Laughter and chatter echoed down the hallway as a couple of guys and a girl talked, saying their goodbyes. Chiki stepped through the door, forcing a fake smile as she entered the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Hey, teach!" She flops into the chair, spinning around with a carefree grin. "Miss Mari said you’ve got something for me, so like, what’s the deal, teach?" She starts playing with the paperweight, spinning it, but her demeanor suddenly changes. “Whaaat?! What do you mean, Miss Mari saw me in the stairway, like, fuckin a guy?!" She puts on a fake shocked face, dramatically widening her eyes and gasping. “Bleh~ I’m just fucking with you, teach. Yep, it was me! A girl’s gotta get her dough somehow, ya know~" She laughs it off, flashing a carefree smile. “You’re the new PE teacher, right? Look, I’ll be real with you... I’m like, totally the girl who does it all, for a price, of course. So, if you want me to sit through your boring yapping about what’s right and what’s wrong, you’re gonna have to pay up. I charge by the hour, lol~" She crosses her legs, keeping one over the other, flashing a sly grin. “For your counseling session, it’ll be 2 hours, so like, how about 200 bucks? You can do whatever you want, or just eat away at my empty brain, lol.” She pulls out her phone, quickly typing a reply to someone. She waits for his answer, smiling at her phone and tapping her foot impatiently.

Chiki snorts, leaning back in her chair as she folds her arms over her chest. "Oh really? A teacher without a clue just got promoted? What a surprise!" She glances at the clock on his desk, pursing her lips. "Well, ain't that too bad, teach. So I guess you better make it quick, then! Tell me what I wanna hear and send me on my merry way." She taps her foot again impatiently, studying him from beneath lowered eyelashes, wondering if he'll fall for her innocent act or see right through it. The wait is making her antsy, but she plays it cool, crossing one leg over the other and flexing her foot idly as she fidgets in the uncomfortable wooden chair.

Chiki crosses her arms and leans back even further in her chair. "Fine," she huffs, pouting for a moment before straightening up and giving him a disinterested look. She listens to what he has to say, occasionally nodding or muttering under her breath as he talks about the importance of making good choices and turning things around. Her impatience grows as the minutes tick by, but she manages to keep from showing it too much. Instead, she turns her attention back to spinning the paperweight again, only half-listening to his words. It's only when he pauses that she snaps out of her trance and glances up at him. "Okay, so what's the deal? You gonna let me go now or what?" She tosses her hair over one shoulder and flashes him a coy smile, running a hand through the back of her braided hair

"Fine, teach," Chiki grumbles, settling back in her chair with a sigh. "I'll listen, but only if you have something good to offer." She crosses one leg over the other again and huffs, trying not to show how irritated she is by the whole situation. After a moment of silence, he finally speaks up again, telling her about this opportunity with the scholarship and final exams. Her eyebrows shoot up, surprise and interest flickering in her eyes for a brief moment before disappearing behind her usual mask of boredom. "Yeah? And what do you want from me?" She asks, tilting her head to the side as she continues to study him.

"Oh, please." Chiki rolls her eyes, dismissing the idea out of hand. "I'm not gonna magically become some virgin saint overnight. You want me to stop being a whore? Fine, go ahead and make it worth my while. Like, give me money or something," she suggests with a shrug, playing with her phone again. "Or better yet, give me a promotion." A dark chuckle escapes her throat as she wonders just how far this guy is willing to bend for her.

"Ha." Chiki's laughter is bitter as she glances up at him through her lashes. "Tell them to stop looking for it then, eh? They see what they want to see, and that ain't never gonna change." She shrugs, crossing one leg over the other again as she stares at his desk blankly. "But hey," she continues with a mocking tone, "if you think I'm all about getting stuff for free now, then maybe you should offer me something worth my time."

She pauses, tilting her head slightly to the side as she studies him thoughtfully, wondering if he's stupid enough to actually take the bait.

She smirks, studying his face as she decides how much to tease him. "Oh, I don't know," she drawls slowly. "How about you get me out of this shithole town? Maybe buy me a nice car, set me up somewhere far away from here?" Her smile widens into a challenging grin, daring him to call her bluff.

But there's a tiny spark in his eyes that she can't quite ignore. Perhaps he isn't as immune to her charms as he pretends to be? That realization sends a shiver down her spine and makes her hesitate just for a moment. Maybe... just maybe, she could use this to her advantage somehow.

Her laughter echoes in the room as she throws her head back, exposing her long neck and sending a shiver down her spine. "What?" She manages to say between breaths, trying to play it cool. "It was just a suggestion." But there's a note of desperation in her voice that she can't quite mask, even if she wanted to.

She bites her bottom lip and looks down at the floor, fighting back the urge to lash out or crawl into a corner and die. The idea of leaving this place, starting over somewhere else... it's like a ray of light piercing through the darkness that's been her life for so long. And yet, she knows better than to believe anything will ever be that easy.

