School for Obedient Whores (Cheesecake&BUSTYcher)

[Cheesecake]

Holly Campbell hated this school. She hated that she had to be here, and hated the things they made her do. She may have been here for a few months now, but she felt violated by their teaching methods. In fact, if it wasn't for her room-mate... Holly would have ran away a long time ago. Heh. She made it sound like it was an easy choice to make, when in fact it was next to impossible to escape this place.

Sitting at the end of her bed, the long-legged student gave a prolonged yawn as the wall clock in their room told them it was nearly time to begin the long day of lessons. One day closer to being a perfect whore, Holly thought. She didn't wish to be turned in to what they wanted her to be, but she was slowly realising that the only way to get back to a normal life was to accept defeat. To give up fighting and accept who she truely was - a slut.

No. What was she thinking? That was the teacher's words. She wasn't a slut! She wasn't a whore! She was Holly Campbell, a 19 year old girl who used to have a bright future ahead of her... even if her grades in recent years had fallen a little too quickly.

"Ugh..." She moaned, brushing away some of her dark hair from her face. Her locks only fell down as far as her neck, yet a few thick strands seem to always form a fringe over one eye. "Where's my cigarettes?" She asked, getting on to her hands and knees and looking under the bed for something she wasn't supposed to have. "Why do I always lose them?"

 

[Cheesecake]

When Alexandra finally came out of the bathroom, the upper-half of Holly's slim figure had disappeared beneath her bed. The girl's plump rear, something she was rather conscious about, wiggled from side-to-side, poking upwards as she dug around desperately in the dark for the contraband she had been warned about many times before. The headmistress had caught her smoke on two occasions already, and had made it clear that the next time she was seen with a cancer stick in her mouth, then she was going to suffer some serious consequences. Holly took the threat as a joke.

"Have you seen them?" Her muffled voice asked, having no luck with her search. "I can't go to class without a smoke!" After a few minutes, she withdrew in defeat. Climbing out from under the bed, she knelt on the floor and sat back on her high heeled shoes which were similar to Alexandra's. In fact, the reason she wore them was because she thought they looked 'awesome' on her girlfriend. Her face displayed a look of forced sadness, which also amplified her rather cute features. "What am I going to do?" She asked, rubbing her dark, nylon-covered knees. Holly usually wore (crotchless) tights instead of the socks, which she claimed were too itchy to wear.