The Academy 2

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Alicia's POV

"So, why put a group of lesbians together? That doesn't sound like the smartest plan if you don't want anything to happen." The receptionist's mouth fell open at Gem's statement.

Well, Gemma isn't wrong. The head of the program greeted us and motioned for us to follow him. Gem and I looked at each other and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

The man led us to a room and had us change into hideous blue button downs and khaki pants. This uniform is making me rethink attending this 3 day excursion. Gem hissed every time her hand touched the cheap fabric. I even saw her scratch herself.

We walked out to see the man smiling brightly at us. He had on a white button down with a blue tie. His khaki pants were a little too big for him, so his belt was pulled tighter than necessary. He motioned for us to follow him.

"Hey, Gem." She turned at my whisper. "Why'd you tell grandmother you were a lesbian?"

"Because she was going to send you away and I thought that you may not want to be alone." She shyly admitted. I just smiled at my kind hearted sister.

We entered a room with 7 other girls. Gemma and I pulled up a chair to the circle. The girls smiled in acknowledgement, but they seemed so sad. I mean I would be too if I was sent here without a choice, actually...

"We are her to cure you all of the homosexual disease inside of you." The man held a Bible. Oh, so he's one of those people who is going to use scripture to justify his reasoning. "Together, we will beat this-"

"What if we're not a lesbian or homosexual." The man looked at Gem in confusion. "Like what if we're bisexual and like guys as well?"

"Yes! That's good. The demon hasn't fully occupied-"

"I think it'd help if we saw some hot shirtless guys." Gemma suggested while I face palmed. "Like I think it'd help." The girls looked at my sister in confusion.

The man quickly stood up to set up a projector. He then displayed some pictures of shirtless men. I rolled my eyes as Gemma assessed the pictures.

"I said hot, not bat shit ugly." She complained. "Like dark and handsome. Yep, exactly like Michael B. Jordan." At this point, she pushed the man away and googled pictures of the actor. "And then this picture of Jason Derulo would help." She pulled up the picture where you could see the outline of what he's packing. "He looks like at least 8 inches, right?" She turned to the flustered man. "Yep, I think this therapy is working."

"Umm... I'm glad you are feeling the effects of the program so quickly, but I beg you not to engage in sexual relations outside of marriage-"

"Which is more of a sin... homosexuality or sex?" The man stuttered to answer my sister's question. "Would you rather me engage in sex?" He honestly had no idea how to answer. "I'll settle with sex." She smiled and sat next to me.

I just shook my head in amusement at my sister's antics. The man was able to compose himself and continue with the program. He called the staff to assist him as he prayed for the demon to leave us. All the girls made eye contact with each other since it sounded like an exorcism. I can't believe it's barely been 10 minutes.

Ya, so Gemma's actions caused us to have chores! Note the sarcasm. Because Gemma embarrassed the guy, we have to clean the stables, milk the cows, and pick the eggs. I'm starting to think that Gemma is the actual sister I should be killing.

I convinced Gemma to clean the stables since she's so accustomed to working with horses. She scowled at me, but did it nonetheless. The cow milking was something else. Gemma began teasing me about milking boobies. She then asked if I liked milking the cow's boobs as I did sucking Nic's. I decided to squirt her with the milk and said it was like if Chico came all over her. She responded by grabbing the pail of milk and dumping it on me. I then jumped up, causing her to stumble backwards. Since she wasn't looking, she tripped and fell into a pile of horse dung.