Episode 227: VARSITY BLUES

“Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress, Devil with the blue dress on...”

Round two after Whitmore Bolger’s gross dealings Piper Cherry left the principal’s office with her dress over her shoulder but immediately had second thoughts and slipped back into it. Dancing in the halls singing to herself out loud as students prepped for classes drew a vast attention. Her thin blue dress back on over her fishnet body suit she left it unzipped but held it at the waist to cloak her bikini freedom. Her cleavage was lively and riveting as the net was again tucked under her large 38C tits rather than over them. While many saw her quick transformation back into her dress it was fairly fast on her part. Regardless, students of all ages could see her nipple erection and bountiful bounce, yet not so revealing that the younger classmen could see more than they should. Groaning over that she frowned, it was nothing they hadn’t seen already, even moments ago for a lucky ten or more. A constant inner turmoil of Jekyll and Hyde present she moved back and forth between right and wrong. Careful to mingle until careless. That is until the seniors discovered her circulating amidst their freedom between bells.

Leading the charge were football players Finn Rice and Gavin Ruley. Chuckling at Piper’s almost seductive dance in the walkway they stalked Baby Blue with mischief in their thighs. EYES! Students laughed at her ability to literally live on their level of mentality. Moving in around her they too began dancing, in a matter of minutes fifty students were turning the school into a dance club.

While surrounded by the football players who had pinned her earlier it was a safe bet they were back for more. Minus Angus Furlong it seemed! Mixing in a few wrestlers, former track stars, and basketballers Piper found herself grinding on them, up close and personable. So much for holding her dress at the waist. Look away youngsters negatively! Look away seniors on a prioritized positive please. Conflicted contrast! It was strange considering there really wasn’t any music. Piper made her own tunes. That is until the PA system erupted with that exact song Piper had been singing mere minutes earlier. Shock setting in her dance faltered only long enough to pose a question.

“No way did Carl make it back to the office to read my mind. Who set off the stereo?” Oh, well! It was perfect! Someone at Watchtower read her lips via the cameras in the hallway and overrode the PA with song. Good job Evildoers! Still, without knowing of their involvement Piper was playfully bewildered.

With the football team primarily eighteen-year-olds or borderline, a good number of the other athletes as well, she concluded that she could be a tad riskier as long as she was becoming closed in by their ranks. Trouble was that the bell to be in classes was about to ring and she was holding them up. Knowing she had to hurry she pulled open her blue dress and let the seniors enjoy her netted flesh. A few juniors amid sportsmen. Close enough at 17!

Multiple hands caressed her net covered ass, fingers coiling and snapping at her net were met with finger wags so as not to ruin her bodysuit. Finn even copped a feel of her pussy rubbing her clit from behind as she danced up against him, hands in her hair so as not to interfere in their nomadic fondling. Eyes constantly aware of her surroundings due to the variety of age groups she used her known accomplices as human shields when necessary. The bitch was strategic! None the less, younger students were at least feeling the thrill of dance music. Oldies or not, Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels knew how to bring the schoolhouse down. Miss Molly would have been proud. A certain Tawny Martin who had been center of attention twice now lost out and moved on with a pissy look. Zero competition! Piper was a Goddess! Peasant girl second fiddle.

Teacher Dewey Knowles stepped from his classroom to check out what the class filling holdup was, by now he usually had more students. Discovering the reason, he shook his head with a smirk. “I should have known.” In a bit of swagger the Wolfman of Horton-Dexter howled at the top of his lungs and bellowed..., “WELCOME TO THE SOOOOOUL TRAIN!” Of course, not one student remembered that televised dance party. They still laughed at his attempt to be a part of the group.

Joining Dewey, science teacher Roger Dundee, main squeeze for Piper Cherry since starting here as counsellor admired the cluster, “You just know she’s got her skirt up.” Open entirely! You should know by now it was never that minimal.

“Not for long...” Dewey looked at his watch, “Three, two, one.” Bell sounding the students began to scatter toward their classes. The jocks holding their ground gave Piper time to pull her dress together before breaking rank in hand claps as if calling a huddle. Finn sniffing his fingers made Roger chuckle, “Someone hooked my big fish. Hooker, line, and sinker!” Piper spotting Roger and Dewey offered a sheepish grin and a bashful shrug even as the song continued. Dancing her way toward them as the halls cleared, she kept her seductive routine going, snapping her fingers over her head until reaching them. Pulled together dress be damned! A few over the shoulder eyes spotted her titties in full display, her pussy and inner thighs shiny if looking closely. Halls clearing, she simply didn’t care anymore. Ms. Hyde was no longer hidden!

