You have finally moved out of the dorms at college, and were able to afford an apartment together with your friend, Jean. At first, it seemed like a great idea, being able to live off campus. But as the weeks went by, you discovered that Jean had some habits that were starting to get on your nerves.
It wasn't really much, but things started to add up and drive you crazy. For example, your friend has long black hair, and you were always finding the shower drain clogged. Sharing an apartment with her was turning out to be not such a hot idea afterall. She was beginning to really annoy you. Or was it you who was acting as the annoying roommate, since you were always nagging her.
"Jean, you are such a slob!" you explode and yell at her one day.
The girl, sitting on the couch eating some Chinese food, looks up. "What are you talking about?"
"Look at all these empty cartons around here," you wave your arms in frustration. "It's disgusting!"
Now Jean starts to stand up, but only to unexpectedly grab you and pull you to the couch. "All right, I've had enough of your complaining!"
Your friend brings you over her lap, and starts to spank your rear end. You squirm a little before she rolls you onto the floor. Picking up one leg, Jean takes your foot and pulls off the shoe you were wearing.
"Hey... hey! What are you doing?" you cry.
But she only continues to remove your other shoe, and then peels off your socks. Reaching down, Jean crawls forward in order to get at your pants. She unbuttons the front, and easily slides them off your body as you are too stunned to put up much resistance. The young woman was about to go for your panties as well, when you are finally able rise to your feet.
"Come on, quit it!" you whine, shyly backing away from your friend.
Jean picks up your pants and shoes and socks and tosses them across the other side of the room, along with other piles of discarded laundry. "I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
Not liking the sound of that, you back further away, until you hit the door of the apartment. But Jean rushes over, and teases you without mercy, touching the hem of your tank-top shirt, and touching the front of your underwear. While you are distracted, fending off her playful fingers, the girl opens up the door and pushes you outside!
She closes and locks the door behind you. Out in the hallway of the apartment building, you stand barefoot, in only a tank-top and pair of panties. Quickly, you have to decide your next set of options.
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