Into The Rabbit Hole And All It's Sinful Delights

Back For My Junior Year

  Chapter 9 Back For My Junior Year

  Two days after my second night at Sinful Delights, I was replaying every second of my time there while I waited in a hard plastic chair in the Student Financial Aid Office. For the life of me, I kept trying to see how many times the two men stopped my climax. I was positive with eight, but everything got a little fuzzy after a little while.

  There was a line of students I'd been waiting in line with all morning. Finally, I was next in line when I stepped up to the window an older woman in her mid-fifties was behind the counter. The oversized clothes on her small frame gave off the impression of an old bag lady. Old octagon shapes glasses dominated her face. Someone should really help this woman leave the seventies.

  I stepped up to the window and gave her my best smile. "Hello. I'm Abbie Black. I need to check on my tuition payment, and get my dorm information, please." The mousey lady didn't speak just started typing away on her computer.

  I bit my tongue to stop from asking what was going on after the lady hadn't said anything else to me after five minutes. Finally, she got up and went to the printer behind her desk. She came back and slid several papers under the window to me.

  "Your tuition payment for the entire year was processed and accepted last week. You have the same dorm and roommate as last year. You know how to get your schedule and anything else you might need. Any questions?"

  Dread instantly filled my stomach. There was no way in hell I could share a room with Mandy again. I hoped to avoid her and Trevor for the entire year. At least that answered my question about their punishment for lying to the Dean. Not a damn thing.

  "Is there any way I could change dorms? Last year my roommate and I had a problem and the Dean had to get involved. I don't want anything to happen like that this year."

  "Sorry, Ms. Black. You can forget your dorm and rent a room, or we can put you on the waiting list for a transfer, but you probably won't get one this semester. Either go on the list or find a room to rent, but if I were you, I'd keep the dorm. It's a New Year, things are probably better with your friend."  The older woman gave me a sympathetic smile.

  In my head, I was thinking she honestly didn't know what the hell she was talking about. I returned the smile and told her to add my name to the list. I refused to stay in that dorm.

  On my way out the main doors to the Administrators offices, I racked my brain trying to think of what to do now. The club paid surprisingly well for just one night a month, but nowhere near enough to afford an apartment on my own in New York.

  I was dumbstruck when I looked at my checking account that Monday after my first night. Five grand sat there more than anything that's ever been in there before. With my tuition paid for the year by Uncle Joe, I had no other expense but books and food.

  Hopefully, I could find somewhere cheap to rent and still be able to save some of the money I made at the club. If not an apartment a hotel, maybe?

  I was walking to my car head down with my purse strapped on my shoulder when my phone started ringing in my bag. I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and pulled it from my purse. I didn't even check the name and just answered before they hung up. "Hello?"

  "Hey, Abs. How's everything going at school?" Mel was more excited about me going back to school than I was.

  "OMG, Mel! You're never going to believe what happened. I have to find a place to rent like yesterday. I don't even know where I'm gonna go tonight!"