Episode 224: BLINDSPOT

Horton-Dexter High School! Carl Manley and his office staff met at the front door to begin a new day. Bright and early for everyone, the ladies moved quickly to their designated posts at the front business office to check on excusable call-ins by students feigning illness. Ever since Piper Cherry joined the staff and bold shenanigans began those calls were down by 50%. This gave Marsha Coolidge and Jan Grady time to gossip and file their nails. Most students loved the insanity building in their school and found that they would rather be on time than play hooky. That certainly worked for the front office. There was a Goddess and Piper Cherry was her name. Marsha most of all loved the bombshell blonde after their mischievous encounter in the girl’s bathroom. So evil! Jan had yet to exorcise her demon in meeting Piper. Their time would come soon enough!

Carl Manley no more than unlocked his office door and sat his briefcase on his desk when a knock drew his attention to the entrance. Standing there was a very tall, quite overweight man who resembled Norm on the old sitcom Cheers. Literally everyone who knew the guy saw the very same actor in their minds. You could feel for that poor actor having to resemble this fellow. “Look what the cat had trouble dragging in.” Carl grinned only on a performance level. “Superintendent Bolger. To what do I owe the pleasure of a surprise visit?”

“No surprise Manley! You saw me pull up outside on your way in, you just didn’t bother to wait on me.”

“Taking up a handicap spot I might add.”

“Special privileges, you know that. Bum hip!” The giant danced in step to prove that untrue. With one seat only in front of Carl’s desk he dared to see if it held his weight. Creaking but sturdy enough he unbuttoned his suit coat and sat back. “I haven’t been by since you hired that new Counsellor. I figured since I was in the neighborhood, I should actually do my job.” A first in three weeks!

“She’s working out well. She should be here any minute if you want to meet her.”

“Absolutely! I’ve heard good things about her. Disgracebook is certainly hopping these days between she and Josie McKellen. It’s good to see you stepping up to the plate finally.”

“As if I had a choice. You know I’m edgy following ... you know who.” He looked up at the overhead camera monitoring his office. “I do have other priorities.”

“How is the wife?”

“Good days! Bad days! I recently hired a live-in caregiver so that helps.” He probably shouldn’t have indulged that.

“Perfect! That means you can focus on turning this place into...”

“A shit show like the other schools? The laws we’re all breaking are unforgivable Whit. I’m fine with the older student’s privy to seeing things, but come on, the youngers ones are all still so innocent.”

“Best to catch them when they’re so impressionable.” He grinned and pulled his cellphone from his inside jacket. Like Carl with his surveillance cameras Whitmore Bolger opened an app on his phone and was watching something on silent. “Oh, yes! The best time indeed.”

“Meaning what?”

“Oh, nothing! Checking on my kids is all. Making sure they’re doing their homework.”

“You don’t have kids, Bolger.” A wink later Whitmore tilted his cell to show Carl two young girls under infrared light while making out kissing and fondling one another. Carl immediately grew tense over it seeing them holding dolls, kittens crawling around them. In all reality Carl wanted to punch this fat fucker. Bolger was an undocumented child molester with more counts than even Carl knew of. Watchtower overlooked Bolger because he was a career man who would do anything he was told, except for leaving far too young of children alone. Reprimanded many times but he still did as he wanted. One day that would bite him in the ass. Twisted like many in the city he enjoyed young lust immensely. Carl simply had no choice but to bite his tongue and clench a fist under the rim of his desk.

“I do when I feel the need to adopt for a day or five. Big brother, Big sister program. You should try it sometime, now that your son is a man. Anyway, our ilLUSTrious benefactors felt I needed to pay a visit and survey the progress you’re making in person.”

“You’re a little early. Teachers are just arriving. Buses won’t drop for another fifteen minutes.”

“I have time. Well, as long as air doesn’t run out in the trunk of my Cadillac.” Cell wagged Carl knew those two girls were locked inside his trunk. Sighing over a helpless feeling Carl resorted to idle chit chat. Bolger of course, took control quickly. “Stepping up is a good thing, Carlton. People behind the scenes were beginning to worry you might need replaced.”

