Pinay Scandal Estudyante Novels & Stories

"Sage is her best friend, financially pretty normal. Bit of debt but working to pay it off. Setbacks for shoes and handbags. Just the usual, really. We haven't found anything in her transcripts from college or school, and her family is clean too. We're still working on her though." "Maybe Maddy can ask her to keep quiet and that'll be that?" Mark suggested. "Maybe." Jasmine said, not looking convinced. "Moving on, Shawna, who you knew as Willow. We've got a ton of stuff about her." "Like what?" "Affair with a professor at college and knowledge that he was married with kids. A homemade sex tape of her with another girl at a party. History of drugs and wild parties too." "Wow. I would never ha

the Dean of Arts said sternly. By this time, Noah and I were standing across from her in her office. My palms were clammy, and I couldn’t even look her in the eye. God, I pray my mom never finds out about this. She’d be furious. "At least not you, Miss Zara Cole," the Dean continued, her gaze cutting through me. "You’re still a first-year student. You have a long way to go and yet here you are, getting involved in a scandal with Noah Reyes of all people."

Declan was there when we showed up, and he immediately went to Cadee and Stacy. “Oakleigh hit me. She also happens to be Annie Oakleigh.” He speaks. That gets my attention. “That girl you, Coldwell, and Camden talk about. The porn star?” I ask. I don’t think she is a porn star. I never watched her. Not that I’ve not watched porn. It's simply that she did educational videos or some shit. I do not need sex education. Not cocky, just the facts.

Because what he eats is smart, what he eats goes to his brain, not his stomach, but I hope what he watched last night went to his brain and not to his stomach. It’s really good and it’s smart, otherwise I just don’t know. No one knows about kiss and sex alone. We also don’t have a sex education subject! Even my other classmates wanted it. I was called a whore on our campus because I am pretty and I get boys’ attention. “What are you ready for?” I smiled and asked him if we could enter his condo. We weren’t even in bed so I asked right away. “Y-yes.” Stuttering, he said, obviously he couldn’t sit still in bed because he didn’t know what to sit on, but he settled into the Indian seat. I texted

“Glad to hear you don’t care who knows because word on the street is the two of you are having hotter sex than the last celebrity scandal.” “What,” Piper exclaims. Sabrina shrugs. “That’s the word.” “And how could anyone know that?” “I don’t know,” Sabrina replies in a tone that would suggest she’s being sarcastic. “The fact that people can hear you. Linda from my psych class says it’s real p**n worthy stuff.” “Great,” Piper replies. “That’s just great. I came to college for an education and I’ve been delegated a p**n star.” “I told you you’re loud," I tell her.

"Sorry, I have something urgent at the school. Isabella told Andrew and arranged for a car for him. Then, she slammed the brakes, and her car sped away. He raised an almost imperceptible eyebrow but didn't say anything. When she arrived at the school, she headed straight to the student dormitory. The apartment housed a total of four female students. The other two were not there, leaving only Penelope. "Isabella, do you know that you've got yourself into a big mess!" Penelope looked as if the sky was about to fall and handed her the phone. As it turned out, earlier in the morning, someone anonymously posted on the Ithaca University campus forum, exposing Isabella's scandal of having an illegi

"Famous author and professor, Zane Orion, takes advantage of Nineteen year old freshman in sex for grades scandal." My mouth goes dry. And I haven't even scrolled down to see the photos or read the article or watched the show segment she did this morning that has already been uploaded on the website or the thousands of comments of all these people who I don't know who are suddenly interested in the aspect of my life that is so private.

But I had been too intrigued. Her list had looked too innocent. Too wishful. As if someone ached to do all the naughty depraved things but couldn't do so. And when she had sent an apology, asking me to pretend like I had never seen it, that confirmed my doubts. I stared at the picture, hungry, and aching. Kira Andrews, one of the top students of California University, Straight A's, diligent and so incredibly sexy she had a star-shaped birthmark on her belly, pointing down at her unclad pussy. My cock lurched against my pants and I clamped down a groan.

"Mrs. Ball, I..." As the bell rang, Connie grabbed her books and left. Seeing how upset the professor was, Carrie tugged at Shelia's arm and said, "Don't mind her. She's just jealous of you! Looks like she's going through menopause!" "But did you hear? This morning, someone posted a girl's scandalous photos on the bulletin board, calling her a prostitute and nightclub girl, even claiming she sleeps her way up. Guess who that girl is?" Wendy said mysteriously.

On it were full-frontal nude photos of her. "Everyone, take a look! We were scammed! This woman took out nude loans just to gamble!" "Now she claims she has no money and refuses to pay us back. We're just doing our job for someone else and earning a hard living!" That massive poster appeared blatantly across more than ten livestreams. The tone of the comments immediately shifted. "Seriously? At her age, taking out nude-collateral loans? That's shameless." "Why would a respected professor assault someone like that? What, is she blind to her own condition?"