Episode 288: QUEEN BEE

10:50 AM! Filmore High School! A change of scenery!

Frank Logarth former running back for the Tennessee Titans now retired, had chosen to serve lunch for another school today rather than focus solely on Horton-Dexter. As a food truck vendor, he felt that providing students wholesome meals for decent prices should be spread out over the entire city. Once a week he liked to expand his territory even though he favored Horton-Dexter. Everyone knew him from his football days, so it was nice to give back to the fans.

His granddaughter LeAnne with him had been prepping as he drove them across town to be ready with plenty of foot long hot dog, frankfurther goodness. FrankFurthers was the name of his business. Pulling up along the curb out front of one of the newest schools in Nashville he parked on the street and helped LeAnne finish setting up the condiments and buns, making certain fries were ready to be dumped in the hot fryer. Of late it seemed like his granddaughter was withdrawn so while he had a few minutes Gramps opted to pry.

“Everything okay, LeLe?” His nickname for her.

“I’m good! Just tired. I haven’t been sleeping real well lately.”

“Any particular reason why? You and Mimi?” He knew his granddaughter preferred girls over guys and although wasn’t thrilled by it, did love her and her best friend Mimi very much. Acceptance uneasy but not against! He was just old fashioned.

“I haven’t talked to her today. She’s been busy.”

“Find herself a new friend to hang out with?”

“We hang still, she’s just ... yeah, kind of. Her and Horton-Dexter’s Spanish teacher are getting cozy. She’s also...” LeAnne did need to talk to someone. She just wasn’t certain how much to confide about Mimi’s troubles with Officer Anson Potter. “I think she’s getting into BDSM. Please keep that to yourself Grandpa.”

“For you, anything.” He kissed her forehead making her blush. “She always did seem the weak, shy type looking for someone strong.”

“I can’t be angry with her even though I have feelings. Whatever makes my girl happy.”

“You’ll find someone new when the time is right. Get out there and look around. Your dad says you barely leave the basement.” LeAnne lived in her parent’s basement like a hermit. As a HER she had to adMIT that as truth. Most days! LeAnne was more the top than the bottom even if she did maintain her feminine side far more than the masculine. She too was bisexual but preferred the girls more. Since college she and Mimi had often shared intimate moments, insanely taking Mimi’s virginity with a toy. Still there mind you, but it just seemed that Mimi was evolving away from her. Less texts, less calls since their time in jail last Saturday. Something was up but she just didn’t know what. Call it Kevin, call it Carl Manley, call it the POPO. It was obvious that Mimi was wanting more.

“I will here soon. I imagine I’ll get a call later about going to the Horton-Dexter versus Lafayette game if it doesn’t get rained out tomorrow. Of late she’s been really supportive of the school’s new Counsellor Piper Cherry.”

“That busty blonde who bought the Titan’s tees from me. That woman is one fine looker.”

“Yep! Hot, isn’t she? Even I fantasize about her.” LeAnne fanned herself having been eaten out in the school yard one day by Piper. “I can see why Mimi is hanging with her. Have you noticed how Mimi is wearing really short dresses these days?”

“I haven’t really paid attention. Nothing wrong with a nice pair of legs is there?” He checked the soft drink tanks under a cubby, getting them ready.

“Nope! She’s got me wearing dresses more too.” A swift point at him with a sneer she added, “No gawking at my legs.” He scowled at her then chuckled. “Don’t think for a second I don’t see you. Family doesn’t do that, you dirty old man.”

“No worries, Kiddo! It’s just a man’s nature to check things out. Sorry if I creeped you out LeLe, I never meant to, you know that.”

“I’m teasing you Grandpa. I...” Pausing him, her eyes moved beyond Frank and out the back door window. “Nashville PD!” She nodded! It wasn’t her old college buddy Catalina Juarez. “Do we need another permit to park here?”

“Shouldn’t! My permits are up to date.” He watched the officer pull directly up behind him. LeAnne seeing the driver get out bulged her eyes. In her thoughts she was regretting this moment. Her jail time with the teachers of Horton-Dexter was finally catching up to her. Officer Lois Simpson stepped from her car and threw her hat into her seat, shaking out her long red curls. “She’s a beauty.” Frank puckered at LeAnne.

“Yeah! She ain’t bad. Too old, though!” Excuses! Excuses! Only by five years at worst.

Moving to the side of the food truck Lois realized he wasn’t open for business yet. Knowing it was close to bell time anyway Frank left the front passenger door and stepped down to greet her. “Mid-morning to you, Officer. Give me a minute to unlock the canopy and my granddaughter can take your order.”

“FrankFurthers!” Lois grinned, “I find that funny every time I see you in traffic. A juicy brat sounded good.” She looked up at LeAnne with a wink as the canopy lifted to reveal her. “Did I say brat or Brat? I meant ... you know what I meant.” LeAnne was indeed a brat on occasion, her cheeks turning beet red at Lois as she wagged her tongue up at her. Once the canopy was locked into place Frank said, “Free drink for Nashville’s Finest.” Oh, how well LeAnne knew!

