Unlike him, Andrew just stared at the naked girl and his jaw slowly fell down. She hardly knew him, but her neighbor seemed to pay attention to her as she was now just eating Mandy’s body with oily eyes.

The girl slipped abruptly from the table squatted and covered herself with a towel. Her cheeks became simply burgundy, when the towel slipped out of her hand, she tried to cover her breasts with her other hand, jerked, as if she wanted to dive under the table and somehow smiled helplessly at the guys. Finally she managed to wrap herself up again.

- Oh my God! - she squealed scared and offended.

She fumbled with a towel trying to fasten it on her chest and at the same time pull it down covering her hips.

- I do not understand how this happened! - She said completely out of place, looking at the guys with huge eyes in which tears glittered.

Shock and fear from an unexpected fall passed, and Mandy on the machine continued to play the script a million times worked and spoken in her mind, although things did not go as she had planned.

Holding her hand to the sliding towel, she straightened and stepped abruptly toward the door. Her left breast fell out again as she abruptly extended the camera to David.

- Here! Hold on! I'll call you later! - She blurted out in the same breath and without waiting for an answer slammed the door in front of his face.

Now Mandy has made sure that the door closes tight. Her back in the lumbar region was a bit sore from the blow, her left buttock hurt badly and hit the corner of the table, but Mandy almost did not feel the pain, stunned in place.

Her heart just jumped out of her chest, and it took her a few minutes to catch her breath. Irritatingly throwing the towel on her bed, she stood in front of the mirror and turned her back to him. At the very bottom, the will of the sacrum, just above the spicy dimples there was a narrow short strip of skinned skin, and on the left buttock a small bruise poured on the crimson. Table Megan fortunately was not injured. The computer system unit was on the floor below, but the monitor, though moved, did not fall.

Making sure everything was fine except for an unpleasant bruise, Mandy sighed freely.

... your mother! Here's the bad luck ...!

She planned everything in a completely different way, the towel should have slipped off for a couple of seconds, opening David's chest, and not wallowing in front of him naked. And Andrew didn’t plan for her exactly.

Now David has a camera with frivolous photos. It would seem that everything is going according to plan, only after this foolish fall can he be suspicious of seeing them. He will surely think that Mandy has arranged everything on purpose or decides that she is an immoral whore, which is worse.

... But isn't that what you wanted? Why did you leave these photos on the memory card? It was stupid, stupid, stupid, my mistake ...!

Mandy panicked. She thought that she needed to immediately call David and demand the camera back. But for this there was a compelling reason. My heart began to pound again in my chest, blood pulsing in my temples. She painfully tried to think of a way out of the situation in which she had driven herself.

Then thoughts switched to how David and Andrew looked at her while she was naked, humiliated.

... Why do you keep fighting with yourself? You still lose because it is what you want in secret! Your innermost desire! - whispered damned voice. Remember, you almost opened the door to him naked, only at the last moment shook this damn towel. And for you for sure spy through the window ...

Mandy started and turned sharply around, staring hopelessly at the window. The curtains were drawn.She realized with fervor that she again feels the same emotions, the same desires as last week immoral ... humiliated ... offended ... exposing herself to the show ... and excited. She liked them, albeit unconsciously. She just wanted to show off her naked body. Liked to be in humiliating situations. I liked to be immoral and shameless. She wanted this! Mandy tried to rationally explain her own behavior by trying to expand emotional horizons, the eternal need of a woman to dominate, to feel her power over men in such a peculiar way, but she understood that it was far-fetched, and in general it sounds ridiculous.

She went to the window and looked out from behind the curtains. Outside it was completely dark, in the windows of the boys' hostel opposite the light did not burn, only the window where she noticed a group of guys a few hours ago was lit. And in it still a few blurry figures loomed.

... You consciously turn yourself into a shameless whore, you want the guys to use your weakness, you deliberately drive yourself into a trap, you deliberately put yourself in an ambiguous position, you want them to rudely use you, you like to know that they are excited looking at your body. You're just a lustful exhibitionist! And all this is true, even if you say a hundred times that it is not so ...!

The damned subconscious again got out and whispered in Mandy's ear like a devil tempter. Trying to convince her that it is in the subconscious that Mandy is sitting. She again vividly recalled the nightmare.

The girl, in an attempt at introspection, went too far in and began to dream in reality. Fantasies new and old, exciting, forcing to blush blushed climbed into my head with an uncontrollable kaleidoscope. At first, she experienced a thrill, accidentally nearly compromising herself. Now she did it consciously. She was not even sure how many people saw her provocative show, which she went to in a fit of exhibitionism. She was disturbed and agitated before what redistribution she could go to, where this road could lead, frightening and incredibly exciting.

... The more you show the more they want, the more you want! - there was a nasty laugh in my head.

She shuddered, the words echoing in her head, ringing in her ears again and again.

... I have to stop this! - thought Mandy really scared.

She looked out of the window at a dark square, asking herself how to become normal again? How to fix it? David is not today so tomorrow will find her frivolous photos, sooner or later she will face her neighbor, and there were also guys in the window in front of the house who must have seen her show and were waiting for the continuation!

A shiver ran through the girl’s spine, arching her back in a languid convulsion. The last thought as a flash burned the mind. What it looks like in their eyes ... she either does it on purpose or she is brainless, awkward fool.

- Fuck you all! - She cried in a fit of reckless courage mixed up on a powerful tide of lust and jerked open the curtains. I want to play the role of brainless awkward fools! For some time she stood in front of the window, leaning her hands on the side slopes and breathing heavily, looking ahead of her with an empty gaze.

I can't believe I did it again! She thought as her composure returned.

Beads of sweat rolled down her breasts, dripping onto her quivering belly with each new fitful breath of the girl. She spontaneously turned around and lay down on the bed. Stretched, tossing and turning in a tangled mess of sheets, blankets and pillows. Hands moved, rising to the open mouth from which hoarse breathing escaped and dived between continuously moving thighs. Her fingers gleamed oily with a combination of her saliva and mucus. She shook her head, throwing the tangled strands of wet hair off her face and looked around the room with a meaningless look, the pupils moving until they rested against the black gap of the window with the curtains wide open.

The girl’s feelings were aggravated, there was a feeling that her skin had been torn off, and now every touch of the body causes such a sharp response in him, as if all the nerves were bare, the flow of fantasy was dizzy. Glance fell on the clock. Mandy ... Read more →