‘I’ll email you directions to my place.’ ‘Okay. See you then.’ ‘Bye.’ Her voice was so soft I could barely hear her. — On the way to C...ris’s house I thought about what could have brought her so low. The flu season had been over for a couple of months now and I hadn’t heard of any other bugs or viruses circulating around town. Chris was one of the strongest, most powerful women I knew—she regularly competed in Ironman triathlons and kicked my butt every week in the pool—so whatever had her in. In the e-mail (again directed at my friend), I said I didn't know what happened to the first picture but here was another. And I asked him to let me know if he got it.I waited another few days and still heard nothing, so I tried one more time.This time the picture was a cumshot. A man had just pulled his cock out of a gorgeous woman's wet cunt and shot his load all over her stomach. Again, I asked for confirmation that he had received the picture.A few days later, I got e-mail from my mother.. I hadn’t told my folks yet that I wasn’t coming back to PCAD. I hated it.If anything, Christmas break was even more depressing than my first semester had been. My best friend didn’t come home. Apparently, her parents had arranged to have Christmas in Hawaii and she flew straight back to the East Coast. I hung out with a couple of guys from high school, but all I could see was how much we had become different. I guess that’s one thing about high school; no matter how individual you are, you all. Camille and I have something special planned, and I’m having strong urges to fuck a lot of guys tonight. Are you okay with that?”“I would be totally shocked and incredibly disappointed if you didn’t do exactly that. Now go do your thing, you magnificent slut.”With that encouragement from Dave, and my libido bordering on out of control once again, I excitedly ran to the party room to freshen up and change into my topless, after-dinner attire.The skirt was a gorgeous jet black, silk-like fabric.