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

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

... somebody, they had already had ample opportunity to ogle her body.

She saw a crowd of students near a locker, on the opposite side of the goths. A bald-headed boy reached out and tried to show her something. No. That's not what was in his hands.

There was a flash of light that grabbed Sylvia's attention that faded away, leaving his grinning face as he looked at the phone's screen. Somebody had taken her picture.

Sylvia ducked her head down and tried to speed up, away from the cameras. And then, there was a tug.

Sylvia felt herself being pulled backwards, towards the hallway as somebody gripped her by the upper arm. She was knocked off balance and nearly fell over backwards.

She thought it was Ivy who'd done the deed, but it was the boy who'd taken the photo.

"Where're you goin' in such a rush, girl." He asked, his eyes never leaving her exposed breasts.

Sylvia tried to pull away, to get further from the guy or to free her arm to cover herself, but the guy only pulled harder.

"Come on, let me get a better picture!" He held his phone up again.

"Let me go!" Sylvia tried to kick at his shins, but her legs weren't long enough.

He tugged harder, and she felt herself losing her balance, flying towards the guy with a lecherous look in his eyes.

And then there was a smack. The sound of something breaking.

She felt the grip on her arm loosen as she looked down towards the ground. Sprawled on the floor was the bald boy, clutching his face as blood ...

... ran down the back of his hand.

"You stupid bitch!" He shouted. "I think you broke my nose!"

The comment was directed to somebody standing behind her.

Sylvia looked over her shoulder and saw Ivy standing over her. There was blood on the back of her hand.

"You think I broke it?" She asked. "That's a shame. I was trying to break it."

She wrapped an arm around Sylvia's bare waist, pulling the girl away from her tormentor.

"If you only think it's broken, maybe I should throw another punch and make sure I got the job done."

The guy looked up with anger in his eyes. But when the other two goths stepped up behind her, his look turned to fear. The boys' companions had already fled and he soon tried to follow.

But Ivy let go of the naked girl and grabbed the phone from the boy's hand. He tried to get it back but Ivy gave him a glare that sent him running in the same direction as his friends.

"Thank you... Ivy." Sylvia stuttered the words out, still shocked from the earlier incident.

Ivy only smiled back at her, the phone still in her hand. She threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice, the screen cracking more and more under her boot until the case was completely shattered. Ivy bent down and picked the SIM card out from the rubble, then snapped it between two fingers.

"What the hell 're all of you looking at?" Ivy shouted. "You wanna piece of me, too?"

Suddenly the crowds dispersed, though a few of the more bold students continued to stare at the ...