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Smoke break! (for niellwyn)
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Monica
Joined: Fri Mar 14, 2008 8:29 pm Posts: 31
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Smoke break! (for niellwyn)
Monica hated being in school. The only reason she had come to Shokushu in the first place was that her father had offered her a choice: a college or a convent! Neither were appealing, but she had thought the college would at least offer the POSSIBILITY of an encounter with the opposite sex. She had learned too late that it was a girl's only school on an ISLAND!
She had arrived late Friday night, and had spent the weekend testing the bars of her new cage. Now, halfway through her first day of actual class, she had skipped out for a cigarette. She was sitting on a rock next to a pool of water in the lush jungle that surrounded the campus. Her well-padded ass was protected from the cold rock by nothing more than her thin cotton skirt, and she felt quite chilly.
Cigarettes were "forbidden" officially, but she had managed to sneak in a few by hiding them in her bra and panties. She made a face as she tasted her own stale sweat on the cigarette, and tossed the half-smoked cylinder aside into the pool of water.
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Mon Mar 17, 2008 7:49 pm |
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niellwyn
Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.
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The discarded cancer stick spun in the emerald pool, clouding the water around it with ash as it reluctantly swelled. The white paper became a translucent grey through which the tobacco could be seen like a brown caterpillar in a moist coccoon, and then it sank beneath the surface to litter the muddy bottom. Cicadas screeched at its consignment to the depths, wailing relentlessly from the dappled forest.
Monica hadn't put a great deal of thought into where she would hole up while she was dodging the day's education, settling into the first spot that appeared relatively hidden while being near enough to the campus to prevent getting lost in the impenetrable tangles. She was not, however, the first to have such a thought. Her cigarette butt was not the only one to rest at that time in the glassy pond, which was festooned on the bottom by the corpses of innumerable similar butts, currently camouflaged by mud and decay. Behind her, laying by the roots of a wide leaved bush, an empty can of Coca-Cola was being swallowed up by a layer of emerging rainforest shoots and canary yellow moss.
The teachers were aware of the area and its attractiveness to delinquents, and scrupulously kept the knowledge to themselves. They were also aware that the newly arrived freshmen were especially likely to play hooky, and were checking all the usual hiding places at that very moment. In a handful of minutes, Monica would be the last in a long line of rebellious students to be found and punished. But before could happen, she spied a sudden glimpse of white moving across the pond. The vision was a reflection, and Monica quickly looked up to see that it belonged to another student.
The student was wearing a Shokushu uniform, but not the regulation navy blue and white. Instead, she wore a white silk blouse whose dimensions hugged her slim, tapered waist. It was open at the top, revealing the barest hint of cleavage. She had no jacket on, and her skirt was a pale shade of strawberry; pleated and short enough to display the bottom half of her thighs, which shone in the sunlight while she flounced closer as lightly as a fawn. "Hey there." the girl said with gorgeous, smiling lips, and looked Monica over out of eyes the color of distant, twilight glaciers. The girl tossed pale, honey tresses over her shoulder and took a seat next to Monica. "Do you mind if I sit here?" she asked, and then laughed as she noticed the waterlogged cigarette. Her laugh was sweet and unaffected, the sort of merry sound that makes one half expect to see a friendly gaggle of woodland creatures emerge into the sunlight to hear it, attended by sparkling, dragonfly winged faeries. "You know, if you're going to bother smoking, you should at least finish it." the pretty student chided, and crossed her cotton socked ankles.
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Monica
Joined: Fri Mar 14, 2008 8:29 pm Posts: 31
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Monica eyed the girl warily as she saw her approach. The Latina hadn't spoken to any other students at the school yet, and she felt very guarded. She didn't know what these girls were like, or how they would react to her, a Mexican girl from the rough part of Los Angeles.
As the girl drew closer, Monica eyed her up and down. She was definitely pretty, and her clothes were remarkably stylish and form-fitting. Monica felt a familiar twinge of jealousy as she fingered the edges of her own skirt. Leaving L.A. for a school with uniforms, she had thought she had left behind the pressure to constantly have the best clothes!
