Just a little short chapter that isn't quite as explicit as previous ones, just an FYI for those who might be looking for more.
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The next morning, Danny got up early after tossing and turning all night. They were still angry and anxious about what happened to them and thoughts about their future with Ashley made it impossible to sleep. With eyes dry from crying, Danny packed and wondered where they were going to live during the suspension. Danny hadn't told their parents and knew that they wouldn't be pleased to hear about it. Danny's parents were never wild about Danny's romantic exploits and the idea of telling them about the exposure sounded like the worst idea. Danny decided to mull it over in town before making a final decision.
As Danny finished packing, they scoped out the room to make sure they weren't forgetting anything. As their eyes traveled across the room they stopped once they saw Morgan's dresser that stood on the opposite side of where Danny slept.
The Mormon students' dresser had four rows of shelves and as a result, was level with Danny's bed. Danny wouldn't have paid much attention to it before, but because it was the day after their humiliation, in which their sexual exploits with Ashley were captured on film, Danny's senses were on edge. They walked to Morgan's side of the room and stood next to the dresser. Looking back to where their bed was, Danny crouched down to be level with the surface of the dresser and held their hands out, making a rectangle shape with their index finger and thumbs. Danny's hands shook as they saw through their hands the exact same frame the camera had taken of them and Ashley.
It was clear to Danny who had let the sorority in and the realization made them boil with rage. Up until now, Danny wrote off Morgan's standoffish nature to the general conservative nature of the school. It was clear that Morgan's lack of enthusiasm for Danny extended beyond simple aversion. Unfortunately for Morgan, Danny was suspended and didn't have much incentive to resolve this issue in a polite manner.
Storming out of their dorm, Danny rushed to the main hall where many of the students were leaving for classes. Danny knew that Morgan returned from a morning science class. Sure enough, fifteen minutes went by when they saw Morgan walk into the building, wearing a long brown coat under a long black skirt. Her hair was wet from the snow outside and face was red from the cold. Danny knew it was about to get redder when they were finished with her. "You!" Danny hissed, forcing Morgan to stop in her tracks. "How dare you violate my privacy?"
"What are you talking about?" Morgan asked as she looked around, noticing that several of the students around her were staring after hearing Danny shout.
"Don't act stupid. You let Kara and the rest of that sorority in our dorm so they could video tape me fucking and post it all over the internet!"
Morgan's lip quivered as she avoided eye contact with Danny. "I...I didn't do anything. And even if I did, maybe it was because you shouldn't be doing something so unnatural with another woman...so close to my bed!" Her face grew more flush and she could feel sweat building up on her forehead.
"That is none of your business!" Danny shouted. "We never did anything while you were home. It's one thing for you to disagree with my lifestyle, but it's another thing to let people videotape me without my consent!"
"It doesn't matter now. You're expelled so I won't have to deal with you!" Morgan blurted out.
Danny stared at her with their mouth open. "Expelled? I was suspended! And you wouldn't know anything about this unless you were in on it motherfucker!" Danny lunged at Morgan, grabbing onto her coat and pulling it open, exposing her long-sleeve red sweatshirt.
"Hey let go of me!" Morgan screamed as she tried to fight Danny off. Morgan never fought a day in her life and so her way of defending herself was flailing her arms with barely any force. Swinging her hands only helped Danny pull the coat off of her and throw it to the ground. "Stupid dyke!" she spat at Danny.
Danny grit their teeth as they were tired of being called that hateful word. They lifted their foot and connected the kick towards Morgan's midsection. She doubled over as the kick took the wind out of her. The crowd around them increased as they saw a fight break out.
With Morgan doubled over, Danny reached out and grabbed the back of Morgan's shirt, pulling it over her head. Morgan was still out of breath and couldn't even scream as she felt the cotton sweater get peeled off her body, exposing a plain white C cup bra. Her skin was very pale, perhaps the whitest Danny had ever seen.
Finally standing up and getting her breath back, Morgan felt a breeze of cold air brush against her exposed back and looked down. She gasped as she saw that she was shirtless and immediately wrapped her arms around her chest "M..my dirty pillows are showing!"
Danny raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Your dirty pillows? That's what you call them?"
"Y..yes..now please give me back my shirt!" she whimpered. "I'm indecent!"
"Sorry, not happening." Danny said as they bent forward to grab the sides of Morgan's skirt and pull down as hard as they could.
Morgan's eyes bulged as she saw her skirt fall to her boots, exposing a white slip that was high enough on her midriff to cover her navel. She screamed as her hands left her torso to fold over the old fashioned undergarment. "I'm naked!"
"That is not naked." Danny said as they tried grabbing the slip, "I'll show you naked!"
Morgan backed away from Danny, looking around for any exit possible and in a panic, she pushed against the door. "No! Leave me alone!" she shouted as she ran outside, not caring that she was running into the freezing cold in just her underwear. At least it would still be on her body. Unfortunately for her, Danny was right behind her and shut the door on Morgan before she could escape. Morgan felt the wind chill from outside and thought she was free until she heard a loud RIP! and a hard tug on her slip. She yelped and turned to the door just as she felt a draft brushing against her legs.
"Forget something?" Danny asked as they walked outside holding Morgan's ripped slip in the air. It had gotten caught in the doorway and was torn completely open.
Morgan was left standing in just her bra and a white pair of Hanes-her-way panties. They were large, covering most of Morgan's seemingly plump buttocks. By now her face was completely red from embarrassment as her knees bent to cover the front and back of her underwear. With her midriff more exposed, people could see that while she wasn't overweight, her stomach had no muscle tone and was flabby rather than tight and the curve from her thigh to her ass gave some indication of cellulite.
"Oh my god! People can see me in my second underwear!" she cried as she turned around and saw the large number of students walking by, stopping when they saw a student out in the winter cold without any clothes on.
