1. ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #1


    Date: 11/8/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    who was way too close to Jade, she didn't mind being checked out by a 'sex god' as Jade called him. Sam started emptying out boxes as she looked around the room, anxious to finish and get the hell out of here. She still harboured serious feelings for Freddie, and while she had no idea what had happened between he and Carly a couple nights ago, she knew that neither of them wanted to talk about it. Freddie helped her unpack as Robbie and Trina left to get more of his stuff. The LA based couple made a couple trips to the room and back over the course of the next few minutes, both seeming a bit uncomfortable that Freddie and Sam were in there together. They got their wish within a minute of Robbie shooting an odd look to Freddie, which neither teen exactly knew the meaning of, but it happened. Robbie and Trina's salvation came in the form of Marissa Benson. "Samantha, I went ahead and unloaded your stuff on the sidewalk outside. I just wanted to come by and say bye to you sweetie," she said, reaching out for a hug from her son. Freddie awkwardly paced toward her when Sam saved him by jumping in his path. "You what?!" she shouted. "Why would you just drop my shit off on the ground and take off? Aren't you going to help me move into my dorm? It's like half a mile away!" "True," she said coldly, just staring at the blonde like she'd just done a magic trick, before finally taking a sigh. "You're not my daughter. Freddie, call me three times a day, baby." Freddie groaned some form ...
    of 'yes' as his mother finally shut the door behind her, leaving the steaming Sam to stew for a few moments before she also rushed out the door. The former tech producer felt like his hands were tied. He needed to help Sam since she helped him. "Guess we'll see you guys later," Freddie said, shooting a two finger salute to Robbie and Trina. "Should be back in an hour or two." Once the heavy door closed, the mismatched couple dropped what they were doing and embraced each other as if they hadn't touched in months. Since, really, they hadn't. * * *August 17 11:15am UCLA- Scott Hall With as little as Sam brought to school, it luckily only took one trip for Sam and Freddie, carrying the stuff that his mom left behind on the side-walk. Despite having little to talk about for over a month, the former lovers had no problem discussing Ms. Benson and how much each of them hated her. It was no surprise that while Freddie had plenty of examples for his own suffering at her hand, Sam clearly hated the middle aged woman more than life itself. Perhaps even more than her own degenerate mother, and that was saying something. Freddie and Sam trekked up the stairs of the dorm, all the way to the third floor, which both could not be less happy with. Their arms were killing them, having to lug all of Sam's belongings to her new room. Of course her room was at the far end of the floor, so there was an even longer way to go for their relief. Finally reaching Room 339, there was a note on the door ...
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