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Ashleigh (18) has gone to Lady Winshire's School for Girls since she was old enough to go to school. It was a private residential school where the student's lived year-round. The school had had dances with Baskerton's School for Boys for years. Ashleigh had never imagined sharing a school with those boys.
Ashleigh was a beautiful girl with an athletic body. She was the star of the girls' soccer team and a gold medalist in gymnastics. Her breasts were the perfect size and her butt was round and firm. Her long legs were tanned and toned from hours of soccer training during the summer. She had wavy brown hair that hung low down her back. She had innoncent blue eyes and soft, full lips. All of her body features were complimented well by the uniform that was required in the school. It was your basic Catholic school girl uniform. The girls used to wear the skirt short and with their shirt unbuttoned a little, but now that the boys were coming they were under strict order to wear them properly.
Ashleigh had settled back into her room the day before after returning from soccer camp. Today, she gathered her books and began walking to her first class. The boys had moved into the dormitory across campus. She noticed some tossing the football and talking in groups as she passed. She received a few cat calls and whistles as she passed the dormitory. One of her friends passed by and said, "I told you they would be nothing, but trouble. They're nothing, but a bunch of horndogs." Ashleigh rolled her eyes and said, "It might not be so bad. And don't even deny the fact that you're horny too."
Ashleigh walked into class and was going to sit in her usual seat, but she noticed a very handsome young man occupying it. He was surrounded by some other less attractive guys. He seemed like the leader of the group. She walked over to her seat and looked down at the young man. With a nice smile, she said, "I know you're new, but that's my usual seat. I see that you're friends are sitting around you, but do you mind moving back one seat?" She pointed at the seat behind him.
OOC: You'll be the guy in my character's seat. He's handsome and popular. It can be a little romantic, but remember these are hormone-driven seniors in a private school.
Ashleigh (18) has gone to Lady Winshire's School for Girls since she was old enough to go to school. It was a private residential school where the student's lived year-round. The school had had dances with Baskerton's School for Boys for years. Ashleigh had never imagined sharing a school with those boys.
Ashleigh was a beautiful girl with an athletic body. She was the star of the girls' soccer team and a gold medalist in gymnastics. Her breasts were the perfect size and her butt was round and firm. Her long legs were tanned and toned from hours of soccer training during the summer. She had wavy brown hair that hung low down her back. She had innoncent blue eyes and soft, full lips. All of her body features were complimented well by the uniform that was required in the school. It was your basic Catholic school girl uniform. The girls used to wear the skirt short and with their shirt unbuttoned a little, but now that the boys were coming they were under strict order to wear them properly.
Ashleigh had settled back into her room the day before after returning from soccer camp. Today, she gathered her books and began walking to her first class. The boys had moved into the dormitory across campus. She noticed some tossing the football and talking in groups as she passed. She received a few cat calls and whistles as she passed the dormitory. One of her friends passed by and said, "I told you they would be nothing, but trouble. They're nothing, but a bunch of horndogs." Ashleigh rolled her eyes and said, "It might not be so bad. And don't even deny the fact that you're horny too."
Ashleigh walked into class and was going to sit in her usual seat, but she noticed a very handsome young man occupying it. He was surrounded by some other less attractive guys. He seemed like the leader of the group. She walked over to her seat and looked down at the young man. With a nice smile, she said, "I know you're new, but that's my usual seat. I see that you're friends are sitting around you, but do you mind moving back one seat?" She pointed at the seat behind him.
OOC: You'll be the guy in my character's seat. He's handsome and popular. It can be a little romantic, but remember these are hormone-driven seniors in a private school.
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