Highwater Academy

Highwater Academy sits on a peak that overlooks the beautiful Highwater lake, an amazing vista that complements the architectural styles of the campus grounds. A fusion of modern and ornate, like its culture - Youthful students full of modern zest ready to rule the world, amidst a strict yet somewhat relaxed educational system.

There are multiple buildings that form the campus grounds, with the main superstructure extending into separate wings, some showing their age and some decidedly much more modern. The pre-mission briefing had the blueprints of the Academy, although those were only the official ones released, and there might be many undocumented renovations or changes to the buildings.

There wasn't much students mucking about, as it was still Summer break, and most people were out living their fullest, probably fucking in wood cabins.

You park right up by block C, and head into the female dorm wing where a young lady with a blue jacket awaits with stacks of paper in her arms. She was slender and tall, a brunette with a slap-tastic ass but pretty average tits. She has an attractive face though, although having spent a large portion of your life mingling with female spies, agents and fashion models in your line of work, the Academy kids here don't seem to incite as much wow factor from you. Sure, the guys would fall head over heels for these girls, but you were only partially bi, or so you thought. Sometimes a good time with another woman was a great thing, for sure.

"Hi!" the girl exclaims as she walks up to you and waves.

"Hey." you nod and smile.

"Name's Krystal." she chirps as you shake hands. "I'm the Residential Advisor for block C, also known as the Viper pit."

"Why's it called the Viper pit?" you ask, and can't help but mindlink of course.

"The guys gave us that term." she sheepishly smiles and looks slightly flustered. "Us girls are apparently too venomous for them."

"you seem pretty sweet for that." you laugh. You know she's thinking about that time she was spitroasted by two nerds. Krystal seems to be the kind of girl that has a very confident and upright front, but a lot of sex with any boy that crosses her fancy was a distinguishing factor for this fox. She has a particular fondness for junior guys, an attribute borne from her need for control over supposedly lesser people.

"Thanks." Krystal giggles.

"What's so hilarious?" you jest.

"Nothing." she smiles. "I just haven't seen someone as beautiful as you in my life."

"Nonsense." you smirk. "You haven't been out of this town enough."

"I guess so." she shrugs as she leads you into the building.

"Thanks for the personal welcome concierge." you jest.

"No problem." Krystal smiles. "You're the only new transfer this semester, and it's my job as an R.A. to show you the ropes and get to know you."

"Not sure if I'd fit." you say.

"Someone as attractive as you?" Krystal scoffs. "Come on girl. When the semester starts, all the boys are going to melt over you!"

"Gosh I sure hope not." you laugh. "I'm aiming to be a ghost here."

"No way in hell." she replies. "I'd say your looks will give even Clarice a run for the books."

"Clarice?" you ask.

"Yeah, Clarice. She's the most popular girl in campus. Really pretty on the outside."

"But...?" you poke further.

"She's quite a fucking bitch!" Krystal exclaims as the both of you giggle.

"You look better than her already, and you seem to have a great personality so far, so I'd say she's not even a competitor to you." Krystal jests.

Krystal leads you up a flight of stairs and down the corridor that was mostly empty due to the break, although some noises and people could be heard around.

"And... Here we are!" Krystal exclaims as she leads you to the door of room 220. "Your home sweet home!"

"Thank you, Krystal." you nod. "I heard that I will be having a roommate?"

"Ah, yes!" she says as she unlocks the door with the key. "Marilyn! She's a rather hot one as well. Has a few boyfriends from what I've heard, but her main fling at the moment is this chad dude, Brandon."

"That's nice to know, thanks."

"So..." Krystal looks around the room away from you, visibly embarrassed.

"Yes?" you ask.

"I need your number..." she flusters. "For R.A. purposes, I mean..."

You giggle.

"Sure, babe." you wink as you grab her phone and key in your number.

"Th-Thank you!" she exclaims. "I'd be a phone call away if you need something, bye!" she scoots in a hurry, embarrassed.