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The hallway stretched endlessly before me.
My feet were moving, carrying me forward, but my mind was still trapped in that room. Still pressed against that desk. Still feeling his fingers inside me.
'Stop…'
I clutched my torn bodice tighter to my chest as I tried to take my mind of the throbbing between my legs.
The cool air whispered against my bare shoulders, my exposed back, and the strip of stomach that the ruined dress no longer covered.
I was also missing my panties.
The thought surfaced without warning, and a fresh wave of heat flooded my face. He had ripped them off just like that.
My stride faltered. My thighs brushed together as I walked, and the slickness still there made my stomach clench with shame.
'Don't think about it!'
I quickened my steps. If I ran, my dress could fully come apart.
I should spread out my senses. Check the path ahead. Make sure no one would see me like this.
