The Academy 2.3 - Sex Stories

The Academy 2.3

... have helped me," she added, a tear streamed down her face. "I know." "I had such a big fucking crush on your ass," she added with a depressed and deflated laugh. "But you don't now?" Rayne asked, still feeling depressed. "I was so alone and you were the only person other than Sofia that I've opened up to, and you just vanished. Was I really that bad that you couldn't stop by?" Camila confronted. Again silence, after a while Rayne leaned back and put his hands over his eyes, "I think I'm catching feelings for another girl too, and this happened and..." "I need to be alone now anyways, just to get my life figured out," she lied. She needed someone so bad, especially him. "I'll pick up the kid for school every morning, we'll be seeing each other a lot," Rayne observed. "Who's the girl?" Jordan Capezio sat in Mrs. Roses old office, Rayne was next to her. "Who's next?" She had her feet up on the desk and was tossing a ball in the air. Rayne looked at the sheet and took a deep breath, "Amy Maddox, year one." "Maddox, cool name," she bit her lip as she caught the nerf football. She peered over at Rayne, who wasn't talking and was staring at his paper. She threw the ball at him and it bounced off of his head. "Hey, why so blue," she smirked. "No reason other than I got you throwin shit at me now," he chuckled. The door opened then, and a 7 year old girl walked in. She was beautiful and blond. Rayne smiled at her as she took a seat. "Hello," she said with a cute voice. "Hey ...

... sweetie," Jordan's angsty voice changed to sweet when she talked to kids. Rayne could picture her becoming a teacher here one day. "We're just gonna ask you a few questions to start," Rayne said, he cleared his throat. He got nervous as he asked the first one, "What's your name and age?" "Amy Maddox and I'm 7 years of age!" She smiled. Rayne took a deep breath, "Who are your parents?" "I never knew my daddy but my mommy had me for a while but then gave me to some stranger." They see a lot of that here at the Academy and are used to it. These kids then usually come here and are taken in by the school, they keep a living quarters in the left wing of the campus for the purpose of really young students with no place to stay, they are usually able to live on their own at 12. "Why do you want to go here?" Jordan leaned over and raised an eyebrow, "You skipped a question, Rayne." "Oh, sorry," Rayne bit his lip, "Who... Are you staying with currently?" "A friend." "Name?" Jordan clicked her pen. "Mr. Mallory at the hotel," Rayne let out a sigh of relief. "Let's, uh, get on with the interview," Rayne stood up, wanting to get out of the questioning stage quickly. Knowing this girl would be discriminated against profusely if the secret got out that she was being raised by Camila Rojas. Jordan looked at him odd, but stood up as well. She slid out of her tight skirt, Rayne salivated at the sight of her fit ass. Jordan sat down on the table and spread her legs, "Okay Amy, just eat me out." "Yes ...