started the Mini Cooper, and drove
away.  But then, after fifteen minutes of driving the streets aimlessly,
she came back.  She parked, stopped the engine, and spotted a black-haired
girl on the sidewalk across the street at the exact moment.  Amber couldn't
name what caught her attention, except that the girl was beautiful.  Her
hair was straight, black, and shiny and her skin had a color of milky
coffee.  The tight, black leather-look leggings made the slender, toned
legs appear incredibly long, especially in the spiked pumps.  Amber didn't
find gothic girls buff or sexy, but this was indeed a cutie.  The blonde
followed the girl with her eyes and opened her mouth, surprised as she
disappeared inside the sex shop.

   Amber got of the car, crossed the street, and headed to the sex shop. 
She almost bumped with a man who had just opened the door to leave the
shop. Amber sneaked inside.  Once in, she slowed down, surprised by its
neat design.

   The shop was more extensive and more pleasantly furnished than she would
ever think.  Soft, pleasant music echoed from the speakers, and it smelled
of orange blossoms.

   Amber witnessed a couple standing in front of a shelf in one of the
rooms.  She made a few steps looking at the racks on the wall, full of
vibrators, dildos, and other sex toys.  She discovers a little more while
looking for the raven girl.  In another room, she found fetish and BDSM
clothes, skirts, dresses, pants, hats, masks, chains, and others things
made of leather, latex, or steel.  But the girl wasn't there either.

   Amber returned to the main room, noticing the checkout counter at that
moment.  The beauty from before sat behind the counter and read a book. 
She even didn't look in Amber's direction.

   The petit blonde hoped the girl would witness her, but she apparently
didn't care.  From there, the black girl looked even prettier.  Amber had
to find a way to get into conversation with her.  To buy something was
likely the safest way.  Despite the shame, she found a rubber dildo with a
suction cup that looked quite realistic.  Amber grabbed the plastic
packaging and went to the fetish room, where she had spotted nipple clamps
a few minutes before.  She grabbed the paper box and wanted to leave, as
she noticed a leather tawse, looking similar to the one she had seen in the
movie.  Amber grabbed it also.  With the sex toys in her hands, she risked
a glimpse at the checkout, but there was none.  Excited yet extremely
ashamed, she went to the counter.  Her heart pounded, and the blood rustled
in her ears.

   The girl behind the counter put her book away and got up.  She looked at
Amber for the very first time.  With her green almond eyes and the little
snub nose, she inevitably had something Asian about her.  Even if she was
actually black.  Amber had seen thousands of fashion magazines and photos
of models on the internet but had never seen such an exotic girl in real.

   "It makes hundred eighty-six dollars and twenty, Miss," said the exotic
beauty with an emotionless expression on her face and charming voice.

   "Miss?" thought Amber.  It made her blush even more.

   The girl still looked into her eyes, making Amber unable to move.  Heat
spread over her body.

   She felt dizzy.  Not because she was in a sex shop nor because of the
items she was about to buy.  The exotic girl's presence alone did it to
her.

   "Or is there anything else I can help you with, Miss?" asked the
beautiful cashier once more, pulling Amber out of her daydream into
reality.

   "Excuse me!  It's my first time...  in a shop like this, I mean,"
answered Amber, embarrassed.

   She felt unlike herself.  Where was her self-confidence?  She tried to
sound more confident.

   "Could you help me, please?  I am not sure if I made the right choice,"
Amber said, trying to involve the girl in conversation, despite the
embarrassment.

   The girl smiled amusedly, and Amber had the impression that the
beautiful eyes could see right through her.  She noticed the girl's dark,
almost black lips, black nails, nose and ear piercings, and other few
details typical of the gothic style.  And the blonde was surprised to find
that there was nothing about the girl she disliked.

   "You mean the plastic dildo or the leather strap?" the salesgirl asked.

   "I mean the dildo," Amber answered.  Her cheeks burned with shame.  "I
have never used anything like that."

   "Well, I would recommend buying a lube, Miss.  Particularly when you
want to use it for anal sex," the girl answered.  "Like that over there,"
she pointed at a shelf with plastic tubes with a clear, liquid substance
inside.

   Amber squirmed with shame as she heard the words.  She would never use
such a large thing anally, or would she?  But the suggestion alone made her
pussy gush so much that she was afraid she would leave a filthy puddle on
the floor.

   "Oh, no, I wouldn't...  But, like, I'll take it, I guess...," she
stammered, went to the rack with wobbly knees, and grabbed one of the
tubes, feeling the girl's eyes on her this time.

   "This one," the cashier pointed at the tube Amber held in her hand, "is
with a strawberry flavor.  You could even put it also in your mouth if you
wanted." Once again, the girl smiled, amused, apparently enjoying Amber's
behavior.