“Ready for another waltz Scarlett?” Dewey joked; the Wolfman having danced a waltz with Piper in his History class not long ago. Without words she turned her back to Dewey, the Wolfman lifting her skirt for a better look. Roger chuckling watched Piper begin grinding into Dewpont’s crotch. Still singing to the version of Mitch Ryder’s original only changing the words in her mind to “Devil’s daughter in a blue dress...” You get the idea. “Blue dress barely on.”

Hands lowering, she hiked her skirt even higher until both teacher’s saw her bare netted butt clear up to mid spine. Dewey in particular looked straight down at his overlapping belly. Sucking in his paunch to see his tented slacks burrowed between her perfect heart shaped recess he kicked his right foot like a dog. Bent forward she was shaking her cheeks along his inseam like lightning in a throttle. There’s your Waltz, Wett Buttler!

Roger next to him patted Dewey on the shoulder. “Yup! Scarlett’s a holy Terra today.” He then turned and walked back to his classroom now that it was full. Dewey? He gripped her hips and dry humped Piper. “Wolfy style!” Piper stayed with his grip a minute longer then stood up to lay back against him, her right hand teasing his beard.

“Dewme! Dewme! Dewme!” She giggled. “Dewey Baby! Dewey! Dewey Baby ... won’t you invite me on a Sea Cruise.” Sung like the song Sea Cruise by Frankie Ford. See Through, should have been the words.

“Love too! Love too! Love too!” He grinned and kissed her cheek, “Better get my ass back to work. Thanks for putting the grind in grindstone. I needed that reminder.”

“Anytime! I’m here all week. We should have karaoke day.”

“That sounds fun. Still digging the fishnets.”

“Catch me later.” She laughed and used her arms as if swimming away. Dick Clark would have rock n rolled back over in his grave.

“I should get a picture with Piper upside down like the catch of the day. Hmm? Dundee does have a boat.” He then proceeded to portray as if he was fishing and trying to reel her in, she reacting as if hooked and resisting. Their playful natures were just plain contagious. That is until Carl Manley stepped from the gym entrance to see Dewey deep sea fishing. Busted in action Dewey dropped his imaginary pole and headed to class. The principal loved how his brooding act made his troops jump.

Free of her invisible hook Piper settled down and walked over to Carl pulling her dress together. “He had me until the chorus line broke! You were barely gone to Wood shop! Forget something?”

“I can see that. Can’t wait to watch your dance moves on the laptop. I have to say you have the upper class trained well. I’ll overlook things as always!” He scowled first then offered a smirk, “Yeah! I changed my mind. I just needed to stretch my legs.”

“You missed it! You didn’t see me being fingered by Finn Rice. Again! Did you even watch me being molested against the lockers after Bolger left? Furlong ... he might as well have fisted me.” Wink! Wink! Right over his head!

“Another fish joke? Finn ... fin? I’ll rewind that later and watch the Deadliest Catch.”

“Scolding me, Carlos?”

“Naaa! You’re fun to watch. You know I’ll keep saying it but just be careful who sees. You’re doing things in front of some pretty impressionable age groups. If you didn’t have your Jock Blockers, you’d be in my crosshairs.” Not really! It just sounded in control.

“Come on Carl! When you rewind the cameras in the lounge, you’re going to see Norm and I bellying up to the sand bar.” More fish jokes! “They keep me safe, they did block out some of Bolger and I until I informed them to go. Have some faith Carlos, I never do anything ... well mostly never do anything, without my Walleye Warriors.”

“Well, now you at least have Whitmore Bolger to strengthen that wall.” It was decided on his way back from Damon Rice’s woodshop that he would keep silent over Bolger’s evil side. “He filled me in on getting you morons out of the papers before a scandal broke the news. You’re lucky the Nashville PD didn’t want their name in a wringer either.” There was more to it but nothing Carl wanted to indulge. She was already well aware of deals made. While not happy about those arrangements it was definitely better than hard time. Wait! They had that while in lockup. Hell, everywhere in the police precinct. Office! Back of the cop shop! Patrol cars! Impound lot! You name it, Johnny Law on the spot.

