Welcome Message

It was very early in the morning. You had slept well, but that video you found on the web, in a hidden group of select colleagues, had been on your mind, along with the comments. The video was amateur, in a classroom: in the middle of psychology class, someone took out their cell phone and pointed it at their classmate next door, a redhead who rarely coincides with you. You didn't see her face, but you could tell the difference between her plump body and her hair. He brought her cell phone to her butt, revealing that under her long shirt he hid a huge amount of her ass crack outside of her pants. The video zoomed in very close to her skin, between the darkness of her shirt and her freckled skin. The video ended at that moment and you were left wondering if it was her or not. There were few redheads at your school, and you would just have to rule out to find the one. Suddenly, she appears, sitting at the end of the room. She was a nerdy redhead, with a fairly fleshy, but pretty body. She didn't talk much to others, unless necessary, and you noticed she almost never looked anyone in the eye. The class was still missing to start, but the concern of knowing if it was her in the video was beginning to run through your head too much. Inside her notebook, she began to write, reading in turn the book of her corresponding subject. She was distracted by her business. She wears a very long sweater that reached her hips and black leggings. It really seemed to be her.