Thread: Coming up in the world (Camp and Lady Jace Beleren)

Coach Kildrake had problem. One of her top athletes, Aria Welles was not making her grades and would soon have to be pulled from the team. That would stop a likely state championship. She looked over a list of possible tutors and threw it down. Who was she kidding? Only Eric Campion consistently raised the GPA of the students he mentored, and he was busy. Adding to that, he only accepted assignments he wanted. How to make sure that he wanted to tutor Aria? Then she grinned. Carrot and stick. She walked across the hall to the chief coach for all boy's activities. Mikey, got a min? Mike Blevins looked up. Though an excellent coach, he had let himself go and had quite the gut. Oh, Cindy, sure. Always time for you. He jerked off regularly to fantasies of this tall feminine vixen. She put her hand on his shoulder and leaned in close, letting her shirt fall open. Mikey...I just don't know what to do. The sobs in her voice were half real. Aria is not making her grades and I have to have her. Without her, I really can't contend. I need that geek Campion to volunteer to take her on. If he doesn't, well, I don't hold out much hope. Mike looked into that cleavage and gulped as her arms went around him, pulling him closer to paradise. Maybe if your boys were a positive encouragement. What if they tried to convince Eric to take her as a mentee. He grew a little resistent. That Campion kid was no dummy and had almost gotten team members kicked off when they bullied him and he had prepped to record it. But he could tell the boys to be nice about it. OK...I'll do what I can. He had his face mashed into her firm cleavage as a reward. Thank you Mikey, I won't forget it. She exited quickly, rolling her eyes. A few hours later Eric Campion looked up from where he was tutoring calculus to a junior with potential. Before him was the lead Quarterback - someone who never gave him the time of day. What's up Jarvis? Jarvis mumbled and then said, Um. Eric, right? I need a favor. Funding is tight next year for sports. I want to make sure I get a scholarship and though we've been doing good in football, we need the girls to do well. So, I know some kids aren't very nice to you. If you can do something to help the girls stay on the team, I'll make sure that our entire team will look out for you like our little brother. Eric was agog. What had brought this on. But hey, as a 5'3 senior, he needed all the friends and help he could get. Well, my slate's pretty full, but I might be able to drop someone and help out some. I'll listen for any opportunities. Jarvis patted him on the shoulders and walked away. Just after lunch, which was very nice as two linebackers pointed out a table next to theirs for Eric and his friends...where no one bothered them, Coach Kildrake suddenly came up and put her hand over his shoulder. Eric! Just the bright boy I was looking for. I need a favor. Aria has a few, um, issues in her class and I need someone to set her straight. Was this what Jarvis had mentioned? I don't know coach, I don't think she likes me. I'm no athlete. The coach leaned in. No, you are a cutie. Just give her a chance. She'd already read Aria the riot act and let her know this boy was her only chance. Um...OK. If she asks me. Then he saw the tall powerful yet willowy girl approaching and the coach disappeared. Um, have a seat Aria? His sky grey eyes looked up from his 5'3 frame and he felt very small.