   How the attractive cashier explained things to Amber created the
nastiest, most perverted visions in her imagination.

   "And this wicked smile!" thought Amber.

   Her embarrassment spread over her chest, abdomen, and between her legs,
making her feel light-headed from the arousal.

   "Oh, gosh...  Like, good to know, thank you," she answered, stammering
again.

   "And the tawse here," the exotic girl mentioned the leather strap on the
counter, "is a UK import.  It looks pretty harmless, but it can leave nasty
marks on your skin.  You should know about it before using it.  I mean, in
case you want to spend a hot day at the beach in a bikini or so. 
Otherwise, someone might notice, Miss."

   "Once again, this Miss," thought Amber.  "We are the same age!  Why does
she do that?"

   The blonde felt hot and was sweating while her clit throbbed so much
that she couldn't wait to be alone to finger herself.

   "Oh, well, I..., you know, I mean, thank you for the explanation," she
answered, trying to sound more confident, but it didn't work.  Her pathetic
babbling made her feel weak and dumb, which increased the embarrassment.

   "Not a problem," the exotic salesgirl smiled.  It makes altogether
hundred ninety-seven dollars and forty.  Do you want to pay cash or credit
card, Miss?"

   "Credit card, please," answered Amber and pulled her card from the
purse.

   As the salesgirl looked at the card, a new wave of shame flushed through
the petite beauty because the girl knew her real name now!  Nevertheless,
it was too late to pull out.

   "I wish you a lot of fun with those toys, Miss," said the girl with a
knowing smile, giving the credit card back to Amber.  "And hope to see you
back again soon," she added.

   Amber's old self screamed inside her to immediately get out of the shop.
However, she caught herself looking for an idea to meet that girl again.

   "Oh, like, are you here every day here?" she asked.  "Uhm, in case I
forgot something," she added.

   "Pretty every evening, Miss," she added, looking again directly into
Amber's eyes.  The girl's green eyes penetrated her.  And none ever before
made her heart flutter like this.

   "Oh, thank you," she answered.  "Thank you, again for the..., thank
you," she added once again, cursing herself for behaving like an idiot. 
She grabbed the plastic bag and hurried, heading to the car.

   ** A bra for her needs **

   The air conditioner cooled the car's interior down to seventy-one
degrees within a few minutes.  However, Amber was still sweating.  She
closed the top and pulled up the tinted windows, creating a little bit of
privacy.  She still didn't move, consumed by her thoughts about the sex
shop girl, the shameful moments she had endured, and the kinky fantasies
that let her still feel so damn horny.

   Amber pulled up the hem of her dress over her thighs, revealing her
white panties, and let her hand slip under the light fabric.  Since she had
shaved most of her bush, the tender skin of her pussy felt more sensitive.
And when she got wet, like now, her hairless folds were damp and slippery.
The touch of her throbbing clit made her want to satisfy herself now and
there.  The horny beauty considered the clamps she had just bought and
decided to try them on.  She looked in the side mirrors and through the
side windows, turning her head, but only a few people passed by.  Hastily,
with shaky hands, she reached back and undid the bra.  She took it off with
quick but hasty movements and placed it in the passenger seat.  The slight
scrubbing of her rock-hard nipples against the coarse fabric of the dress
made her squirm with desire.

   Amber shook the contents of the plastic bag onto the seat next to her,
opened the packaging, and took out the nipple clamps linked with a thin
chain.  She adjusted the tiny screw and then put the first clip on her hard
nipple.  She gasped with pain and pleasure, then followed the next clamp.
The ache felt heavenly!  The pressure on her nipples impacted her clit,
which started to throb even more.  The scent of her female arousal spread
in the car.  She looked into the rearview mirror, considering her blushed
face, then lowered it to see if the top of her designer dress revealed what
was underneath.  It didn't.  Not the clamps nor the chain outlined in the
fabric.

   Amber knew it still wasn't done.  Her tits had to be bound, as seen in
the video.

   "Your tits should hurt, you nasty little slut," she said to her mirror
expression.

   Using vulgar names for her girly bits in her thoughts made her feel
dirty and slutty.

   The thought about what to do.  Buying a rope was one of the
possibilities.  Still, Amber knew it would be difficult, if not impossible,
to do it by herself.  Although, another idea appeared to be much better. 
It could work, she thought.  Amber corrected the rearview mirror,
straightened up, buckled up, took a deep breath, and started the car.

   Hundreds or even thousands of times, Amber Willson walked corridors of
shopping malls, passing shop windows, parading her beauty, sexy body, and
expensive clothes around.  She loved seeing men daydreaming about her and
other women envying her.  Her facial expression, posture, and grace she
moved on her high heels pictured ever-present her self-confidence and
position in society.

