I fucked my hot trans classmate in collage

protests every week.

Well, this school is full of them, but that's a small price to pay for the experience to

express my creativity and freedom as an artist.

This year, I finally have my own artist studio on campus, and I began to start painting larger

and also having models come over so I can practice my anatomy.

Last week, I approached this hot new transfer student named Carrie to pose for me.

I wasn't sure if she'd go for it at first, but she surprisingly accepted.

I was so excited that I forgot to take down her number.

I didn't see her after that initial conversation until a few moments ago as she walked into

the cafeteria with a few of her friends.

I was just about to head over to her and get her contact info, but she locked eyes with

me first and began to walk over to me.

"What?

No!

I wouldn't do that.

I was hoping that we'd bump into each other again, so no worries."

"Good, because I was looking forward to my debut as a model this week."

"Me too."

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