![]() My nipples were already hard, poking through my top, eager to be involved in my plan. Did I really want to do this? The thought excited me. I checked the long hallway leading to the copy room, the only way in or out. Misery loves company, doesn’t it? It would certainly spice up this unending tedium… ![]() If my test was going to bend me over and ravage me, I might as well get to enjoy watching someone else experience it, as well. I was all done, and with five minutes to spare! They could at least put a television down here or something to keep things exciting. I would have choked the stapler had I tried to staple them all together. I collected my pages together and stapled them into a few manageable packets. I set the book back down and copied the final two pages. I turned the page and was greeted by the glorious sight of the end of the chapter. I poked the copy button again and waiting for yet another page to be spat out. Nothing to do except babysit the copy machine. Flip the page, put the book down, close the lid, press “Copy.” Flip the page, put the book down, close the lid, press “Copy.” Flip the page, put the book down, close the lid, press “Copy.” Ugh… The mind-numbing rhythm of the copier’s lazy excretion was going to put me to sleep. “That’s a great idea! Watch my stuff, I’ll be right back.” I hefted up the book, grabbed my student ID, and made my way into the bowels of the library where the copiers resided. “Why don’t you just go photocopy the pages you need? That way you’ll have it all weekend and you don’t need to deal with trying to snatch the book back and forth from your classmates?” ![]() “Damn, I need to return this thing in twenty minutes. “As good as can be expected,” I sighed, leafing through the massive textbook before me.
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