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St. Agatha Christy’s Boarding School for Girls – (Chapter: intro)
Ashley is like any other girl; she can’t live without her make-up, has to have her hair done right, and has to have the perfect outfit before leaving the house. Also like any other girl she craves attention, from anybody. She along with her at the time friend Madison strived to be the sexiest, most popular, and most wanted at King High in Los Angeles, California. This was not hard for the two girls, who at sixteen sported hott tight bodies with abs, nice asses, and the glow of fresh even tans. Accompanied by quick wit, words like venom, and darting tongues they fell into the ‘IN” crowd rather easily.
Soon Ashley discovered the true happenings with the ‘IN’ crowd, meaning they were ‘in’ with some of the most prestigious up and coming drug dealers of the school. Ashley was willing to bet money that these guys, and a couple chicks, would be on America’s most wanted. It’s not a stretch to say Ashley adopted a few nasty habits while craving popularity. Acid seeped into her skin, it melted on her tongue being shared in a random liplock; powder was snorted up her nose while her hand was going off in some random pants; and smoke filled her lungs as a random head bobbed at her lower region delivering next to no pleasure compared to the pot.
A year later Ashley and Madison were on top. When they walked down the halls the rest of the students cleared the way. Teachers didn’t hassle them, some because they knew it was no use, others because they’ve experienced Ashley, in Every. Way. In those classes she passes, with flying colors. When she did attend, Ashley sat front and center, twirling her pen with her tongue and teeth, subtlety hiking up her skirt, and winking suggestively until the class ended.
Ashley would chalk up her popularity not only to her body and sex, but also to her dear daddy, Raife Davies, yes, the rock star. Mommy was too busy living with the benefits of a rich (absent) husband to really bother with her overly mature daughter. Oh, she made sure Ashley ate, and got what she needed at least that’s what she assumed Ashley used the numerous hundreds she left for. Independent, rich, popular, beautiful, and high all at a meager age of seventeen, Ashley loved her life.
That is, until she got caught again, and again, and again. Life as Ashley Davies knew it was over, she was being sent to St. Agatha Christy’s all girl boarding school.
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liking it can’t wait to see where it goes pms! :)
liking it can’t wait to see where it goes pms! :)
intriguing…looking forward to see where you take this story!
intriguing…looking forward to see where you take this story!
this sounds very interesting… post another chapter soon… i wanna see where this goes
this sounds very interesting… post another chapter soon… i wanna see where this goes
I can’t wait til she goes to the school pms.
I can’t wait til she goes to the school pms.