   That day, however, as Amber walked through the crowded, air-conditioned
mall, she felt a bit different.  The constant rubbing of her tortured
nipples against the fabric caused a sensual pain that whipped up her
excitement to an unbearable level.  Her pussy was extremely swollen, making
her hips sway more now and her walk look lascivious.  And on top of that,
her virgin cunt constantly oozed, making the blonde's silk panties stick to
her shaved lips.  She imagined she could smell her own scent and worried
that others might smell it too.  She felt like a slut walking along the
aisle.  She pictured that everyone knew how wet and horny she was,
increasing her excitement.

   What Amber was looking for was a cheap lingerie store.  She would have
to cut up a bra for her purposes, and it would be a sin to destroy a
designer piece.  But she spotted a shop which could be the right one.  It
was a cheap teen fashion, exactly what she was looking for.  Wearing her
over two thousand dollars expensive outfit, she felt pretty misplaced in
the store, though.  She realized it was the very first time in such a junk
shop.

   After a quick orientation, she noticed the tables with bras and panties.
And after a while, she found two bras in size 70AAA size.  Of course, the
cups were way too small, but that was the idea.  The only important thing
was that the scope fit.  Those bras seemed to be the right choice.

   Amber went to the checkout counter and paid for the bras.

   "Excuse me, do you have scissors, maybe?" she asked the saleswoman
behind the counter.

   "Sure, but please bring them right back," said the woman and handed her
the scissors.

   "Of course," answered Amber and took both bras into the changing booth.

   She closed the curtain and took off the dress watching herself in the
mirror.  Being separated by only the curtain from all the other people in
the shop sent shivers down her spine.  But Amber's kinky side had long
since awakened, even if she didn't really realize it yet.  Her big 'DD'
tits slightly sagged without support but were still round and beautiful. 
Her small, usually pink aureolas looked now red and sore, however.  As
Amber removed the clamps from her nipples, her blood started to circulate
what caused sharp pain.  She gasped aloud.

   Using the scissors, she cut out the fabric of the small cups and put the
first bra over her shoulders, and pushed it under her tits.  After closing
the clasp, she tried to get her breasts through the small openings of the
cups.  The fabric didn't give in a bit, and she struggled, tugging and
squeezing on her boobs.  Those became red because of the pulling and
tugging, but Amber liked the effect.  Now her tits bulged through the
too-small openings, standing out and looking apparently larger.  Besides
that, the cut-out holes were extraordinarily tight.  Amber noticed how the
skin color on her breasts changed from rosy to deep red due to the limited
blood circulation.  Now her tits looked as seen in the video.  And the
feeling was even better than she ever imagined!

   As next, Amber put the clamps back on her already sore nipples.  The
sweet hurt sent a jolt of pleasure directly to her clit.

   Still watching herself in the full-length mirror, Amber felt like a
shameless whore.  She dipped one hand under her wet panties and began to
stroke her clit.  She closed her eyes and listened to the steps and voices
around.  She imagined she stood in front of an audience.  People watched
her and thought what a stupid slut she had become.  Her fingers stroked her
clit faster now while Amber used the other hand to tug slightly on the
chain attached to the clips.  Her nipples hurt, but it made her cunt gush.

   Suddenly some girls' giggles echoed.  Three girls were trying on clothes
in the next booth.  They whispered and giggled every now and then,
considering themselves in the mirror.  Although, in Ambers's saturated
imagination, the girls were standing right behind her and watching her
humiliating herself.  The laughter and the whispers made the blonde beauty
almost cum, but she stopped to increase the risk and the excitement.  She
pushed the thumbs under the waistband of her wet panties, tugged them down,
and let them fall her ankles.  In case that somebody pulled the curtain of
her both aside, there would be no time to cover anything.  It made her feel
totally filthy and shameless.  But she couldn't help.  The risk of being
caught in such a humiliating situation drove Amber out of her mind.  Her
body tensioned, and she bit on her fingers to avoid being too loud as the
climax washed over her.  A little squirt flew down her legs and into her
shoes.

   The panting and light-headed beauty stepped out of her damp panties and
put them into her purse.  Before she ran out of courage, she put her dress
over her naked body and her exposed, sore tits, which became blue in the
meantime.  The effect on her dress was noticeable.  The tits looked much
bigger, and even the clips poked a little underneath.  Amber once again
hesitated, but her slutty cunt wanted it so much.

   "Go ahead, slut, go and humiliate yourself like a dumb bimbo," she
whispered to herself.  Driven by arousal, Amber left the booth.

