The Academy 2.3 - Sex Stories

The Academy 2.3

... were not amazing and we don't have a lot of slots in grade one. If she was a few years older, sure, but we're stacked at that age." Jordan said, "She has a place to stay too, so it's not like we're leaving her on the streets... No for me." "I think she has to be in," Rayne said immediately. Jordan looked up, "Really?" Rayne swallowed, not quite sure why he was doing this, "Yeah, she was amazing in my opinion." "Okay..." Jordan hesitated, "I guess you saw something in her that I didn't." "I really like her," Rayne sat down and spoke nonchalantly, "Probably the best candidate yet." "Wow," Jordan laughed, "Okay I'll put that down." Rayne owed Camila so much more than this, but it was something. Jasper woke up late at night, he turned over to find Sasha not in bed. He sighed, and sat up slowly. Jasper was shirtless, his muscular body was glazed in sweat. He climbed out of bed to go find Sasha. Sasha was sitting at the kitchen table again, she was still eyeing her purse. Those thoughts were leaving her head now, but she still kept the gun there, just in case. Jasper walked over to her and got down on one knee. "Sasha," he said soothingly. She didn't respond, she wasn't crying, which was an odd thing with her late night traumas. "Sasha," Jasper continued, "I told you when you have your nightmares just wake me up, don't just go off by yourself." Sasha leaned over and rested her head against him, "No, it's not that," she spoke. "What is it then?" "I think..." She stuttered over her words, "Even though the Academy is back..." He brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked in them. "Jasper I think I want to move out of this city."