A finger of silence shared between the ladies over their Saturday excursion at the 6th. Precinct Lois kept it minimal. “Hey there, LeAnne.” Nametag covered the knowledge that they knew one another. “Give me a sloppy one.” Again, LeAnne envisioned eating Lois out in a jail cell. She did find the busty 26-year-old officer yummy. Obviously, it went both ways. At least this visit there was no fat ass Officer Peter Giffen to ruin her day.

“Want the works?” LeAnne smirked hiding her attraction as best she could from her gramps. Frank wasn’t dumb however and as LeAnne turned to make her customer a brat, he nudged up close to help get her a tray and bun ready.

“Am I wrong or is Officer Hottie there flirting with you? Here’s your chance for a new cuddle buddy.”

“You saw that too?” She giggled. “Go away, before I can’t face her once I get her order done.”

“I need to use the school restroom before lunch hour bell rings, and we get swamped. I’ll leave you to it.” A pat on the shoulder he excused himself.

“Thanks, Grandpa.” She watched him head back out the side door with a mumbled, “Good luck!” She knew she didn’t need it, but it was the support that counted.

Lois turning to watch Frank head up the sidewalk to the front doors waited until he was far enough away to whistle at LeAnne. “Miss me, Beautiful?”

“I can ask the same.” LeAnne kept her back to Lois while placing her brat inside a bun then adding the cheese and kraut. “But yes, I did enjoy our time together. Well, except for the Family Guy!”

“I know! Sorry about Pete. Thing is, we all stick together at the precinct. I couldn’t tell Pete to just go away as much as I wanted to.”

“So, cops who rape together, stay together?” She finished the brat and sat it on the food trucks serving ledge. “Pepsi? Dew? Diet?”

“Diet! I have to keep my perfect hourglass figure.” Lois laughed. “Again, you might think us cruel and inhuman but some of us, well, hopefully you can see have a good side. I might not be perfect outside of this bang-up bod, but I came by here to apologize. I didn’t have time around my fellow officers. We had to get you people out of the cop shop before the morning crew came in. Rape, I suppose so. Know so!” She frowned! “We get what we want and cover one another thoroughly. For the record? I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since that night. You probably didn’t notice me but every day since then I’ve driven by Horton-Dexter but just felt crappy. I wanted to stop but with your friends all working there I guess I didn’t want to stress them any more than I had to. How’s Mimi?”

“Good, I guess. I’ve seen her but I haven’t spoken to her about Saturday since we were cut loose.” Lie! She was too afraid to bring up Potter’s cruelty or Catalina, who was stuck in the middle of things. Drink poured she gave her a large for free. Reserving her meal for the car Lois sighed.

“LeAnne? Can we start over? I’d love to see you outside that place.”

“Are you people going to abuse us further? I don’t want my family to know what happened. Never ever! This has to be classified concerning our first meet.”

“I’m fine with that. Only me from now on abusing you.” She wagged her tongue. “I promise! I’ll deal with any of my merry band of assholes. No one will ever hurt you again on my watch.”

“I believe you, even if I shouldn’t. I worry about all of my friends though.”

“Okay, listen.” Lois looked over her shoulder at the school. “See that place?”

“Yeah?”

“We take care of their faculty too. We know what Horton’s getting away with. Well, Filmore there is in the same bed of teacher’s playing with their food. Honestly, they’re far worse. We watch out for all of the schools in Nashville. You think it’s just one? Try eight! I shouldn’t say this, but we get paid for looking the other way or sidelining any snoopers. My telling you this is my way of showing you I’m honest. I risk a lot in opening my mouth, LeAnne. So, just understand I fear as much as you do.”

“Go to the Horton-Dexter game with me tomorrow night. Be my date and act human. Mimi will be there unless something prevents it. Piper and Josie too. The Coach! The others probably not. If it doesn’t rain that is.”

“I wish I had Friday off; they rotate our schedules. How about next Friday? One on, one off!”

“You’re picking me up next Friday. Treating me like a princess, even opening my car door. You have some sucking up to do, Officer.”

“Just Lois.” They heard the lunch bell ringing. In a blur Lois wrote her cell number down on a napkin and slid it to LeAnne. “Text me your address and if the game does get rained out maybe I can pick you up in my squad car there tomorrow and we can just do dinner in the front seat, us in the back. My treat!”

“Oddly enough that sounds kind of sexy. Perfect! I have faith in you Lois. Don’t let me down. Oh, short dress! Show off your hot body for me.” She did pose an index finger. “If the game is on though I’m sticking with Mimi, we already had plans. I’ll give you plenty of notice.”

“Fair enough! I’ll keep next Friday free just in case. Cleavage bursting! You do the same.”

“Buy me a rose.” Catalina Juarez who?

