selfi
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 26, 2009
- Location
- right where i belong
Sasha woke up five minutes before school began. "Shit!" she murmured sarcastically, "I seem to be late for school." she laughed and jumped out of bed. The early morning sun was filtering through her open blinds, showing a simple room, desk, dresser and a futon pulled out fully. Sasha was always one for the basics. Sasha pulled open her blinds, standing naked in front of her window. At sixteen her body was looking at it's best. Full perky tits, round tight ass and an hour glass figure all the cheerleaders wanted but could never pull off without cheating. Looking outside, she saw the school bus drive past. "Well that's fucking awsome," she muttered. Grabbing the first outfit she saw she ran across to the bathroom, her red hair stuck at all angles. Taking a quick shower Sasha dressed then grabbed her bag and walked arcross to her father's room. Her blue eyes shining, and her red hair pulled up into two loose pig tails. Although school uniforms were required, she didn't give a god damn about it; so she was wearing a short black skirt with matching stockings and strappy black boots. Her top was a simple white blouse; that at least was part of the uniform, so they couldn't bitch about it.
Sasha knocked on the door, "Dad! Could I get a ride to school? I missed the bus." she knocked again, then muttered, "Again.." She knew he wouldn't be happy about it, and she'd probably have to pay for it in one way or another, but there was a test she had to take, and if she missed it, Sasha would lose more than just a grade. This would be the fifth time she had been late, and this was the last straw. The principal had threatened to send her to an alternative high school if she was late again. Mr Votch wasn't one to pussy foot around. She never really cared what either he or any other athourity figure had to say about her attendance or anything else.
Sasha knocked on the door, "Dad! Could I get a ride to school? I missed the bus." she knocked again, then muttered, "Again.." She knew he wouldn't be happy about it, and she'd probably have to pay for it in one way or another, but there was a test she had to take, and if she missed it, Sasha would lose more than just a grade. This would be the fifth time she had been late, and this was the last straw. The principal had threatened to send her to an alternative high school if she was late again. Mr Votch wasn't one to pussy foot around. She never really cared what either he or any other athourity figure had to say about her attendance or anything else.