You get to your first class. You have the urge to masturbate, be a slut, or eat out your girlfriend, who is also in this class. You resist the urge, though. Your ex didn't tell you when to do those things after all. So, you reintroduce yourself, causing many jaws to drop in the process, then sit down.
As class goes on, you find yourself glancing at your moist crotch, the boys around you, and your girlfriend. She's glancing at you too, which makes it harder to resist. As class draws to a close, something inside you snaps.
You stand up, march over to your girlfriend's seat, lift her skirt, pull down her panties, and shove your face in her crotch. You start eating her out. She squirms and tries to get away, but you grab her by the hips and keep her pinned in place until she orgasms. Then, you go to the camera in your phone and head to the front of the room, asking a boy to hold the phone for you.
You strip and start masturbating, right there in class, the boy films every minute of it. When you're done, you immediately post the video on all your social media accounts and send it to your ex. You quickly get a response, "lol, sending this to all my contacts, thanks!"
You then notice that the boy who filmed you is rather attractive. Still naked you ask him "Hey, cutie, how about a quickie?"
Without waiting for an answer, you get on your knees and give him a blowjob. You eagerly drink in all the cum, then lick up what's left, all to maintain your slut image. You then snap back to reality and feel your face heat up like never before.
You dress yourself and excuse yourself to the bathroom. Soon, disciplinary officials drag you out and you're taken to the vice-principal. There you...