“Why do you think I encouraged a POPO Orgy while we were locked up?” No choice!

“Why did you guys call me to bail you out? After all that, I’d have thought they’d just release you.” He knew better but kept mum. Nothing they hadn’t already discussed, merely revisiting the fiasco.

“Just made it look good. It was my bail money. I just bought our freedom. The only thing I needed you for was the cash, which I paid you back. It was Josie’s idea to call you and it was the smartest move considering. Nobody wanted their families knowing they were locked up. You should have seen Kevin Fowler panicking over the expectation of seeing his picture in the paper. When he didn’t find one, he couldn’t understand why not.”

“Bolger silenced it.” No! The cops squashed it. Watchtower over all of them combined. Carl’s influence as well. Bolger was just back up, thinking he was helping.

“Which I just thanked him for his timely assist.”

“You’re good Counsellor.”

“That’s what Whipmore said.”

“Better be careful calling him that. I hear he’s into whips and chains.” That twisted fucker definitely loved paddling kids.

“Sounds fun. NOT! Gross dude but I did what I thought would keep the ball rolling without hassle. Concerning the whips and chains, I’ll keep that bit of info in mind.”

“Listen, I’m going to break free of this place for a few hours. I’ll be back by 2:00 or 2:30.”

“Everything, okay?”

“Yeah, just taking Margaret to the doctor.” Lie!

“Anything to worry about?”

“Only what you do while I’m gone.” He sighed and zipped her dress halfway for her. “She’s just getting another mammogram. They found another lump on her left breast not long ago and we’re playing it safe. This keeps up...” He cleared his throat to avoid an emotional mistake. Lie or not it was touchy. “They keep coming back. The doctors can’t understand why. Chemo hell! She’s sick more than not. Like I said earlier, good days, bad days. Yesterday was one of the great days. It never lasts.” Piper had a suspicion there was more to this leaving early but kept it to herself. Recalling Carl’s tone earlier he would have informed her of that doctor’s visit before now. This was something else entirely.

“Poor thing! That’s probably something I should do one of these days. I don’t even have a doctor here in Nashville yet. Any recommendations?”

“Sure! My wife goes to see Victor Hotchkiss at Nashville Med for her cancer treatments, but his brother Neal is our primary doctor. Smaller clinic on the Eastside. I was in the military with their dad Armond, base Medic. Good guy’s, they know their stuff. My wife has a crush on Neal.”

“If he’s your friend’s son that makes him much younger than ... is he cute?”

“Coming from a guy, I’d say he knows how to charm the medical smocks off the candy stripers.” Carl winked, “Look him up online. He used to be a male model. That’s how my wife Marge got her crush on Neal before meeting him in person. I always tell Neal to flirt just to make her day.”

“I’ll check him out. If he’s cute, I’ll check me in.” She giggled. “Tell your wife I said good luck today. You really should introduce us some time, I promise to behave when we do meet.”

“I’ll consider that. Alright! I’m going to hit the road now. Try and stay out of hot water. Eyes on Pryor, Rollins, and Kirkpatrick.” More like their eyes on her after their peeping last night. Under control!

“Fish they are a floppin’.” She mooned him by lifting her blue dress, her netting constricting up between her pussy lips for a pried clam. Carl admired her then had a thought. “I bet Mimi would look good in fishnets.” Ignoring her antics Carl just turned away and went to their shared office. Following but remaining in the hallway Piper watched Carl put his suit jacket on. Straightening his tie before letting him escape, she excused him with hint of worry as he walked through the turnstile and vanished.

“How can he ignore the hottest ass in Nashville without so much as a whistle? There is more to this jailbreak than he let on. All I can do is be here if Carlos needs me.” She would always taunt him regardless. Left alone in the hall she fidgeted, “Annnnd ... boredom sets in! After Dance Dance Evolution I can’t wait for detention. The Jock Flock pinning me to the lockers twice in one morning was only lighting a fire under my already hot ass. Finn going for seconds would have jumpstarted another round of fingering if there had been time. Good thing Furlong was with Dakota during all of that or I might still be pinned there. Mmm! I could always call them out of class. Shit! Better not!” Rolling her eyes at her needy tendencies, arms swaying as she walked aimlessly, Piper Cherry stopped cold and darted only her eyes from side to side, “Why wait? Carl’s leaving me to do as I please, so why can’t I have fun? Let’s really push my limits.” Yes, let’s!

