Thread: 1993 (Tori A Nympho & Ash Durn )

St Albians school for girls. Just where everyone wanted to spend time, a catholic school west of Edmonton in Alberta Canada. Hell Edmenton itself would be a substantial improvement to the school located in the foothills of the Rockies. It was very hard to figure out a better center of no-wear then the damn school.. that still would have a paved road going to it. The buildings themselves were quite impressive, beautiful Gothic architecture. And it was a fantastic school. Not ussualy considered a reform school, more something that was actually hard to get into. It was an academic juggernaut in the boarding school for girls. Yeah it was located in Canada, but its remoteness was part of the appeal to the Nuns who worked there. Intelligent, stern, and hating the secular world. Ash knew that she was lucky to get in. Her parents were fed up with her libertine attitude. Sure she got straight A's, and was in every AP class that she could get. Of course the Math AP teacher at her former school said no to letting her in the class, because I have limited space.. Im going to give the seat to a boy who might actually study math in college instead of some future housewife Yeah it was sexist, but the people in charge were still of that generation, and her parents refused to push the issue. Durring her Sophomore year she started to fall more and more under the influence of the metal movement. Listing to the new sounds coming out of Seattle, studying the movements of the sixties. She started to hang out with the bad crowed Becoming more and more of a rebel. That did not mean that she let her studies fautler. Just that she started to have sex, smoke, and have a little bit of pot now and again. Her parents were furious with her. She threw back in there face that they had met at Woodstock. They commented about that being a different time, and that this form of rebellion was some how different then there . Her grandparents laughed, and sided with her. Still, when she was caught at a college party, making out with another girl, Ashes parents had had enough. And decided to send her off to military school. That was something Ash did not want at all. In a rush at the library, finding another option... Ash convinced them to allow her to apply to St Albans instead . She barely was able to get in as a Disciplinary problem admission. She did have to admit her sins and agree to do pennence. The school did always take a number of troubled girls and tried to turn them around. Soon after getting to the school, Ash was almost constantly in detention. But had come up with a few things to get some things she had wanted. The school was remote for a reason, but still she managed to get her hands on ciggerets, and even the occasional stash of weed. Thankful that her grandparents were sending her an allowance, spoiling her a little bit. She was always in detention, or doing penitence for something.. but still was near the top, or the top of the honor roll each and every week. Winter break happened, and now the Girls were coming back. Ash was sent back to the school as soon as the school allowed the girls to come back from Christmas break. There were a few girls that came back around the same time. And Ash had given one of them a pack of smokes. That girl did not get rid of her butts correctly, and the Priest knew that some one had been smoking in one of the girls bathrooms. He also knew that it was not Ash, who had been pollishing the wood in the chappel all day, as punishment for smoking. Not that he thought it would stop ash.. but he knew that the timing didnt work. He berated her, yelling at her, demanding to know where she kept getting the smokes from.. and who she had given them too. Of course the head girl knew that it was Margerite. A sheepish little blonde girl, who no one would suspect of something like that. It was rare for any one to notice her, but .. an observent human being, IE not a nun or a priest could easily tell that Marageite came from a very tough home life, and needed something to relive some stress. Ash never broke though. Just kept saying that she didnt know. And once the priest relised that his voice was getting horse from yelling, assigned ash to Polish, by hand, the stone work floor outside of the girls dorm. She got some soapy water, as hot as she could, and went out with a brush to polish in the freezing cold. whipping up the water soon after applying it to help prevent it from turning to ice.