Think things over

Earlier in the day you had looked up Paradise Woods on line and figured it would take about an hour to get there. Having got rid of Chanel, you have ample time to shower and change before heading off. You decide to skip dinner at the dining hall, wanting some time to yourself.

Showering, you run over the events of the day, particularly your encounters with Chanel. The girl is determined to hide her fear, or more accurately, hide what she's afraid of. She obviously found your 'gifts' profoundly disturbing, even terrifying, but some greater and more compelling fear was keeping her silent. She's going to need more work, you tell yourself with a grin as you lather your body, and it should be very pleasurable work indeed.

Whistling, you towel yourself dry, then dress in casual clothes, before grabbing your keys and trotting down the stairs and out of your cottage. There are only a few students around, all of them changed from their uniforms to casual clothes, and once again you're aware of speculative glances as you pass.

You punch the coordinates of Paradise Woods into your GPS before starting your vehicle and driving off the school grounds, whistling quietly as you look forward to meeting Len and selling the credit and identification data you've stolen. It should be a profitable evening, you think, with the potential of many more to come.

So far Pink Rose Academy is more than living up to your expectations for grifting and earning, with the added bonus of lots of stray young cunt floating around. Coming here was one of your best decisions ever, you tell yourself with a chuckle.