“Devil strips the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress off.” Unzipped and removed, “Devil strips the blue dress off.” Holding her dress while standing proud in her body net she saw her reflection in the glass of a trophy case. Eyes flaring at her perfect booty she posed as if in a photoshoot. Opinion of herself as bragging bombshell she smirked, “No wonder they think I’m a porn star. I really should consider that occupation.”

Finding an empty locker with nothing in it she stashed her blue dress inside. Closing it she memorized the locker number, so she didn’t run into difficulty later. Of course, she did have another dress in her purse for such a predicament. Once free of her outer wear she again admired herself in the trophy case, pulling her netting back up over her breasts as if masking them by threads. Shivering at her sexiness she sheepishly grinned. “I have forty minutes before next bell. Let’s prowl, starting with a howl.”

Six-inch heels tapping with each step she considered getting rid of them as well but thought differently, “Signature call sign. This way they know I’m coming if they’re listening closely.” Moving along she reached Dewey Knowles classroom door. Wide open she peeked around the corner to see where he might be standing. Sitting on the edge of his desk spinning a globe of the world she knew he was busy. From her angle however she spotted her baller boys Corey Samson and Maynard Smooth of the football team. “They’ll work nicely. Let’s get them ready for detention early.”

Slyly stepping into their vantage point, the boys were lured into noticing her and bulged their eyes. Trying hard not to let other students know by reaction they simply watched as if staring off into space. Dicks hard instantly at her wearing nothing but net she lifted a breast and licked her areola just for them. Dewey after pointing out Germany on his globe sensed movement and squinted at Corey’s smirk. Looking to his right briefly Dewey went pale.

“Dear God! She’s completely naked even with that netting on. Hmm? If Samson and Smooth see her they must already know how far she’ll go. Interesting! Makes a guy wonder if she’s doing students. Ah! Lockers, of course she is.” It bothered him but not enough to raise hell, he loved the gorgeous blond tease. He too was evolving the longer he knew Piper. If Carl was letting her get away with it, he would. In spades!

Maynard and Corey noting Dewey’s reaction had their own thoughts of a similar tone. Was Piper seeing Dewey as well as Roger Dundee? Other teachers? Perhaps this should be addressed in detention. Not out of jealousy but about who should be trusted. They knew she enforced silence and secrecy out of the detainees even if she was parading around such as now, or during her crowd surfing incident. Now here she was showing off for Dewey Knowles. Angus Furlong needed to be informed of this. Mischief forthcoming!

“Excuse me, Mister Knowles?” Corey raised his hand, “I need to use the restroom.”

“Me too, if that’s cool.” Maynard tried for sincerity.

“Five minutes!” The Wolfman ousted them with a thumb then continued his assignment. The rest of the class had no clue. Walking out in no hurry the boys found Piper blocking their exit. Throwing her arms about Corey’s neck Piper dared to kiss him on the lips with a quick smack then stuck her tongue out at Dewey who shot glances but tried his best not to stare and worry his class.

Moving behind Piper, Maynard played with her ass and pinched at her netting, he too smirking at Dewey for getting away with it. Turning between the boys to face Dewey, Piper palmed their heads and brought their faces right up to her tits. While sucking on her nipples she blew kisses at the portly Wolfman teasing him. Even more, Maynard lowered his hand into her pussy and fingered her. Dewey had to slide his globe aside and take a seat at his desk to avoid his tenting slacks being too noticeable. His erection was building up way too fast.

Seated, he continued talking about Germany and the persecution of the Jews. A touchy subject not taught in some schools, but he felt it necessary to not let History be lost. Five minutes of letting the boys play with her, she pushed them off and sent them back to class. Hiding their own erections impossible they simply showed off to chuckles. Some knew, others suspected, more than most had no clue they simply thought Samson and Smooth had turned gay. As if! Wet fingers could have meant washing their hands after taking a piss.

Piper fluttering her fingers at Dewpont departed the doorway and moved on. Eying the clock on the hallway wall she clattered in her heels past Roger’s science class. With him obviously toward the back of the class she pouted at not being able to tease him. This being a class of sophomores she hurried on by before being noticed. Hearing a door open she panicked and ducked into the girl’s bathroom doorway just in case it was a freshman student. Sure, enough it was a male freshman going into the men’s room across from her hiding spot. Worried he might look over she scurried into the ladies’ room but listened intently through the door. She knew this was stupid of her, but her hormones just would not tell her to behave.