The girl asked Monica if she could sit next to her on the rock, but took a seat before the Mexican girl had a chance to reply. The contrast in their clothes made Monica uncomfortable and tense, and she instantly regretted tossing her cigarette aside. She wished the girl would leave so she could pull her last one out of the waistband of her panties, and smoke the whole thing, sweat-tasting or no.
"You know, if you're going to bother smoking, you should at least finish it." The strange girl said to Monica, laughing. Monica got a strange feeling from this girl - it was like she was some sort of magical forest creature or something out of a Disney movie. It made Monica uneasy.
"They're my cigarettes," Monica said, "I can do what I want with them."
Monica knew she was being rude, but she had been enjoying her solitude. The girl's presence, nice clothes, and slender body were making Monica irritable. Her blouse felt too tight, her thighs felt too exposed, and her waist felt too big. She hated feeling this way, and thought she had left it behind in Los Angeles with all the wannabe models.
"Aren't you supposed to be in class?" she asked sarcastically, picking a flower from the ground at her feet and pulling it apart.
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Wed Mar 19, 2008 8:21 pm |
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niellwyn
Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.
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"Well yes, but shouldn't you be too?" she responded in a knowing, amused tone. Her glittering eyes danced playfully, and she took a quick look toward the beaten footpath between the scattered green trunks. Monica remained downcast and picked stubbornly at the exotic white flower, shielding herself behind tense shoulders. Her fellow classroom refugee tried to lean forward and catch the Latina's eye, but her gaze was fixed solidly to the petals that she was crushing in her fingers. The girl smiled brightly, but to no avail. Discouraged, her shoulders slumped and she picked her own flower to disassemble, dropping snowy petals one by one onto her blushing skirt.
"So, you're new here right?" The dying flowers shed their last fragrance, an unassuming and lingering gift that hung about in a vain effort to fill the silence. The girl shuffled her feet awkwardly in the moist, hot grass, and rested her hands in the pile of petals in her lap. "My name is....Charlotte. What's yours?" Charlotte bent hopefully toward Monica, when suddenly she stiffened, looking past the freshman at something coming up the path. "Hide!" she squeaked in her throat, eyes wide, and flung herself over Monica. Together they tumbled backward off the rock and rolled to a stop in the aromatic black soil, shaded by an overgrown flower bush. Petals were strewn over both of them. "Shhhhh." Charlotte warned quietly, staring urgently down at the Latina whom she lay fully atop of. Her breasts heaved against Monica's in silent apprehension, her silk blouse transfering the feel of her lithe body to Monica's more voluptuous one. Almost immediately they began to hear dull footsteps near their hiding place, and Monica could see a suspicious face peering about above the fronds of fern and leafy growths. Charlotte and Monica lay there, slick thighs entangled, while the male faculty member frowned and scratched at his greying dark hair. Presently, he made a face and moved out of view, the sounds of his footsteps retreating the way they had come until they vanish from hearing.
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Wed Mar 19, 2008 9:21 pm |
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Monica
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Monica didn't even have time to yell as the girl who called herself Charlotte dove into her and knocked her down, pinning her to the dirt-covered ground. The Latina was about to push the girl away and slap her in the face when she heard the approaching footsteps. For a few moments the only noise in the world seemed to be the threatening steps approaching and the sound of the two girls trying to keep their frightened panting silent.
The moment seemed to stretch on forever. Monica looked at Charlotte as falling petals from the surrounding flowers fell to accent the girl's long brown hair. Monica became uncomfortably conscious that the top few buttons of her own blouse weren't doing their job. She was exposing more than a few inches of her soft cleavage. She felt frustrated yet again, since she had begun to suspect that the school hadn't even listened to her when she gave them her measurements. The white blouse was far too tight around her large breasts, and so the top few buttons were constantly coming undone. She wasn't normally against showing off, but she wanted it to be on her own terms! Additionally, the tightness of the blouse around her waist made it embarrassingly clear that, while she wasn't chubby by any stretch of imagination, she wasn't as thin as many other girls at the school, Charlotte included.