   Her face felt hot, and she knew even her makeup couldn't hide it. 
However, the problem was that the embarrassment and excitement grew with
every step.  The reality mixed with her vivid imagination while she walked,
swaying her hips lasciviously.  Amber rarely left the house without a bra
because she felt too exposed otherwise.  Today her tits looked much more
exposed than ever before.  And she even didn't wear panties!  She was
absolutely naked underneath!  The imagination, her wetness, and the
scrubbing on her nipples turned made her insane with craving.  Every now
and then, she stopped with a pounding heart.  She had to avoid to cum
middle of the mall in front of other people!  Still, the imagination of it
made her want it.  And feeling the fresh air hitting her moist, naked cunt
fueled her dirty desire.

   Being on the verge of a climax, Amber finally reached the parking lot
and her car.  As soon as she closed the door, she pulled the hem of her
dress over her thighs.  Her hand moved instantly between her legs and
dipped between her sloppy folds.  A powerful, breathtaking orgasm rushed
over her and made her shake, spasming behind the wheel while her juices
gushed over the leather seat.

   ** She has a name **

   On her way to the first lecture in digital psychology, Amber fetched her
a big cup of cafe au lait.  It was a hot, humid day with over ninety
degrees.  She felt the damp air wet her skin, hair, and clothes.  Within
minutes, the blue t-shirt clung to her body.  She hoped the humidity
wouldn't ruin her hairstyle before reaching the lecture hall.  Her nipples
still felt sore after the encounter in the mall.  But the thought about it
made her tingle.

   A small group of girls stood on the stairs in front of the door, and
Amber recognized Julie and Mackenzie.

   "It's pretty selfish to bring a coffee just for yourself," remarked
Mackenzie, but she laughed.  She looked like a fashion model in her
expensive outfit and new expensive haircut.

   "We forgive you, but the very last time," chirped Julie.  Julie also
liked to wear pleated, short skirts and show off her slender legs.  Amber
realized, Julie pretended only to be shy.  She noticed her body language
and the glimpses of the male students around.

   Several minutes later, Amber and her clique of the hottest girls at the
campus took seats in the middle of the rows of seats.  More and more
students poured into the hall.  She was just laughing at a joke one of her
friends had told, as Lucas caught her eye.  He didn't notice her while
talking to a pretty brunette.  Amber wondered what he was doing here
because he studied mechanical engineering or something like that.  At least
nothing, what had to do with psychology.  Jealousy arose in her.  Not
because of love, of course.  She just claimed him for herself.  And the
blonde beauty always got what she wanted.  Of course, she knew, Lucas's
casual, personable manner, besides his masculine, attractive appearance,
made him a sought-after man.  But she was the hottest girl on the campus.

   "He is looking good, isn't he?" whispered Julie, as she noticed who
Amber was starring at.

   "I don't know, maybe," answered Amber nonchalantly and took a sip of
coffee.  The imagination that someone would discover anything between Lucas
and her made her feel awkward.  But why?  She asked herself.  Wasn't it
what she wanted?  To be seen around with a hot guy at her side?  However,
Lucas left the auditorium a moment later while a middle-aged female
professor was unpacking a laptop and books on a heavy, wooden desk.

   As a raven-haired, beautiful girl appeared in the door, Amber was still
affected by Lucas's sight in the brunette's company.  The coffee cup
slipped Amber's hand, fell to the floor, and the milky liquid spilled over
the parquet flooring.  The students jumped back, attracting widespread
attention.  Heads turned to her.

   "Sorry," she apologized while looking for Kleenex in her bag.  As she
dared to look again, in the girl's direction.  The exotic girl seemed not
to have noticed Amber.  Or did she ignore her, asked Amber herself. 
Anyway, the girl moved two rows below until she reached a free seat.  The
blonde watched the girl speak to one of the other students.  Then another
girl approached the gothic beauty and hugged her.

   "Amy, I missed you!" The other girl said aloud.

   "Amy, her name is Amy," Amber was thinking while wiping the floor as
well as possible using tissues.  Finally, she sat down and tried to calm.
Nonetheless, she couldn't focus on the professor's opening about psychology
in the digital era.  Every now and then, Amber's gaze swiveled to the left,
trying to gather her nerves.

   "She wouldn't want anyone else to know what she did for a living,"
thought Amber.  "She'd be as embarrassed as I would.  No one would

   believe her anyway."

   But Amy's presence annoyed her.  The girl wasn't supposed to be here in
Amber's social group.  She wasn't supposed to have a name!  She was just a
sex-shop girl!

   Amber needed a few minutes to compose herself.  While sitting in the
lecture, she developed a plan in her head.  She had to convince her friends
to ignore this girl.  The petite beauty was favored and would convince her
friends not to hang around with this girl.  It was only a sex-shop girl and
low-class anyhow!