Blocking the door, she found interference as someone pushed against it. Hiding behind the opened door she found a familiar face. Knowing something resisted her entry the girl looked to catch Piper. “Woohoo! Look at your hot self. Net Worth, Baby!”

“Busted!” Piper gnashed her teeth at the Korean cutie, senior Kim Zellers.

“Daaamn Counsellor Cherry, I knew you were crazy bold but that’s nuts. I love the net.” She bubbled over every curve. Being 98% lesbian, Kim drooled quite heavily but did change the subject. “Any idea when my sister’s first day is going to be?”

“Not yet! As soon as I retrieve my dress, I’ll go find out. Shoot! Carlos left for the day. I should have asked him. I’ll stop by the gym and ask Ruth Dunbar if she’s heard. My morning has been hectic thus far.”

“I heard! Superintendent Bolger? Are you that nuts? He’s gross as fuck. I hear he likes young girls too. Tina Wiles just told me he was eyeballing her baby sister Trisha. Where is your dress?” Kim looked about.

“I was not aware of that, nor what Normie was like. Well, that stinks! My dress is in locker 169. Mind going to get it for me. I think I’m pinned in here.”

“Nope! On your own you, Crazy Bitch!” She razzed Piper then stepped into a stall to drop her jeans and pee. No dress when there was no longer any code? Shocking!

“Hey! I was the one who got your sister the job, whenever she starts. Cut me some slack.”

“I’m thinking about it. Hold your ass cheeks Hottie!”

Piper grinned at her predicament. She just knew this was going to be blackmail. Flushing her toilet Kim stepped out and washed her hands. Once dried with paper towels she turned to face Piper who gave her a full-frontal pose, hands on her hips Supergirl style.

“Let me eat you out.”

“What?” Piper giggled in surprise.

“Two minutes just to say I got to do it.”

Groaning Piper locked the bathroom door then ventured forth to sit up on the sink and place her heels on the ledge. “BlONd Appetite!” Her hormones were far too high to say no.

“Awesome!” Kim crouched and extended her tongue. Clit wags made Piper huff and nibble her lower lip. Fingers introduced, Kimberly fucked Piper’s cunt then removed them periodically to lick her fingers and dig her tongue up inside Piper’s vulva. “God, you taste good.” Sad, that in her eagerness she forgot Whitmore Bolger just that fast. His taint within her still was only rinsed by fingertips. Purged primarily by the Jock Flock since Bolger, but hey she hadn’t officially cleaned up. Oh, well! Kim didn’t seem to care right now.

“Glad you like it. We need to hurry before someone else needs to use the Joan.”

“That’s hilarious!” Kim paused then rubbed Piper’s clit vigorously, “Cum for me.”

“Not that far off Kim Shady.” The students all loved her nicknames. In under two minutes Piper shook at her thin aquarium burst. Kim wore her juices proudly. Standing up drenched the Korean cutie chuckled. “Fish out of water, Baby!” Another snap to her tights left red neck marks on her already bronzed flesh. “OH, SNAP!” An up-close tongue razz led to their tastebuds tangling outside their lips with a battle plan that ended in Piper moving fast to lick Kim’s nose. “Now go get my dress, I’m going to duck into a stall.”

“169, right?” She wiped her nostrils of saliva while giggling.

“Yep, there’s no lock on it.”

“Gotcha! Be right back.”

Five minutes expiring, Piper began to sweat. Taking the risk, she opened the bathroom door to find Kim and her girlfriend Annette standing outside waiting with shit eating grins. “What are you doing?” Piper glared with disappointment. Grabbing for her dress Kim giggled and stepped away, her girlfriend smirking.

“Come and get it.”

“Oh, you little bitch bait.” Piper marched out of the bathroom pointing at the Korean cutie with an evil expression of vengeance. This was not the first time someone had played keep away with her clothing. Angus Furlong and her detainees often challenged her to prowl nude but in most cases that was after hours, and no other students were really hanging around. Well, except for Horace Tart’s son and his two buddies. Why were they all in threes? This was different. Three feet from catching her, Kim darted down the hallway waving her dress around like a sheet in a breeze. “How are you cutting class?”

