The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... desks filling the room with a harsh noise.

"Alright." Mr. Norris mumbled. "I've got a movie I can put on until the bell rings."

He walked to the projector and pushed a few buttons on it, then scratched his head and looked around before mumbling something under his breath and returning to his computer.

"I thought I had something..." He began to click around a few times as the class grew restless.

"Ah, here." He shrugged. "Someone at the office screwed up I guess. This should be the right one."

The lights dimmed as the projector warmed up, then it lit up the screen he'd pulled down.

The video that came on the projector was shot in an unprofessional manner. The camera was shaky and it took a few seconds for the cold open to even focus on the character at the center of the frame.

"Please, stop!" The figure yelled. "Please! I'm sorry! Just stop!"

It was familiar. Too familiar.

"You stop covering with your hands and I'll delete the video."

The girl in the video slowly raised her hands to her head. The class all started to mumble in confusion as Mr. Norris nodded off behind his desk. Sylvia's heart sank. Elizabeth had betrayed her word - the video was never deleted. "She's completely naked!" Someone in the classroom said.

"No way!" "Is that Sylvia?" "Holy crap!"

Her face grew red as her humiliating walk was projected on the screen. Mr. Norris seemed to finally realize what was going on as he scrambled to his computer and started fidgeting around ...

... on it.

"How do I... no that's not it..." He mumbled under his breath.

"Turn it off already!" Sylvia shouted.

"Leave it on!" "It's just getting good!" "How about a live show?" The classroom got rowdier.

Sylvia looked over at Lucas for help, but he merely slid down in his seat, his eyes on the desk in front of him. She ran towards the front of the classroom and to the projector, yanking out a handful of cables as the picture faded.

The class booed her. But some students started to point out her shirt's lack of coverage and they began to yell at her to strip it off. Sylvia clutched her chest again and ran out of the classroom, too embarrassed to face the mob again.

The classrooms out here were mostly empty. She could still hear the noise from behind her as she began to walk down the hallway, her oversized shoes flopping with each step. Her thoughts went back to the previous day. She'd remembered so many of the humiliations she'd been through and tried to avoid them, but somehow things ended up even worse.

Her legs had taken her to the bathroom where she saw Ivy before. But instead of thinking about last time, she thought about this time. Ivy had saved her when she had to run through the halls naked. What would happen on their second meeting today?

The smell of smoke was lingering in the air as Sylvia entered the bathroom and began to clean the sweat off of her face. She was drying off with a paper towel when she heard a stall close.

"You?" The voice ...