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Student Life - part 1
(Dianne Herbert)

At which point, an email notification popped up on the screen. It started fading into the background after a few seconds, but the subject line of 'your phone' had got my attention, and I clicked straight onto it. At least someone had found it, so now I just needed to connect with them and get it back.



The email  was apparently sent by me. It came with an attachment of a video from my phone, one that I recognised the name of. One that would show me outdoors, naked, and masturbating. Oh, bloody hell! I'd kept the phone locked ??" I always did ??" and up to that point, it hadn't really crossed my mind that someone would find a way to unlock it. What the hell use was fingerprint recognition if someone could get in anyway? As it was perfectly clear that someone had!



'Do I have your attention?' Is what the body of the email said. 'If so, download and then run the attached app. If you choose not to do so, then all the videos clogging up this phone will be forwarded, right now, to all your social media and email contacts. I can tell when this email is opened, and you have 5 minutes from that time to start the download.'



Oh, fuck! I rarely get migraines, but that band of pressure that sometimes seems to squeeze the skull tight was suddenly there and saying hello. Boom, it felt like my head was going to explode. Implode? Whatever it was going to do, my life would be over, and that might be a blessing right now.



Some fucking pervert was threatening to send out what was on my phone to basically everyone that I knew. Everyone. If he was in my phone ??" and he obviously was ??" then he could also access all my emails and every account that I had. And he was sending me this message from my own email account, presumably to prove that he could do so.



I was a bit kinky. It wasn't anything that would bother other people as I was very careful to keep everything to myself, but on the phone there were a lot of nude pics, and videos ??" including masturbating in risky places (uni toilets with others around, in my local park, on the bus). In some you would hear other people, in others you might be able to see them ??" but, in all of them, I was at least partially undressed and touching myself.