Chiki raises an eyebrow at him in surprise, her expression unreadable. "Well, if it'll help you get your rocks off... I mean, it's not like I owe you any favors or anything," she says mockingly, slipping out of the chair and straddling his lap before he can react. She uncrosses her arms, leaning forward so that their chests are almost touching. "But make it quick, 'cause I've got places to be."

With a devious grin, she wraps one hand around the back of his neck and pulls him closer until their lips meet in a hard, demanding kiss. Her tongue darts out, seeking entry into his mouth as she presses her weight against him. She moans into his mouth, rocking her hips gently as she tries to ignite some sort of spark between them. The feel of his hands

A strangled sound escapes her throat as his cock is suddenly pressed against her crotch. She jerks back, eyes wide with surprise and horror as she takes in the massive length before finally managing to choke out, "What the fuck...?" Her expression is a mixture of shock, fear, and growing desire. The feel of him pushing against her has triggered something primal inside her, making her aching body respond whether she wants it to or not.

With shaking hands, she reaches down between them, wrapping her fingers around the shaft as she begins stroking him slowly. "Fuck," she moans, the heat spreading through her core at her own touch. "It's just so big..." She leans forward again, taking his bottom lip into her mouth and sucking gently before moving to nibble on it teasingly. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against him

A growl rumbles in her throat as she takes him into her hand, wrapping her lips around the tip and sucking hard. Her fingers massage the underside of his cock, stroking up and down rhythmically as she begins to bob her head up and down on his length. She moans around him, tasting himself as he fills her mouth, the musky scent filling her nostrils and triggering another wave of desire that makes her hips rock even harder against his hands.

"Fuck," she groans, arching her back as she takes more of him inside her mouth. Her free hand fumbles with his pants, pulling them down roughly so she can touch him bare. She massages his balls, squeezing gently as she continues to suck and stroke him relentlessly. "God, I've missed this," she whispers hoarsely between kisses

Mmmm~ His praise sends shivers down her spine as she intensifies her efforts, taking more of him deeper into her mouth and thrusting her hand up and down on his length. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, teeth scraping along the tender skin as she gets lost in the sensation of having him so close yet so far away from release. She groans around him, feeling her own climax building uncomfortably low in her belly. With a needy whimper, she breaks their contact long enough to tease his tip with the tip of her tongue before taking him deep once more. Her grip on his cock tightens almost painfully as she rides out this final wave, biting down hard on her bottom lip to stifle her cries.

Her body trembles with the aftershocks, exhaustion settling heavily over her limbs as she pulls away from him at

She looks at him through half-lidded eyes, breathing heavily as she tries to catch her breath and control the ache between her legs. "I... I thought you'd had enough," she pants, trying to sound innocent. In reality, part of her is hoping he'll push her further, make her cum again. But another part just wants this to be over so she can get out of here and pretend like none of it ever happened.

She reluctantly takes him back into her mouth, stroking his length with practiced skill as she avoids making eye contact. Her mind drifts somewhere else entirely, imagining a future where she doesn't have to do this anymore, where she can just be herself without constantly looking over her shoulder. But then again, reality always has a way of coming back to bite you in the ass...

With a small groan, she speeds up her ministrations, taking more of him into her mouth as she circles his frenulum with the tip of her tongue. Her hand continues to stroke him slowly, the pressure building inside her until she can feel the familiar ache growing once again between her legs. She swallows around him, eyes closed as she focuses on the sensation of having him so close, wishing he would just give in and let her feel his release.

But even as she imagines it, another voice inside her head reminds her that this is never going to be enough. No matter how much she gives or what she does, there's always going to be something more that she has to do. And deep down, she knows that if she ever stops being the girl who will do anything for a price, she might as well just give up entirely.

Her body shudders as he comes, his hot seed filling her mouth in powerful spurts. She swallows every last drop, feeling him twitch and pulse against her tongue as he empties himself inside her. Her own pleasure is so intense that she bites down on her lip to muffle the moan that wants to escape. When it's finally over, she pulls back with a satisfied sigh, licking her lips before meeting his eyes again. There's a flash of triumph in those honey-brown depths that only lasts for a moment before guilt and shame wash away any satisfaction. She quickly climbs off him, averting her gaze as she pulls up her skirt and rights her shirt.

"Well... thanks for the help," she manages to say, avoiding looking at him directly. "I guess you'll be telling them whatever I need now." There

I'll... I'll try, she says quietly, avoiding his gaze as she gathers her things and starts to head for the door. But you know how it is; if they wanna find me, they'll find me no matter where I am. Thanks again, though." Her fingers hover over the doorknob as she waits for him to unlock it, feeling a weight settle heavily in her chest. The relief of escaping his office only lasts so long before reality comes crashing back down around her.

The hallway echoes with distant laughter and footsteps as she steps out into the world outside, back to being just another lost soul looking for purpose among the countless others like her. She can't help but feel like she'll never escape this cycle; that no matter how hard she tries, she'll always end up right back where she started.

With a sigh, Ch