Even as casually dressed as she could manage, Susan felt the pressure of eyes upon her. The gaping of the men, too obvious to ignore. The judgement, and envy of their girlfriends just as hard to ignore. The desire to race back to her room building. Instead, she let her inner Barbara take control.
She put an extra sway in her hips, allowing... making her ass ripple with each step. As she reached the stairs, she made sure to plant her feet firmly with each step. The answering bounce from her bust, felt in her shoulders. A price worth paying, as every jiggle drew more eyes, kept more attention.
She pretended not to notice as several girls decided it was time to elbow their boyfriends. Looks of suppressed fury, and open daggers clear on every other woman's face.
It was a kind of power that Susan wasn't used to. Her strength came from her hard work, and study. However, tonight Barbara was in charge, and she was proud of her looks, and confidence.
Heading towards the university café, Barbara knew she'd be the centre of attention. Even as she entered, the general noise level dropped, as conversations stopped. Heading to the counter, she ordered her favourite Hot Chocolate with cream and marshmallows. Finding a table was easy. A small table for two... or three was free in the corner.
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