“I’m fine! Those folks knew when they brought me aboard, I was opposed to certain things. While it’s tearing me up inside, I’ll keep on track.” For Margaret! Too protect as many kids as he possibly could. His job was never as easy as it looked! With his hands tied that was minimal at best. Carl’s career, his life was no longer his own. If and when Marge passed on, he only had Jesse to be held over him to keep him under control. Watchtower knowing his affection toward Mimi Alexander had him worried too. Now, Nadine Moss was in his care as well. To a point he wished he hadn’t hired the girl, he realized now that he had put her in harm’s way as well. Still, she needed him. Marge needed her. Catch 22!

“I guess we shall see. I have a feeling you might be put to an ultimate test someday, so don’t be surprised if something comes along you won’t like much. I’ve made a few suggestions for that day. We’ll see if our friends are watching then.”

“Lucky me!” Carl unpacked his laptop to fire up his surrounding campus camera sights. “A few teachers are walking in this very minute.” He turned his laptop to let him view the parking lot.

“Look at all of those short skirts.” Bolger sat up and leaned closer to the desk. “Students too Manley!” True to fact as many students arrived in their own cars to join in the exodus into Horton-Dexter. “That Dundee fella has an entourage.” Carl turned his monitor back for a glance. Surrounding Science teacher Roger Dundee at his truck were six young women in the shortest dresses Nashville had to offer. Even from his desk he could see the girls lifting skirts to show Roger no underwear was present. Roger even rubbed a few bare bottoms on the sly.

“Cheerleaders. I just knew when I lifted the dress code, they over everyone would be abusing the good fortune.”

“No regrets Manley! Lifting that dress code opens this place wide like a can of squirms. Even those dresses could be more revealing. Have you bothered to even see what Lafayette and Marietta-Deville are allowing? Filmore tops the charts!”

“My kids are not ready for full on nudity Bolger. Let them build into it. You know my concern over the younger students. As much as...” A nod at the camera above he continues, “ ... they might want it, I cannot let freshmen and sophomores prowl my halls naked.”

“Funny! The other schools are doing just that. Even out in public, many of the students are embracing the fresh air. You should visit Cumberland Park on a weekend. Sunbathing nudie booties everywhere you look. Are you fighting this, Manley?” He narrowed his eyes.

“Yes and no. I’ll get there, but goddammit Bolger, unlike you, I am not a pedophile.”

“Hey! Even we can be sensitive to that term. Feel lucky that we have an age cutoff point. Fifteen and up only!”

“Yeah, I believe that one. How old are the girls in your trunk Bolger?”

“Fifteen by two days. I made certain.” Carl just knew it was bullshit!

“Piper’s here!” Carl changed the subject to avoid leaping across his desk to strangle the man. Bad enough he wasn’t going to be able to warn Piper what this sick motherfucker was like. Watchtower preventing both men from telling her of their existence was a pain in the assets. Another turn of his monitor Bolger sat forward and flared his eyes.

“Do I see fishnet?”

“Evidently!” Piper had shooed off her cheerleaders to get Roger all to herself for a brief good morning smooch. “I’ve been telling the Counsellor to up her game on a daily basis. Hell, it wouldn’t matter what I said, she can’t keep her clothing on anyways.”

“Bravo! If she keeps this up and if you can’t cope, then our friends might elect her as the new principal.”

“Over my dead body. This is my seat, and I won’t give it up without a fight.”

“Then I say, overdrive! Nitrous in the veins Buddy! Screech those tires! Burn rubber! Nudity in under three weeks or...”

“Fuck you, Fat Ass!”

“Now! Now!” Knock! Knock! As tempers flared Carl calmed for appearance. Outside stood the returning Terrible Trio of Neo Pryor, Hoyt Rollins, and Dillon Kirkpatrick. After only two hours sleep, they looked like zombie shit. Blame Knox Hardecker for keeping them half the night tormenting Kelly Herbert.

“Not now!” Carl barked. “Go sit in the teachers’ lounge until I call you in.” Worked for them. That meant naptime! Right behind them stepped another familiar face.

“Bad timing?”

“Pastor Martin!” Carl put on a smile for his daughter’s sake and stood up to greet them. “Feeling better, Tabitha?” Turning to see the visitors Bolger eyed Tabitha licking his lips and sensing his hunger for her. A throat cleared on her father’s part Whitmore diverted his attention. “Bolger? Give up your seat for a spell. Walk with me, I’ll introduce you to Counsellor Cherry. Tabitha? Be seated, please!”

After a brushed off inseam right in front of Tabitha and Jon, Bolger abandoned his seat and gallantly offered it to the girl. A sneer back at Jon Martin, Whitmore joined Carl in the hallway. Boy, was today starting off with a bang.