“Whole bouquet. Yellow for now.” Lois took her food back to her patrol car smiling up a storm. Cloud cover was so annoying! A happy day like today it should be bright and sunny. Bad omen? Fingers crossed!

Frank returned just ahead of an onslaught of freed up students. Pouring out as if it were the last day of school, it almost looked as if he were being chased. LeAnne giggled at her fortune laughing at her rushing grandpa. And he was a football hero? He looked awful clumsy to her.

“We’re both being chased old man. Over here, I’m open!”

Football jest! But they were open for business.

Horton-Dexter High School! 10:00 AM! Taking a step back on the clock.

Typing class was extremely boring. There was too much on Dakota McKellen’s brain to sit here pecking away. After her outrageous run in with science teacher Roger Dundee last hour and Roger nutting on her tummy she was finally coming down. Journalism teacher Jaycya Eccles aka Jaye, on her best behavior at the moment seemed withdrawn and monitoring her cellphone more than usual. In her own void it seemed! Evil glares now and then and slouching in her seat had her nosey students curious. No one knew what to make of her actions today. She did seem to be stretching back quite a lot. Time would tell all!

“God! Why am I even in this class? This is more Sable’s league than mine. I should never have let mom talk me into taking typing. As if I’m going to be a secretary. I was stupid for not taking one of these electives during my sophomore or junior year and got it out of the way. Who the heck does this their last year of high school? Besides me! Well, them! Ugggh! Hurry up lunch hour. I want my Angus Furlong fix. Birthday at my locker. Woohoo!”

She sat in her own slouch at her desk. With Jaycya sitting up to ramble over an assignment given last week she peered around at her classmates, about 50/50 boys and girls. With some of the jocks in this room eyeballing her Dakota couldn’t resist flirting. Of the football team only Danny Wendt, and Dante Collier were in attendance. Outside of them, Reese Teller, Kent Dixon and Joel Pence of the basketball team, a couple wrestlers, the rest average Joe’s and Josephine’s. Definitely no Josie’s! “Other than Deanna Sweeney and Lily Kramer there’s not a single cheerleader in this class. What the heck? I don’t know how Jaye would take to my craziness. I heard she’s opening up to Piper but until I know better, I should probably relax. With mom’s class only two rooms away, it doesn’t help. HA! She’s probably teaching in the nude again. I want to be taught in the nude every day. Only fair, right?”

Reese Teller flipping his pen between his fingers had been thinking about Josie McKellen when he spotted Dakota looking his way. While he had often noticed their resemblance, he was more into mom than daughter. Although Dakota was hot. Baby Josie! Checking her out in her powder blue laced up dress that hugged her curves, skin showing at both sides without underwear was pretty yummy. Not that he cared but he wondered why Jaycya hadn’t got after her revealing so much skin. Reese was a tad out of the loop concerning Jaye’s own evolution. Still, even Jaye’s dress was mighty short.

These McKellen bitches were killing it. “Yeah, I’d do her too.” He nodded her way. “I better stick with her mom though. I don’t want to piss off, Furlong. Even if he is letting her get away with shit at her locker, he’s always behind it.” He hadn’t received the video of Dakota and Roger Dundee from Maynard Smooth. Only the football team were lucky enough to see that footage. So far at least! Sad, when Dante and Danny had it and they were seated one row back. Shit happens when your pigskin balls have different dimensions.

“Reese is drooling over me.” She winked at him just for the fun of it. To their amazement only recently had the McKellen twins heard about their mother interacting with Reese. The various jocks in particular were tight lipped and protective of what they considered theirs. Dakota was now in that same league in many of her exhibitions. Up until this week the football team and the cheerleaders had covered her tracks alongside Angus. Even yesterday in Edwin Connelly’s class she got away with murder, revealing her entire body in front of the class. At first behind the overweight teacher’s back, then flamboyantly at his notice. Fatboy SlimE had kept quiet over it. So far!

After that stint in the library yesterday, and Dundee’s class just fifteen minutes ago she wondered if she could get away with just as much with this class. The teacher Jaycya was coming into her own if the rumors were true, yet the ebony goddess had yet to show off in front of this particular batch of students. At least not in her classroom. Danny Wendt and Dante definitely knew differently being upstairs in detention when Jaycya made her lustful alliance known. Nude at least they saw her prowl like Piper Cherry yet made it clear only she could touch, not the other way around. Nolan Proctor and Percy St. Croix seemed to be her choice playthings thus far at least. Lucky bastards!

Unlike many of the teachers at Horton-Dexter, she isolated himself from the rest. Introverted for the most part outside of her typing class. Still new to Horton-Dexter family after replacing her brother the real Jaye Eccles it simply took her time to find her footing as much as her typing fingers. Jaycya was definitely feeling comfier in her own skin if the other classes weren’t bullshitting people. An opened cleavage yesterday, her dress definitely short and busty today had her classes hopeful that was for certain.