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Perpetual Exploitations Ch. 06

The week flew by and was a blur of classes during the day and studies at night which were interrupted by a yearning from her loins that needed quenching each night. After one intense study break, Mary lay gasping on her bed thinking to herself about the change in her libido. What had happened? How could she be so horny all the time and in desperate need for release numerous times a day? Where did her assailants go? Did they not video tape her and plan to use her more?

"Stop it and get back to work." Mary mumbled to herself, got up and flopped down at her desk. She couldn't focus and her paper would surely show it if she didn't get it together.

It was Friday and the longest class in history was finally coming to an end. Economics was not her forte and the grade she was staring at on the top of the paper reflected it. A "C" wasn't great, but it was a pass. Looking up at the clock she pondered whether to head home and change before going to meet Gilles.

Quickly standing, she loaded her books into her back pack and flung it over her shoulder before bouncing down the stairs and out of the classroom. Her pace was quick as she made her way across the sprawling campus back to her dorm. She would have to be quick if she was going to make her appointment with Gilles.

Mary wasted no time stripping naked and throwing all her clothes in the hamper. Fresh lacy panties were in order; just in case her wildest fantasies became reality. A black flared skirt that hung above her knees and a frilly sleeveless blouse would do fine. Standing in the mirror she realized something was missing and quickly hunted for a thick belt to bring the outfit together. Reaching under her bed she pulled her tan wedge sandals and pulled them on.

As she locked the door, Mary's phone buzzed in her purse. "What now?" Mary caught the attention of two passing students who turned away once they realized she was talking to herself. It was a text message.

320239 Hopefully that little pussy recovered nicely.

Mary sighed, "Why now?" Shaking her head as she typed she couldn't help but think they had all week and last weekend to use her. Today she had a date...well...an appointment anyway.

Mary I'm heading to an appointment, can I get back to you later please?

320239 Hmm, is it more important than your reputation?

Mary Please?

320239 You have one last job Mary and you are free

Mary noted there was no mention of any video.

Mary I have all my pictures back now.

320239 Oh Mary. Annie told you about the video so don't be naïve.

Mary What do you want me to do

320239 It's time for fresh meat. You are going to find someone for us

Mary What?

320239 Shandi. You are going to get her out this weekend, put something in her drink and tell me where you are. I will take care of the rest and you get to carry on with your life.

Mary My roommate, you can't be serious?

320239 Dead serious. This weekend or Monday will see a terrific movie going around campus.

320239 Get going to your appointment.

Mary's head was spinning; this could only mean that someone close to her had drugged her that first night, but who could it have been? Two mysteries now haunted her thoughts as she quickened her pace across the campus; who could be watching her that closely and which one of her friends was put in the position that she is now. None of her friends had appeared to be out of sorts, but then again, neither did she as best she could ascertain.

The door to the old building opened with a low creaking growl and revealed the professor standing at the top of a short flight of dark wooden stairs, "I thought maybe you weren't coming." Gilles smiled.

"I'm sorry Professor; I had to race back to my dorm first." Mary smiled.

"Gilles."

"Pardon?" By the time Mary realized what he meant, Gilles spoke again.

"Call me Gilles." He smiled.

Mary laughed, "It's not easy!"

"Let's go grab that coffee." Gilles held the big wooden door open allowing Mary to exit first.

The big leather chair felt like a cloud as Mary was enveloped in it as she sat. A moment later Gilles appeared with their drinks and placed them on the table.

Gilles pushed the cup to the edge of the table so Mary could reach it, "One chai tea latte."

"Thank you." Mary smiled at him although her mind was clouded once again with her text conversation and all the implications of it."

"You have that distant look about you again Mary." Gilles leaned forward taking a sip of his coffee.

Mary shrugged, "I guess I just have a lot going on I as well as trying to get accustomed to college life."

"That's understandable." Gilles gaze focused on her, "What can I help you with?"

All week Mary looked forward to being with Gilles; she had fantasized about him taking her somewhere and making love to her. The reality of the situation was completely different. Her mind wandered to her next task and fought with the idea that a close friend had betrayed her.

"I suspect there is something more going on Mary." Gilles face turned serious. "Your paper wasn't great and you seem to be in your own world during class."

"You are right." Mary folded her hands on her lap. "I'm homesick I guess. I miss my old boyfriend." Mary needed something and the latter part might work to bring the night around.

"You are a long way from home, so it's understandable you would be missing your friends." Gilles face was kind.

"I think I just need a boyfriend." Mary could feel her cheeks warming; she knew what she meant and couldn't help but wonder if Gilles did.

"Oh I'm sure you have your share of guys looking to get your attention Mary. You are a beautiful young woman." Gilles sat back and took a big gulp. As he sat back he stared into her eyes with a smile. She sure is a beauty. He couldn't help but be flattered by the young woman's awkward attempts to flirt with him. She was not the first student to go down this path and likely not the last. As much as he would love to take her home, she was his student and his career was everything to him.

For the next hour they chatted about school, hobbies and home until it was time to wrap their coffee meeting up. Mary recognized the professionalism of Gilles although she was certain she had caught him trying to look up her skirt a few times when he was sitting back; this wasn't over yet.

Gilles dropped her off at the front door of her dormitory and drove away with a wave. Mary made her way upstairs and pushed her key in to the door handle. Barely opening the door she could hear Shandi's moans and closed the door quietly. Making her way down the hall she got comfortable in the recreation area replaying the events of the evening as she waited for the love birds to finish up. Inevitably the task before her weighed on her mind; she needed to get Shandi out tomorrow night.

Stirring, Mary realized she had dozed off in the recreation area. Gathering her belongings she made her way back to her room, listening a moment before unlocking it once again and entering. Shandi was still awake but her man was gone.

"Sorry." Shandi gave an evil grin.

Mary shook her head playfully, "Doesn't he have a place?"

"It's more fun having you walk in on us than when his parents do." Shandi burst out in laughter.

Mary seized the opportunity, "Want to do something tomorrow night? I need to get out and blow off some steam."

Shandi smiled, "Sure! You know I'm always game for some fun."

Both girls laughed at the implied double meaning.

"Do you have any ideas?" Mary opened the door for options.

"Let's go somewhere wild!" Shandi's eyes sparkled. "Let's go to a strip club."

Mary choked, "How am I supposed to meet a guy at a strip club?"

"Come on." Shandi's voice begged, "It will be so much fun."

It was settled; tomorrow they would be at the strip club in town. Mary picked up her phone and texted the details to her assailant.

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