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Post by twitch on Nov 17, 2010 16:24:59 GMT -5
Danica smirked as she got another im from the girl, stating she would indeed come over. This wasn't all that strange for the ebony haired sex addict. Finding bored girls, and then having them come to her dorm... It's part of the reason she loved this school, she could get as many girls as she wanted-- over, and over again. It was really lovely, this school was more of a whorehouse than a place of reform. Not that Miss Holsten could complain, on the contrary, she loved it dearly. It was much easier to get around this way then behind her father's back in New York... Much easier.
Glancing at the mirror, she giggled. The clothing was nice and tight where it needed to be.. Not that it mattered, it'd all be coming off anyways. She just let some music play and glanced around. The room was tidy, for once. Why wasn't she in class? She faked sick, and they believed her... Silly instructors. Hearing footsteps outside, she was excited.. Danica loved new conquests, especially ones who looked as innocent as Belle did. Corruption was so erotic. As she got over to the door, she heard the knock and smiled. Opening the door, she looked the blonde over, a smile of satisfaction played her lips.
"Please, come in," She spoke, moving to the side. As the girl came in, she shut the door behind her and locked it. "So, Belle... What year are you?" She inquired as she moved towards the girl with a smirk, like a hunter stalking it's prey-- Danica was quite aggressive.
outfit: click
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Post by aimee on Nov 17, 2010 16:43:55 GMT -5
After closing her laptop she stood, wondering why she even said yes to this. She wasn't the type of girl that did anything with other girls, but maybe it was the need she had. The one that never left, no matter how hard she prayed or how many times she read the Bible.
She sighed, taking her hair down and brushed her curly mane of hair until sit sat where she wanted it. Looking at her light pink skirt and practically see-through white t-shirt, she decided it was fine. At least for what she planned on doing.
Slipping on her heels she opened her door and walked out. Why wasn't Belle in class? She just decided to ditch, not that she was ever absent so it shouldn't matter. She was tired of being that good girl. It was time to get back the way she was.
Instead of tiptoeing like she might of, she walked deliberatly towards Danica's room and knocked. She wasn't as good as many people would steryotype her. Yes, she carried a bible all the time, okay so she might of been a little...what do you say preppy. But she could be bossy and damn right dirty.
As the door opened and the girl moved out of her way, she stepped in, her head held high. She quirked her brow at the girl as danica moved closer to her. She could tell she thought she was the predetor, she was used to it. All the guys she had been with thought that was true, Belle usually put them in the place. They only had her, because she was willing to give herself to them.
"Senior," she said with a shrug. She walked past Danica and towards the bed. Sitting, she kicked her heels off her feet and leaned back, enjoying the sound of the music and the adrinline of the situation finally set in. She was giving herself away. Not to Danica, not according to her logic. Belle was there because she wanted to be, not anyother thing about that.
No she was giving herself away to the temptation she had ignored since she got to this crappy school.
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