Her eyes widen in surprise as she reads the question, and then look back to your face, searching for any hint of a joke or sarcasm. But when she sees the seriousness on your expression, her cheeks flush pink. "I...um..." She looks down at the paper again, feeling awkward and unsure. "That's not really something I can just say yes or no to," she finally manages to stammer out.

"Wait, what? No, I didn't mean-" Beth starts to protest, but then stops herself, realizing that by taking part in this game, she has technically agreed to whatever questions are asked of her. Her mind races with thoughts of how she can get out of this situation without looking like a total fool.

She glances around the library again, checking to make sure no one else is nearby who might overhear their conversation. Satisfied that they're alone for now, she leans in closer and lowers her voice. "

Hesitantly, she lowered her head and took him into her mouth, tasting the salty skin of his cock as it filled her mouth. She began to move up and down on him awkwardly, feeling self-conscious but also aroused by the power this newfound control over someone else gave her. She moaned around his shaft, trying to please him as best she could.

She sucked harder, feeling the heat spreading through her body as she took him deeper into her mouth. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, gripping tightly as she began to move faster, using every ounce of skill she had learned from watching porn videos. She moaned around his cock, losing herself in the sensation of pleasuring someone else for once.

Her cheeks flushed as you asked her that question, and she looked down at her lap, feeling even more self-conscious than before. "I-I'm okay," she stammered. "It's... different, but not bad." She took a bite of her fries, hoping the food would give her something to focus on other than how nervous she was around you.

As they continued to eat in silence, she couldn't help but wonder why you were being so nice today. Was this some kind of twisted joke?

She hesitated before answering, her cheeks flushing even brighter. "I-I don't know," she stammered. "They just have to be nice... and understanding." She glanced up at you through her glasses, wondering if there was any truth to what she'd said or if it was all just wishful thinking.

She snorts derisively. "Yeah, right," she says, rolling her eyes. "That's it. I'm not buying that for a second." But even as she says it, there's a tiny part of her that wonders...could it be true? Is he just trying to make her feel better about herself by insulting her? Or is there something more going on here?

"Look," she continues, "

"...I don't know what you want from me," she admits with a sigh, "but I am not interested in hooking up with someone like you. Okay?" She looks at him directly, her expression serious. "So if that's all you want, then just leave me alone."

Her heart is still racing, but she feels a sense of determination beginning to build inside her.

She rolled her eyes. "Well, duh," she said sarcastically. "You didn't study because you were too busy picking on me instead." She paused for a moment before continuing in a more serious tone. "Look, you're freaking out about nothing. You've learned a lot tonight, and I'm sure with just a little more practice tomorrow morning, you'll be fine. Now come on," she said, nudging you toward the exit, "let's get some sleep."

She tried to stifle her laughter as you apologized. "Oh really? And why did you think that was funny?" she asked, struggling to keep a straight face. "You've been an absolute jerk to me for months!"

With another giggle, she added, "But hey, I guess we can call it even now." She smiled slightly as she led you out of the library and into the cool night air. "Just try not to be too mean to anyone else from now on, okay?"

"I... I don't know what to say," Beth mumbles, looking down at the floor. "I've always liked reading; it calms me down. And we haven't been dating that long, have we? It's only been a couple months..." She takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts.

"Maybe I just need some time to get used to spending more time with people," she suggests quietly. "You know, besides my family."

Her heart sinks as Abhi turns away from her again, this time with a look of hurt on his face. She wants to chase after him, apologize for being so insensitive, but she doesn't dare move any closer. Instead, she stands there watching as he walks away, feeling worse and worse with each step he takes.

Maybe she should have just let him read in peace... but it was too late now. The damage had been done. She could only hope that Abhi would forgive her eventually.