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Ugh She was right, of course The college didn’t want trouble And I didn’t want that on eted for telling the truth

Coward et it I’ll tell you"

Her eyes lifted "Can we do this now? I’ll need to record our interview"

Oh good God What had I just agreed to do?

The assistant was called back in to set up a video ca The assistant sat down too, a notepad in her lap

They both stared at me "Okay, Bella Please tell us about your recent interactions with ulp of my water, I tried to think where to start "Well, in Septeht party…" Jesus Christ I was going to have to tell a dean, her assistant and a video camera that I’d had sex with Whittaker

So I did

"It was consensual?" Dean Waite asked

"Absolutely -- no question," I admitted Shoot ain if they knew they could end up telling Who Wilma about it later

"What happened afterwards?" the dean prodded

Marching onward through nosis, eventually arriving at the ugly night in question

I told my audience that Whittaker had sat me down in the breakfast nook

I told them that we’d done shots of tequila

And while ht red, I told the me an STI And in the next breath, he’d asked Dash tospecial It had levelednot to think about that night, but the dean’s clarifying questions kept pinning me back inside that awful moment "How did the drink appear?" Cloudy "What was in it?" Orange juice, and an umbrella, but only in mine

Jesus God, I was such an idiot How could I have ed about drinking beer out of their jock straps would suddenly decorate a lady’s drink, just to be nice?