“Kim texted me, so I ditched class. We do what we want.” Annette said. “Man! You’re sexier than Mrs. M.”

“Of course, I am! If I get caught by freshman or sophomore students, I’m going to string you bitches up.” Not the first event like this but she was trying to avoid that situation. She knew deep down it would never go her way.

“As if they haven’t seen you already. I want to eat you too.”

“Oh, good grief! Not opposed! Not now! I don’t have much time before the bell rings.”

“Now or I tell Kim to put your dress in her locked locker.” She razzed Piper, “Come on, I bet I can make you cum faster than Kim did.”

“Fuck it! Bring it on bitch!” Dropping to the floor Piper lay on her back and spread her legs wide. Shocked that she would be this crazy Annette dropped to her hands and knees and dug into her main course. Three fingers used Piper squealed loudly and moaned without masking her tone. In a freak move Piper authorized her limbs into action. Clamping her legs around the blonde she rolled the girl over in a wrestling move catching her off guard. Sitting up on Annette’s face Piper had her pinned, Annette’s tongue exploring her cunt. “Almost there, Sunshine! Go deep!” That she did, her nails digging into Piper’s ass cheeks in the erotic move.

Kim seeing the turnabout dropped her jaw and raced back for a better look. In running past Dewey Knowles doorway, Dewme thought he saw a girl in a cape like a superhero. Standing up he carefully ventured to the door and peered down the hall to see Piper straddling a girl. Eyes bulging Dewey watched Piper have an orgasm. “God, I want her longer than that shit at the stoplight. I need an all-nighter with that slut.” Her cries heard it was tense, expecting other teachers to bolt out for the cause of the echoing disturbance.

Time running out Kim helped Piper put her dress on over her back and one arm. Swooping around her delicious pose to pull her dress down in short tugs she halted before even trying to cover Piper’s entire upper body. She knew she couldn’t pull it over her wider hips until she stood up anyway, let alone zip it. For now, that was as far as she could rescue the counsellor as her body shook.

Flooding Annette’s face the girl couldn’t stop laughing. Giggling with her girlfriend, Kim at least assisted in pulling Piper’s other arm through the dress using the added zippers on all four sides to offer room. Tugged down over her chest and waist just in time, the alarm rang to switch classes. Dragging Piper up off of her lover the girl jumped up and helped Piper stay standing. Walking her back to the principal’s office with her dress awry, hips and ass exposed they guided her to her desk and sat her down. If unforeseen eyes had spotted skin, it was a quick glimpse at best.

“That was so fucking cool.” Kim hugged Piper from behind. “Bitch we got your back like there’s no front.” Zipper assists on her back and sides the front remained open by 80%.

“Definitely! You should go streaking more often.”

“Only if you two skanks go streaking too. Speaking of, why no dress Miss Zellers?”

“Whoa!” Annette took that idea harder than Kim.

“I’m in! On my period! That’s why I didn’t let you eat me.” That answered that!

“What classes were you two in before going fishing?”

“Home Bleeech! Edna is soooo boring. I wish she would retire.” Not that it mattered, this was Kim’s senior year.

“Are you mad at us? Josie wasn’t when we...” Kim clamped her friend’s mouth to shut her up.

“Come on! You know Josie and I are besties!” Piper frowned, “She’s as bonkers as I am.”

“I know that.” Kim grinned. “We heard you made out with Josie’s husband in the hallway. Brazen!”

“She knows.”

“Awesome! Yeah, we devoured that bitch in the gym.”

“I didn’t know that.” Piper giggled, wondering why Carl didn’t let her in on that video. “I’m not surprised, and no one is in trouble for blabbing.”

“Good! Reese would stomp on us.”

“Reese Teller? Ohhh, that’s right, Josie’s jockstrap.”

“He pretty much owns Josie, but you didn’t hear that from us.”

“Already know! Again, I’m good. If my girl happy, I’m happy! You have my word that she won’t be upset that I know. Come on girls, I know she teaches classes in the nude. What makes you think I don’t know more.” Obviously, not every secret was shared. Like fucking the freshmen boys on the staircase.

“Good! We’d hate to see her reaction to what we know about you.” Kim razzed her.

“I don’t care what she knows. As long as the secrets don’t go where they shouldn’t.” Let them believe Josie didn’t know everything. She was now privy to her detention moves. Sooner or later Josie would want to share in the 3rd floor sweatshop.