Courtney looked up at me hopefully, my sperm still dribbling from her ass into the toilet. "What are we going to do?" She asked hopefully.

"I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier." I admitted. "But we're gonna get you a job."

Courtney looked at me confused.

"If we get you a job as a TA, the blackmailer could send the pictures and videos to the honor office and you'd just say he has his dates wrong. You'd claim you were helping your friends with the classes they were TAs for and then you weren't cheating. You'd be grading. This semester is almost over, and we already took the...