Miranda was reading on her laptop several reports that the mysterious Thanatos, her informant, had passed her about drugs being sold across the campus. The ever present dean was getting a cut of every transaction. At her side, on the contigous bed, in their small dorm room, Ashley and her last friend were having a bit of adult fun. Miranda didn't want to peek, but the sounds, the movement and the smell sparked her curiosity. She had watched porn, but never so close and never so real.

After sucking his cock for a good ten minutes, lapping it first and putting it in her mouth, bobbing up and down, later, she had straddled him and eased his member into her. She rode him with remarkable impetu. He was his second diffferent lover that week. She was a very sexual person and attractive and charming enough to get it easily.

-Eyes to the front, missy.- He had noticed that Miranda was watching. She blushed in embarrasment and went back to the laptop.

-No.- Ashley grabbed his chin and made her look at her.- You eyes in front.

-But the weirdo is watching.- She slapped him.

-Don't disrespect her ever again. She will watch as much as she wants you.

Ashley had stopped riding and so his erection had started to withdraw. With her vginal muscles she squeezed around his glans still inside her and he got hard again. She resumed the ride, moaning as he grew into her. She guided his hands to her breasts and he squeezed. She seemed to love that because started to ride faster. Not much later they both came.

Ashley needed barely a few minutes to ask him, in not nice terms, to fuck off, which he did diligently. He had went there for a quicky not for a romance. He got dressed and left. She went to the shower. Miranda could finally focus on reading.

A short while later Ashley emerged from the bathroom. She threw her towel to her bed revealing her absolute nakedness underneath. Composedly she sat behind Miranda on her bed, forcing her to move slightly forward as she had been leaning against the headrest.

-What are you reading, sweety?- She made Miranda lean over her, moving her hair to the side and kissing her cheek.

-About drug dealers in the campus.- Ashley toyed a bit with Miranda's sleigh bell and then proceeded to unbutton the uper half of her pijama.- Do you want to read it?- Instead of giving a direct answer, that Miranda knew would be positive, Ashley got distracted cupping Miranda's perky breasts and toying with her nipples. Miranda wasn't particularly fond of those advances, but she let do mostly because Ashley was very caring and made it enjoyable, although not entirely consensual.

-Yes.- Ashley grabbed Miranda's hands and guided them to her own breasts, as Ashley had to use them for the mouse and the keyboard, but didn't want Miranda to get bored.- She read it all, nodded and kissed Miranda on the cheek again.- Ok, go on. You know that you can't mention the dean in a negative manner, right?- Miranda nodded.

-Yes, ma'am.- Ashley guided Miranda's hands back to the laptop, and resumed her attentions on her breasts, not before stripping her of the pijama's shirt.

-My bed reeks of sex. Do you mind if I sleep with you, sweety?- Asked after a few minutes reading what Miranda was doing.- And if I do it naked?

-No twice, ma'am.- That wasn't the first time, nor would be the last.

-You know that you can join me, right? All my lovers are also your lovers. You don't need to watch.- Her hands left Miranda's breasts and went to her crotch. With two fingers she parted her lavia, while the middle finger of her other hand toyed with her clit so softly and so slowly that it couldn't be considered masturbation, but just molesting.- Of course I would be very upset if you let someone else deflower you. I still hope that you'll grant me that honor.

-Ma'am, please, you know that I don't do women.- She squirmed when Ashley threatened to penetrate her lips but instead pressed on her clit. Her fingers parted her labia even more.

-You could have my tongue here every night, sweety.- She drawn circles around her clit.- We would put our beds together. You would sleep naked in my arms. Every morning I would wake you up with a long, deep, passionate kiss. The only kind of kisses you deserve.- She left her clit for a moment and caressed her labia instead.

-Sounds too good to be true, ma'am. Plase, let me finish. You'll try to seduce me later.- Ashley nodded and leaving Miranda's pussy alone she returned to her breasts where she did nothing but a soft masage.

A couple of days later, Miranda was drinking a coffe in a coffe shop. It was late, they were about to close. Miranda loved that specific place and hour exactly for that reason, silence. Her article had been a success both in number of reads and in the judicial sense, as had helped the police catching a pair of minor dealers. She poured the last bit of coffee, paid and went to the bathroom.

Sitting on the stall she heard someone entering. She assumed that it was the clerk, to clean something, so didn't react, the latch still open. It couldn't be anybody else. Too late she realized that they were two and their steps didn't sound like those of a person wearing low heeled shoes, as the clerk was.

Suddenly the door burst open, catching her off guard, her panties still around her ankles. They were two guys, around twenty something years. One of them had an unnaturally strong build, more like that of a person taking anabolic drugs.

-So this is the bitch who has put two of our friends in jail.- Said the slim one. He sounded very nervous, and was sweating a lot, even if he was only wearing a t-shirt in the middle of autumn.

-Please, leave me alone.- She tried to reach down to pull up her panties but the two men grabbed her hands.

-Oh, no. If you fuck with us...- The strong one looked down and saw her brazilian trimmed pussy, which she did under Ashley's insistence.- …, we fuck with you.- He licked his lips.- We are going to have a bit of fun.

-No, please, I just did what any journalist would.- She started to sob.

-Sure, bitch.- The slim one reached down and grazed her mound. She squirmed when he tried to stick a finger in there. The other one surrounded her from behind, grabbing her wrists and keeping her pinned to her chest. The slim one squatted down and forced her legs open.

-Help! Please, help!- Miranda tried to request the clerk's help, but she seemed either distracted, scared or simply not close enough. The slim one ripped her panties off and stuffed them into her mouth as an improvised gag. When he undid his zipper and Miranda saw her erect cock, she started to cry and kick, but with the slim one's legs between hers she couldn't do much.

With a sinister grin the slim one got closer and started to rub his glans against her labia. Her fear was crippling. She didn't understand why were so mean those two strangers. She was just a journalist. People deserved to know.

In her moment of biggest desperation, with hat disgusting person's penis pushing against her inner labia, about to penetrate an angel appeared to save her. It was Ashley. Using her boxing technique, she paralyzed the slim one with a straight punch to his kidney and knocked him down with a hook to his face. In a moment of sudden clarity, Miranda grabbed the strong one's wrists, stuck a leg between his, and bend down just a bit but enough to leave his face in a perfect position to take four of Ashley's strong punches, even if with the third one he was already down.

Ashley hugged Mranda tightly and comforted her. They stayed there, with the two thugs sleeping on the floor of the bathroom until she calmed her nerves. Ashley took Miranda's hand and led her back to their dorm room, not before ungagging her and putting her panties in her pocket. For Miranda those rags were useless but for Ashley were like a trophy. Along the way they didn't talk. There was no need.

Once in their bedroom, Miranda let Ashley strip her down completely and put her in bed. Ashley joined her soon also completely naked. She embraced Miranda from behind, one hand reaching down to her groin. Miranda grabbed her hand and moved it aside roughly.

-I'm sorry. I just wanted to make you feel good. Bad timing, I know.- Ashley apologized.

Miranda turned around and faced Ashley, still in her arms. She hugged her back, slipping a leg between hers, unintentionally rubbing her pussy with her thigh. Still in the middle of an emotional turmoil, she brought Ashley's face closer and french kissed her passionately. Ashley responded at first, but turned around her face after a few seconds.

-What? You don't like it?- Asked Miranda. She was so shocked by the night's events that her chaotic thoughts led her to see only the mote in the other's eye.

-Not now. Not like this.- Ashley kissed her on her forehead and hugged her even tighter, protecting her even from herself.

-Thank you.- Said Miranda realizing her mistake. Ashley didn't want a repay. Not that one, at least.