Catholic School  -" Chapter One
By: Isabella Reyes
May 2003


    Anita Ramos hated school. She hated Catholic school even more. The nuns, 
the priests, the uniforms, all clashed with Anita -(TM)s bad girl image. But her 
image is what ended her up in Catholic School to begin with. After being 
caught smoking a joint in her bedroom, the day after getting caught smoking a 
teenaged boy -(TM)s pole, her parents decided that the structured environment of a 
live-in Catholic School was their best bet. It had been two weeks and Anita 
was going out of her mind living in the school. 

    She decided that she needed to sneak out for a short time, just to clear 
her mind. After class on Thursday, Anita snuck out of the school and made it 
to her old familiar stomping grounds. Since she was living in the school, she 
didn -(TM)t have any money to spend and was getting funny stares walking around in 
her blue and green plaid skirt and white shirt. She called a few friends, but 
nobody would accept the collect calls. She racked her brain for an idea of 
how to feel free again. She decided that she -(TM)d try and score a bag of weed 
from her usual source and tell him she -(TM)d pay as soon as she got money. 

    She walked to John -(TM)s house and knocked on the door. John opened the door 
and knowing what she wanted, motioned her inside.  -�I need a dime bag, John, 
but I forgot my money at home. Can I get it to you tomorrow? -� Anita asked.

 -�Yeah, and I -(TM)ll give you the dime bag tomorrow, too, -� came John -(TM)s quick 
reply.  -�This ain -(TM)t lay-away at K-Mart Anita. No money -- no dope. -�

Anita felt frustration run through her. She had never been turned down 
before. The feeling of rejection caused her to tear slightly.  -�Come on, John. 
You know I am good for it, -� she begged. 

Just then, the idea hit John. If she couldn -(TM)t pay for it with money, she 
could work for it in trade. John thought about the old bumper stickers  -~Gas, 
Grass, or Ass  -" Nobody Rides For Free -(TM).  -�How bad you want this weed, Anita? -�
 John prodded.
 -�If you can -(TM)t pay, maybe you could trade for it. -�

 -�What do you want? -� Anita asked, a rhetorical question. 

 -�You do what I want and I -(TM)ll give you the weed for free, -� John told her. 
Anita nodded and the pair walked to the couch in the living room. John sat 
down but stopped Anita from sitting.  -�Show me what you have to offer, -� he 
told her.

Anita froze for a minute, but then stood up and twirled around slowly to show 
John her outfit. John gave her a look and she knew that he wanted to see 
more. She reached up and began to unbutton her white dress shirt. She fumbled 
with the buttons as she undid them. As she progressed, her bra came into 
view. It was white cotton with lacey trimmings. For her age of 17, Anita was 
quite well developed on the top, her 34c chest sitting proudly on display, 
being held captive by her bra. She pulled the shirt tails out of her skirt 
and opened her shirt slightly for John to see inside. John admired how the 
white bra contrast with her dark Latina skin. He could feel his dick growing 
in his cargo pants. Without thinking, he began to massage his hard on through 
his pants, feeling it grow to its full teenaged girth. 
Anita could feel her nipples hardening in the cups of her bra. She could feel 
herself getting wet while watching John stroking himself. John then surprised 
her and unzipped his pants, his young cock springing to attention in the warm 
air. John then asked to see Anita too. Anita shrugged her dress shirt off her 
shoulders and down her arms. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, 
which joined her shirt in a pile on the floor. Anita could hear John gasp at 
the sight of her naked breasts, with there dark nipples erect and begging for 
attention. 

John stood and walked to her, as best he could with his pants around his 
ankles. He leaned forward and took Anita -(TM)s nipple into his warm mouth. He 
grabbed her hand and placed it on his erect cock. Anita didn -(TM)t need 
directions after that. She began a slow and steady jacking motion on John -(TM)s 
cock while he sucked and licked on her tits. John was moaning on her 
sensitive nipples from Anita -(TM)s hand job. John backed away slightly and gently 
motioned Anita down toward his cock. Anita got onto her knees and leaned 
forward, taking his hard member into her waiting mouth. John thrust his hips 
back and forth in time with her sucking. Her efforts to bring John to orgasm 
were rewarded quickly, as John thrust one final time into her young Latina 
mouth, his balls depositing their contents down her throat. Spurt after spurt 
of his hot cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed it greedily. She kept 
John in her mouth until he became limp again. 

John backed away without a word and pulled his pants back up. He walked to a 
drawer in the kitchen and grabbed a small bag of weed and tossed it to Anita. 
 -�Come back if you want more, -� he snickered. Anita grabbed her bra and put it 
in the waistband of the skirt and put her shirt back on. Anita rushed out of 
the house and snuck back into the school dorm area. She got back to her room 
and hid the marijuana in her closet. That would definitely help her in the 
weeks to come. 



** To Be Continued???? ** 
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