Episode 59: GET WITH THE PROgram

Fifteen minutes prior to Piper Cherry and Roger Dundee entering the school...

“My lucky day.”

Principal Carl Manley stepped into Roger Dundee’s Biology class expecting a bunch of unruly seniors but actually discovered a docile setting. Eying the students present he spotted a certain Angus Furlong, quarterback for the football team, and star basketball player Reese Teller in the same class. With intentions to speak with both boys at some point Carl looked at his watch then at the class. No time like the present. “Furlong! Teller! With me please.” He waved them to their feet. Angus stashing away Dakota McKellen’s underwear hopped up with swagger, joining Reese in a shrug over what Carl needed with the two of them.

“Sup Mister Manley?” Reese spoke first finding it unusual to ever be called away. Ego within both boys they had a hunch he was going to get after them for how they were treating Piper and Josie. Even though both boys knew very well that the ladies were more than willing if not instigating things to a point themselves. With all of the cameras everywhere they knew long ago that they had to have been seen breaking some serious rules.

“In my office.” Another hand gesture the boys entered first only to be followed by Carl closing and locking his door. “Take a seat. Just not mine.” Reese swiped the chair across from Carl’s desk and sniffed.

“You been cleaning Chief?”

“Sanitizing! Tabitha Martin went home sick earlier. As you know or you wouldn’t have been able to do what you did 1st. period.” Reese withheld a grin but still remained calm. Pushing up Piper’s chair from her cubicle Angus took a seat sitting backwards to use the chair back as an arm rest.

“What did you do 1st. period?” Furlong smirked at Teller.

“Mrs. M!”

“Nice!”

Taking his own seat Carl Manley lifted his laptop to spy on Piper Cherry still riding science teacher Roger Dundee out in the front right corner of Horton-Dexter by the famous birch tree everyone loved. Spotting a police cruiser out on the street watching Carl winced and let it play as he spoke. “Alright! When I stopped you on the staircase earlier, I said we’d talk too. I pushed up that meeting Furlong. I’d have gotten to you sooner Teller, but things have been a little crazy. First off this is not a bitch session, this is a proud poppa moment. I know literally every move you make in this school, and I need to ask, have I gone out of my way to put a halt to what you two get away with?” Negative reactions through head shaking he sits forward elbows on his desk arms folded. “When I say everything you both know that means camera reveals. I know you fellas are finding outlets that my cams don’t reach and I’m good with that. Keep up the good work.” He winked.

“You’re really cool with my hammering Josie?” Teller was taken back by the principal’s attitude.

“Hit her harder from here on out. The only thing I’m going to tell both of you is this. If at any points either Josie or Piper do NOT want something do not aggressively take advantage. You both know what they’re capable of without it nearing rape charges. Not that I doubt they’d ever press any, they can’t get enough. My point is that you push those bitches but do not get so demanding that they get hurt. They’re tough, but there is undoubtedly a breaking point.”

“We took it upon ourselves to spread the word to students to keep their mouths shut concerning what we all do here.” Furlong chimed in. “Like the showers with Josie. Everyone knows the Booker’s nailed her, even in the halls outside the door there.”

“Josie’s my whore!” Teller grew slightly defensive, “You just deal with Piper and Josie’s daughter.”

“No! You both deal with all of the above.” Carl intervened, “Work together not against. You did a good job with getting word out concerning Josie.”

“Not like I was happy about that but hey ... I get it.”

“Share the wealth, the both of you. Work on Mimi and Mavis Hale too.”

“Dibs on Mimi.” Teller pointed out his favorite, “Hale is all yours Furlong. Good luck with that one.”

“You don’t think I can hit her?”

“Knock it off! I said join forces. Concerning Hale, she’s going to be the tough nut to crack. Start complimenting her more and build her confidence. Flirt like hell, get your allies to do it too. Just playthings slower than Piper and Josie. The ladies can work their magic too. Now Mimi, she just needs attention. Guide her to open up she’s already on a good path thanks to Cherry. Mahcarti is another tough call, save her for last I’m thinking.”

“So, you’re saying you want the other teachers to be exactly like Piper and Josie?” Angus questioned.

“I do! I have to play the voice of reason it’s my job, but as you can see, I’m punishing no one concerning the ladies. I would like to learn who did that stunt to Travis Herbert though. If you two learn anything let me know. Furlong ... how’s the hand?”

“You heard I punched Hardecker?”

“I did! Don’t ask how. I just know.”

“Yeah, Boss, Mellon, and I stopped by Perbert’s to see how he ... I was spying on cheerleading practice at Piper’s. That and to get a better look at his hot ass mom. Multiple reasons. Anyway, Hardecker used to be the main man but how he treated Mrs. Herbert ... I lost my shit.”

“Bad ass dude!” Reese nodded favorably, “I always hated Knox.”

Carl listened but monitored Piper and Roger who were getting dressed now that the cops had driven away. No harm done it seemed. “Don’t go breaking your hand when we need that win tomorrow night Furlong.”

“I’m good! Lil’ stiff but nothing broke. That dress code omission day went over great. You should just omit the code altogether.”

“Day at a time. I’m considering another day. When it comes to the students, I need to be careful. Too young showing off might create a world of heat.”

“Couple other schools are letting the students do whatever they want, no supervision.” Reese proved knowledgeable.

“We’re not on that level. I want a certain amount of integrity.” For now!

“You know freshmen and sophomores are seeing things that’s impossible to hide.” Reese added, “Case in point Josie’s 2nd. and 3rd. period. For the record I didn’t know it would go that route. I figured Josie’s dress was just hiding.”