Monica was glaring at the girl who had jumped upon her, unable to move or say anything. It was true that the girl had saved her trouble, but Monica wasn't one who took help graciously. Besides, the girl's tackle had hurt! Monica felt her generous bottom pressed against the slightly-damp soil, and her thigh burned as if it had been scraped. Plus, the girl on top of her, although undoubtedly lighter than Monica, didn't seem to realize that her knee was pressed directly against Monica's panty-covered crotch. She wanted to squirm away, but didn't dare move for fear of being found out by the teacher.
Finally, the footsteps retreated. Monica wanted to get up right away, but she needed the girl to dislodge her intruding knee before she could move freely. "Thanks for that," Monica mumbled grudgingly, "Getting caught would have sucked."
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Thu Mar 20, 2008 8:17 pm |
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niellwyn
Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.
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"Yeah. Don't mention it." Charlotte said graciously, voice low. Only then conscious of their position, Charlotte stood gracefully and offered a hand to the other. "Sorry about that." came her soft apology. "I couldn't think of anything else to hide us quickly enough. I should have remembered that the teachers like to check places like this on the first few days of school." Her hand remainded outstretched, and she took a moment to dust off her knees. "I'll show you better places, where the faculty don't check, if you'll tell me your name." Charlotte's beaming face pinkened shyly. Meanwhile, she gave a good look to Monica as the latina sat up and began adjusting her skirt and blouse. Her legs were strong and smooth, beautifully sun drenched. Her hair was admirably dark, and so glossy that it flashed as though coated in clear oils. Charlotte grew abashed when she spotted Monica's panties just before the woman pulled down her skirt, and then the generous spilling of Monica's breasts prompted her to turn her head half away. "We should hurry. Sometimes they double back." Charlotte warned.
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Tue Mar 25, 2008 8:30 am |
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Monica
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Monica dusted herself off and stood up. She wanted to go back to her room and change out of these dirty clothes, but she didn't have anything else to change into, and she knew she would have to go to at least SOME of her classes today.
"My name is Monica," she said to the girl at last. She wasn't ready to be friendly to her yet, but she felt it was only fair to let her know her name, after she had saved her so much trouble.
The Latina tried her best to fasten the top buttons of her shirt and get her breasts back in place. She turned away from the girl while she reached into her shirt and adjusted her bra, not wanting to be seen fondling her tits right in the girl's face.
"So, you know some safer places to hide out around here?" Monica asked, eying the girl with a raise of her black eyebrow. "Can you show me now?"
Her hands were dirty from the ground, and Monica bent over to wash them off in the pool.
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Tue Mar 25, 2008 3:26 pm |
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niellwyn
Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 9:18 am Posts: 1376 Location: Hopefully between the pages of a good book.
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"Yeah. I know some really good places Monica. Places the teachers never go to." Charlotte took a rest on the stump while waiting for Monica to wash her hands, twining a finger in her hair. "They aren't as close to the school though." she admitted in a tone of disappointment. "But they're nice at least." Slapping at her neck, she grimaced and hastily scraped a squashed insect onto the bark, and got up to join Monica at the pool. Dipping her own hands into the water, she scrubbed until the remains were erased. "There aren't any nasty insects either, like in the jungle."
After drying her hands reluctantly on her skirt, Charlotte shaded her eyes against the sun, watching the tropical birds flit from branch to branch. "Hey Monica, let's go!" she said in a fit of decision. Boldly taking hold of Monica's wrist with her slim fingers, she gave a gentle tug. "C'mon, I know just where to go! I know you'll like it." she promised, cheerfully enthusiastic. Her hand was moist and cool on the latina's skin, and her sun drenched, hopeful face shone.
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