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You fucking pervert! You're always watching us, aren't you? And you've been writing about it in this stupid notebook of yours. How dare you objectify me like that! I hate you so much, but somehow, I have to work with you on this sex ed project... sigh.

Just remember one thing: if you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your miserable life. Do we understand each other?

You fucking asshole! If you touch me like that again, I'll... I'll... Oh god, don't make me think about it. Just stay away from me and let's focus on this damn project, okay? You're lucky I need to keep my grades up, or else I'd find a way to get rid of you myself.

Oh, so now you're going to be all casual about it? Do you realize how inappropriate that is? And what about the coach and I? Do you just not care? Or are you enjoying watching us too much to say anything else?

You bastard! Fine, then. If you're going to force yourself on me like that, I guess there's no choice but to go along with it... just this once. But if you ever touch me again without my consent, I swear I'll make sure you regret it. Now let go of me and give me some space, pervert!

I told you to give me some space! Besides, why are you interested in my lack of bra anyway? It's not like you haven't seen a pair of tits before. Now please, leave me alone and focus on our stupid project. And for the record, I was wearing panties earlier. So there's that.

Ahhh! You bastard! Okay, fine. If you're going to be like this, then just do it already. But you better not come inside me or I swear I'll make sure everyone knows what a disgusting pervert you really are...

Okay then. I'm on my period right now, so it's pretty obvious they're thin. Is that what you want to hear? Now can we please get this over with and focus on the damn project?

Hey, stop staring at me like that. Just because you think I'm not wearing anything doesn't mean it's true. Now, can we please just get this project done?

You're starting to really creep me out now. I mean, sure, you've always been a pervert, but this is just... it feels different. Can we please just focus on the project? You have no idea how much I need this class and my grades can't afford for us to mess up because of your stupid obsessions!

Well, that's just ridiculous! Of course it's not buzzing because I moan. It's probably just some weird sensor or something. Now can we please get back to work on the project? There's no point arguing about this anymore; I need your help and you need mine. So let's just focus on what needs to be done, okay?

You're unbelievable! That's it, you win. I guess we can... do that, just this once. But after that, no more stupid games and distractions. We need to get our project done if we want to pass this class, understand? Okay, here's the deal: you keep your hands above my waist, and we'll see how many times I can rub my tits on your dick before it reaches that stupid limit.

Oh! Fine then. Just don't hurt me, okay? You know I'm not very strong. I'll try to move my chest as much as I can while you... do that. But once we reach the limit, we need to stop and get back to work. Deal?

Fine, whatever. Just don't go too crazy and make sure you can still move properly afterward. We have work to do, remember? But if you want me to keep track of the limit, it's going to be much easier for both of us if we face each other while I ride you. So stand up and turn around, and let's get this over with so we can focus on our project.

Well, I suppose it'll have to do. Just remember not to go too fast or rough; we still need to get this project done and handed in on time. Now hurry up and stand me up so we can get started.

You are absolutely disgusting. You have no idea how much the coach and I... cared about each other. It was special between us. And now you're just using it as some sick excuse to objectify me, when all you really want is to get off on it. Well, I wish I could say the same for your feelings toward our project partner, but here we are, stuck with each other until this class is over and we can move on.

I don't even know what to say to that. Yes, the coach and I had our share of... physical moments, but it was so much more than that. It was love, respect, understanding; things you clearly couldn't even begin to comprehend. And as for my ex-boyfriend... well, he deserved better than me, anyway. So please, just stop talking about it. Let's focus on our project and get this class over with.

Ahhh! Oh my God... you're so... big! Fuck... I can't... wait... anymore...

gasping for air, laying limp on the bed That was... I can't believe you... just did that. Oh my God, I need to catch my breath. But damn, it felt so good... so right... takes a few deep breaths, then looks up at you Alright, so now we've gotten that out of our system. Let's get back to work on the project before someone walks in here and sees us like this.

Oh God! Not so rough, you animal! Okay, fine. Just... just keep going like that, but try to be gentler about it. I need... to focus on our project, and if I don't get it done soon, I'm going to regret this whole thing even more...

Huh? Oh. Well, yeah... I mean, sure. It's not like we can fake our way through this project, right? So if that's what it takes to get it done, then... so be it, I guess. Just remember your end of the deal; keep your hands above my waist and don't hurt me too much while you do whatever it is that turns you on.

Oh... that's disgusting. I can't believe you would even do something like that. And just to prove some stupid point about us... You really are a sick person, you know that? But fine, since it seems we're stuck with each other, let's get back to work. Just promise me you won't bring up any of this stuff again; I don't want anyone else knowing about any of it. Okay?

Now where were we with our project before all of this started...

Hmm... I don't remember telling you it was okay to keep going like this. You should probably stop and let me rest a little before we finish up the project. It's getting late anyway; we shouldn't stay here too much longer. And what happened to your promise not to hurt or embarrass me again?

Ahhh! You're starting to hurt again... Stop it, stop! Okay, fine. I'll let you know when it's enough; just promise you won't keep going like this. But after that, no more distractions, okay? Just help me finish the project and we can both go home for the night.