Nina's Fabulous Life 4 I'm Not An Old Potato That's Half Mouldy.

Last year, the 10th Grade went to Hawaii. According to the older boys who are turning around me, this trip was magical. Yes, according to them, alcohol on a beautiful beach is even better.

Two years ago, the students my age left for England. No palm trees, no sharks, except those of finance, but 100 ways to have fun and bust your head in.

Every year, my High School organizes a trip for its 10th Grade, however... "Ahhhh, I'm depressed."

After a manly laugh is heard, a big hand comes to caress my cheek. "Don't be. You'll see, it'll certainly be a lot of fun."

This is Tim, 20 years old and a former member of my children's home. However, despite the fact that I like him, I think he's taking a little too much freedom with me since we have f.u.c.k together.

"Get your dirty paws off my face, Tim. Can you imagine my bad luck? I'm going to Canada! In Canada, buddy! Ahhhh, I'm really too depressed."

Right now, Tim, who is my personal driver, is taking me back to the home. He takes his hand off my face with difficulty, then slightly embarra.s.sed at having been rejected once again, he scratches his nose.

"I went to Toronto two years ago and I a.s.sure you that... Well.... Actually, you know, it was very... d.a.m.n it, sweetheart, you're going to get severely bored in this country."

Ahh, like I don't know that detail. What is in Canada? Loggers wearing big checkered s.h.i.+rts? Caribou? Snowplows? Drunks on every street corner? I could certainly establish good relations with drunks, but go outside through -200° is out of the question.

"I have a good idea! Tim, before I take the bus that's supposed to take me to the airport, pick me up and drive me to Florida. I will be very grateful and you will not regret helping a young girl in need."

Oh, from the huge b.u.mp what I can see in his jeans, Tim seems very interested in my proposal. "To find myself in prison for kidnapping and embezzlement of minors? No way."

You hypocritical son of a b.i.t.c.h! You didn't say that when your big s.e.x has ravaged my little p.u.s.s.y. "Then if you take it like that, Nina doesn't want to talk to you anymore."

06h45pm

I was about to leave my small room to go to the dining room, when I was informed that the Coock tuna wanted to see me in his office immediately.

Frankly, I'm very surprised. It is not his custom to call me at this late hour, but now that I am already in front of his office, I think it would be a shame to turn around and have my meal. It's not like I'm really hungry to start with. This afternoon, the children were particularly generous with me.

As I enter without knocking, I am very surprised to discover that the Coock tuna is not alone. In front of his desk sits a couple of elders whose palpable anxiety is affecting me.

"Tuna Coock, do you know it's time to eat? So that I can forgive you , you'll invite me to the restaurant."

The Coock tuna sighs. Desperate, he poses his hand on his eyes, then looks at the two people in front of him with a certain pity.

"Nina, come and sit next to me."

Several of my teachers have already promised me A's if I agreed to go under their desks, but this is the first time someone has asked me to sit in the boss' place.

Proudly, I lift my chin up and move towards him. "Ho, so you finally recognized my value, Coock tuna!"

"Nina, sit down and, please, don't say anything else."

It's not a very polite invitation. I could refuse, however, the boss's place is still extremely tempting. In order to look professional and so that people facing me do not see my panties, I pull my micro-skirt on my thighs, when I put my little b.u.t.tocks on the chair placed for me.

"An armchair like yours would have been welcome. I won't complain too much because this is our first collaboration, but try to think about it next time."

Again with that sigh.... Poor man! Working so hard at your advanced age should not be allowed.

"Luckily. No, I mean unfortunately, this will be our last collaboration, Nina. Here, I'd like you to read this doc.u.ment carefully. Take your time to discover its content and try to concentrate well because it is very important and it concerns you."

Me? I only see one thing that could concern me. A new summons to appear in court for a new lawsuit.

Anyway, it's not like I'm not trained. I'm still going to go through these pages quickly and then I'll be free and I can go eat.

As I become aware of the facts in this case, my heart speeds up, but above all, I feel a little confused. I think back to that policeman from my childhood, to those half-mouldy vegetables on which rested the baby that I was and my eyes are heading towards on the woman facing me.

So this woman would be the one who confused me with garbage? "Ma'am, for your information, I'm not an old potato that's half mouldy."
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The Coock tuna must understand the reasons for my anger. He tries to soothe me by gently caressing my shoulder, but as I fear that his calloused hands will cause irritation on my soft and beautiful white skin, I quickly remove them.

"Nina, to tell you the truth, I don't think that lady confused you with a potato. Finish reading this doc.u.ment and then we will then discuss."

I doubt the Coock tuna knows what it's talking about. He's too old to think properly. It must even be a little senile, however, intrigued, I still resume reading with more attention.

"Wouldn't you be thinking of me as an even stupider girl that I really am?"