Post by AnnaMaria Damion on May 27, 2009 12:55:13 GMT -5
Anna had been pretty much every type of student the twelve times she'd attended highschool. She'd been the prep, the tomboy, the geek, the goth, the loner, the cheerleader, the user, the gossiper, the jock girl (the jock girl who did every member of the male sports teams), and even the good little church girl, but this time around she was going to be the one who slept with everyone. Teachers included, the new one - Mr. Demonte to be exact. She'd sleep with someone even if they were madly in love with their significant other. This time around she didn't care. She might even use the weird-o power she got when she was turned, the ability to control human emotions. It was a pretty good aphrodisiac if she was in the mood and the one she wanted wasn't.
She didn't care because she still hadn't found love in all of her years. And since she'd never find her "knight in shining armour" she'd sleep with everyone else's.
Dion, was pretty good, she had to admit. She felt ravaged, and she felt like she was shining (and she didn't even need full sunlight to feel that way). She might have to meet him in the locker room again. "You know Dion, we might just have to meet like this more often. Casual fuckers?" She stroked his cheek lightly, damn his skin was smoother than hers.
She smiled politely as she pulled on her clothes, trying to be almost modest - which was far from being needed. "Nope, not late. Just about a minute thirty-five to get clothes on and spray on some perfume, and head to class. Thanks by the way, you're pretty damn good. I was pleasently surprised." She had an almost embarrased tone in her voice, it was silky smooth though. "I hope that member isn't a one time commite welcomer. You know maybe it will forget we've met and try to welcome me again?"
She didn't care because she still hadn't found love in all of her years. And since she'd never find her "knight in shining armour" she'd sleep with everyone else's.
Dion, was pretty good, she had to admit. She felt ravaged, and she felt like she was shining (and she didn't even need full sunlight to feel that way). She might have to meet him in the locker room again. "You know Dion, we might just have to meet like this more often. Casual fuckers?" She stroked his cheek lightly, damn his skin was smoother than hers.
She smiled politely as she pulled on her clothes, trying to be almost modest - which was far from being needed. "Nope, not late. Just about a minute thirty-five to get clothes on and spray on some perfume, and head to class. Thanks by the way, you're pretty damn good. I was pleasently surprised." She had an almost embarrased tone in her voice, it was silky smooth though. "I hope that member isn't a one time commite welcomer. You know maybe it will forget we've met and try to welcome me again?"