Outdoors ten minutes prior!

“Hey Mister Dundee!” Cheerleaders Priscilla Vincent and Tina Wiles were first to sneak up on the well-built Science teacher even before he could shut the door on his pickup truck. Running in behind them were Octavia Bradley, Lily Kramer, and Robin Banks. Robin being their leader took control over the swarm.

“Morning ladies.” He leaned against his side panel as they pinned him to the metal. Hands all over him, he chuckled. “What’s all of this?”

“Reminding you that you need to take over detention on Friday to help Piper.” Robin unzipped her dress halfway exposing her chest swell to him. “We have unfinished business.”

“Do we now?” He smirked and watched her pry her vertical hem aside to show him her erect nipples. Following her advance all of the girls did the very same thing. “Careful! I didn’t eat breakfast this morning.”

“Eat us!” They all grew bubbly, Octavia palming his tented erection while smiling in a flirty manner. Roger did not brush her hand away. “We want you, Mister Dundee.”

“I can see that.” Priscilla followed Octavia’s greed, unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt to run her fingers within and roll about his chiseled abs.

“God, I want your cum in my mouth.” Tina Wiles went there. Brows rising, he chuckled. Erection brewing Robin and Priscilla were second and third to rub his inseam and feel its thick girth maturing. “Hey! I was going there.” Too late Wiles. Her baby sister Trisha rolled her eyes at the sluts and went on into Horton-Dexter’s hallowed halls.

Breasts all up on him he froze as if a deer in headlights. Other students walking by were bulging their eyes at his hands over his head as if in a disco panic. An act on Roger’s part of course, he loved these healthy young whores. After last Friday his thoughts had run rampant over taking bigger risks than what he and Piper Cherry had been doing. Priscilla Vincent escaping his shirt went for his zipper and lowered it as he spoke about school as a cover. The remaining cheerleaders shrouded their girlfriends to mask their mischief. With his zipper down Priscilla reached in and gripped his erection.

“Tell us the truth Mister Dundee.” Priss mumbled and stroked him from within. “How bad do you want to fuck us?” Shades of Angus Furlong asking Piper that just yesterday.

“Tell us! We need to know what we can do to make you happy.”

“You can start by saving this for detention.” He laughed. “Not that I don’t appreciate you. I do! Let’s just stop while we’re ahead. I’ll focus more when I help Piper out.” Looking over Lily Kramer, Roger saw both Dewey Knowles and Kevin Fowler pull in and look over to see his luck. Swatting Priscilla’s wrist he became stern. “I said ENOUGH! I’ll come for you when I’m ready. Love the dresses.”

“We have way sexier! Once we know we can get away with shorter and less.” Tina giggled. “If Piper can, we can, right?”

“I wholeheartedly agree.” Roger forced a pouty Priscilla to release his cock and he zipped up. Before he could even lift away from his truck, they heard a loud, “AHEM!” Busted! Behind them Piper Cherry eased amongst the girls to kiss Roger good morning. She heard all of her pep squad call her a bitch. Compliments on her net body suit followed. They all loved Piper, so the bitch was not truly anything negative. Without severing her kiss, Piper pointed toward the school. Six bubbly young cunts left them in peace and ventured indoors. Cleavage proud no shroud! The wolf calls were pack friendly!

Dewey and Kevin walking in behind Roger’s truck heard noises coming from Whitmore Bolger’s Black Cadillac and flared their eyes at one another. As giggles followed, the men stepped closer and heard subtle moaning. “Do we really want to know?” Dewey asked Kevin. A terrified negatory response both teachers hightailed it between Bolger’s car and Roger’s truck. Patting Piper on the ass as they squeezed through, she again pointed her hand at the school. “We’re going! We’re going!”

Further traffic coming in more and more students whistled at the lovers pawing one another up. Andrea Beckett walked along with her best friend Sandy Martin without even glancing at Piper and Rog. She was too busy bragging about Beau Hunter, the handsome boy living next door to her, and their roadside flirting before reaching school. Sandy was all ears and happy for her friend until she saw someone more of interest. All alone smoking, this time with a Vape was Dirk Mason. Up ahead of Dewey and Kevin was football player Toby Mellon holding hands with the nerdy Megan Love. Dirk seeing his recently broken up girlfriend with the handsome jock shook his head and went on into school. In his hurry he nearly trampled a teacher. No apology offered Dirk simply waved and took off.