“Logan Hammer swiped it. I saw it on camera feed when I rewound things. You can have a chat with him Teller. No violence just set him straight. Her dress ended up in the hands of Neo Pryor and Dillon Kirkpatrick. We got it back by lunch, but that course of action ended badly for Josie. Both classes had no mercy on her.”

“Awesome!” Reese chuckled. “I heard she handled it okay.”

“Looks that way. I don’t condone so young but if she’s accepting of it that’s on her.”

“Like cum!” Angus chuckled, “I heard she was unloaded on for two hours straight.”

“That should tell you right there that the younger students can handle anything.”

“I understand that Teller, it’s just ... I need to get over my worries in that area. Not easy!”

“Everyone is having sex. I lost my virginity my freshman year too.” Reese revealed.

“Same!” Angus nodded, “Thing is Carl, the gates have been opened now. By letting them see skin, Piper’s shit in the gym, nutting on Josie, they’re going to rally if you only let seniors get away with stuff.”

“Sooner or later, someone is going to talk. Not every kid here is in or on neutral territory. We can’t shut everyone up.” Reese had a point. “Video alone has gone crazy. Even the students who might still be in the dark will know soon.”

“I’m shocked Dakota and Sable don’t know.”

“I’m pretty certain Dakota is catching on I saw her on camera watching Piper and the cheerleaders massaging Dundee.”

“Nice!” Reese’s turn! “You should let the cheerleaders go wild too.”

“Like I said, day at a time.” Carl enforced his rules. “Listen, Dundee is on his way in. You two go on back to class. We’ll have more meetings soon. Talk to your crews about what I’ve said. Build on what you’re already getting away with just try your best to think first.”

“We won’t let you down Mister Manley.” Angus and Reese stood up and fist bumped one another. “Let’s go crazy.” Agreed! “WHIP IT! WHIP IT GOOD!” They sang to Carl’s earlier PA hit on the way out. Watching them depart Carl sat back with an amused expression then looked at his camera on the wall. After hearing them say “Let’s go crazy!” it reminded him of the Prince song. He had to jot that one down for his play list.

“I hope you’re satisfied.” Ping! Ping! PIng! Ignoring texts, he looked at his monitor feeds and saw Josie teaching her class from her desk. Well, not so much teaching, she let her students read from their books on Edgar Allan Poe’s, the Pit and the Pendulum. That swaying scythe as if the timer of a grandfather clock. Carl could tell Josie was lost in her thoughts. A closer glance he spotted Sable McKellen staring at her mother with a pout. “She knows!”

Something at least!

Josie McKellen sat quietly at her desk flashing back to the Booker brothers hauling her clear from the locker room up into the gymnasium then to Carl Manley’s office door. That was the most amazing thing to ever happen to her. Deep penetration the entire walk of shame and captive to the most incredible audience. She couldn’t even look her daughter in the eye since class began for her. Running late there she didn’t even bother to make excuses for her appearance. Wet hair was certainly a clue that something was up. Thankfully at least for now the word had not gotten out of not only her DP caravan but of being trapped beneath her desk for two hours ending a youth bukkake. While ashamed of herself one breath, she always returned boomerang style to smiling at her lust. Josie knew it was only a matter of time before her daughter’s knew, inevitably Coach Roman Crandell, and finally her husband.

That agreement she made with her husband Henry was blown to smithereens in one day. Well, two days, yesterday was almost as insane. If every day was like the last two, her fate was sealed. She needed to slow things down. The trouble was her hormones called her out. Ours whore! Forever ours!

“Harlan Booker! Oh, my goodness! I hadn’t thought of him in years. How did I not connect the last name to his sons Kyle and Lyle? Goodness, their desire to show their father up ... mmm! Harlan was always so ... rough with me. I was 15 and he like 37 maybe. I teased my teachers so hard once I lost my virginity ... they simply couldn’t resist me. It’s sad that I lie about my past so much, telling people I slept with one teacher, losing my virginity to my dad’s best friend while his daughter slept. There are so many men that I’ve had sex with I sometimes just can’t admit it. In eleven months, I bet I fucked 500 guys. To be honest I’m shocked it took that long to get pregnant with the girls. I never used protection once. How I avoided anything more than rawness I’ll never know. I probably should have had every STD known to man, but I got extremely lucky. I still don’t use protection. I got fixed after the twins so I can’t get knocked up again, but condoms ... no it has to be natural; I need to feel them cum inside. It’s euphoric!”

A glance up at her students she found Sable looking at her with a sadness, a pit in her stomach thanks to Poe she just knew her daughter had heard something. “I supPOsE I deserve that glare.” Trying for damage control Josie lifted her palm to her chin and blew her baby a kiss. Even with a pout Sable blew one back. As if giving her mother space Sable returned to her book. Tick! Tick! Tick! Ten minutes escape her as Josie envisions her past. Back to Westfield High those many years ago. Going ... going ... gone!

The year 2005 ... shortly after last period on a Friday afternoon.

“Meet us at the park?” Mark Hammond leaned against the lockers next to cute little Josie McKellen in her denim skirt just above her knees. Worn with a rose embossed button-down blouse unbuttoned far too much but careful to hide from faculty. Blossoming up in the chest the last year to 34B, destiny to remain that size even in a height burst come seventeen. 5’1, 80 pounds currently she was almost the smallest girl at Westfield. Boys like Mark, a senior at 6’3 loved the smaller hot girls. So did many boys, every guy in school was bigger than Josie. While she wanted to hook up, she couldn’t.