The Academy 2.2 - Sex Stories

The Academy 2.2

"...Ma'am?" Sasha looked up, her mind had trailed off again. This was something that she had noticed to be happening frequently ever since the incident. What happened last summer was something that had scarred her emotionally, she hoped one day she will be able to achieve normal once again, not only for her sake, but also for the man who is going to be spending the rest of his life with her. Jasper loved her so much, and she knew this, but she couldn't help but wonder how long he would put up with her night terrors and her constant inattention to their conversations. Jasper didn't know she was there, even she didn't exactly know her goal, but there she was. "Sorry," she shook her head, attempting to remember the greasy man's instructions. "It's simple really," he lifted her arms, in which case the teenager stood at a ready position, "Just squeeze the trigger." She nodded and concentrated, looking down the sights at the target at the end of the range. "Just once," the man spoke to Sasha, his voice was muffled because of the earmuffs she had on, "It'll have some kick." Sasha quickly pulled the trigger, the noise was loud and startling, but she refrained from jumping. She noticed that the bullet had been off target, but not by much considering this was her first time shooting a gun. "Good," the man spoke, "Now let's try..." The man was cut off, Sasha had pulled the trigger again. She didn't know why, but she couldn't help herself. The face of Camila appeared in her head ...

... as she continued to shoot at the target. She kept squeezing until the clip was empty, and she heard a clicking sound come from the gun. Sasha then lowered the gun to her waist and breathed heavily, the man cautiously took the gun from her. Her beautiful brown eyes were now somewhat.... Crazed. Camila stood leaning against the front office desk at the hotel she is employed at. She's been working there for a couple of weeks now and is growing increasingly close to Mr. Mallory, the owner of the hotel. "Nice work on that couple yesterday by the way," Mallory sat behind the desk, he constantly worked the front desk, which confused Camila considering her could just hire someone, but she never asked, "Guarantee we'll see them again." Camila popped a mint into her mouth, she smirked, "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm the best." He looked up, peering at the wrapper she just threw in the trash, "You owe me about a thousand mints though so I wouldn't get too cocky." Camila giggled, something she refrained from doing her whole life, showing positive emotion. She was truly changed, and she attempted to embrace her new self everyday. "Oh shit," Mr. Mallory stiffened up, "That's him, Camila get out of the way." Camila swiftly spun and casually walked to a couch in the lobby, in which case she slowly and seductively sat down and crossed her legs. She peeked up from her magazine that she had risen to her eyes to see a man walking towards the desk. The man was attractive... No. Attractive was an ...