Episode 289: boSton CREAM

Lunch was right around the corner. Literally!

The rooftop of Horton-Dexter High School was cozy with three air mattresses blown up and weighted down in case of any gusts of wind. Huge ice chest filled with alcoholic beverages, namely red wine and her baby bottles of tequila as Piper often liked to bring. A classic style jambox for music played a variety of Piper’s mixed CDs. A tray of oils and condoms were resting beneath a dome shaped cloche as if a five-star restaurant.

Prowling about in her sheer dress Piper Cherry wished she had thought to buy some palm trees for a beach like effect. Her team of Boston Loggers were currently downstairs in room 69 aka detention relaxing and changing into their dancer costumes. Out of sight out of mind. If they were still up here Piper might have totally forgotten her besties. “Those rain clouds are getting closer.” She eyed her cellphone for the statewide forecast. “Late tonight for certain. At least I pulled this off without having to take it indoors. It might be cloudy, but the wind isn’t too ferocious and it’s still nice and warm. The sun would have made this so much nicer. Aw well! Win some lose some!”

Hearing the door open behind her Piper turned expecting Andre the leader of the Loggers but instead found another lumberjack. Carl Manley stepped into sight with a smirk over her readied festivities. “I’m crashing the party before it starts. I just came up to tell you I’m leaving now. Jesse just hit Sam’s Club, so I’ll give him an hour or so to shop. If anything rears its ugly head just call me. I have faith that you can deal with any problem without me but just in case, feel free.”

“Totally under control! I’m a big girl, Daddy.”

“That you are.” He ventured to look into her ice chest. Seeing the travel size tequila, he swiped one. Opening it he tilted it back and drained the bottle. “Ah! Fire in the hole!” He tapped his fist on his chest with an exhale following. “I needed an eye opener. Sleeping on the floor last night with Margaret wasn’t quite as restful as my own bed. After Cashanova I think I’m taking a nap in my hammock out back.”

“You do look tired. I bet you wake up with strippers in your lap.”

“Probably! It’s been a year or so since I stepped into any of the clubs here in town. Talking to the owner Flossy Taggart the other day brought back memories. That ole’ bird might be ancient but she’s a load of laughs. Not many folks know it but her great-grandfather was one of the survivors of Normandy back in WW2. I loved hearing Flossy tell stories about his heroism. Anyways, let me get on up out of here so you can enjoy your footlongs. I’ll wait on a report until tomorrow.”

“Thanks for allowing this. For everything! By you giving me permission to finally fix the third floor up and have power means the world to me. I do have one question though, why did you change your mind?” Watchtower! Otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed.

“I suppose I’m tired of being the bear. Justifying the power whether you pay the bill or not and the windows it could raise red flags.”

“Carl! The budget cuts were bogus, and we both know it. I might not know everything and to be honest I’m not sure I care to, but after Whitmore Bolger bowing down to me and his being Superintendent, that answered a few migraines. If he’s as rogue as they come either he’s pocketing school funds and using budget cuts as his scapegoat or there’s a whole lot more to the story. I’m not asking you to fill me in, just know I’m hardly stupid.”

“I get it! And I never thought you were a dumb blonde.” He winked at her. “I better go, the lunch bell will be ringing any minute and your scantily clad girlfriends will be showing up. I don’t want to give them the idea I’m the stripper.”

“Aww! I bet you’d look adorable in a loin cloth.”

“Towel or toga maybe.” He chuckled turning to head for the door. Following him Piper let him go at the third-floor entry. Stopping halfway down the steps he paused to look back. “Counsellor?” She stepped to the landing with curiosity. “I preset my stereo for two more songs to be played over the course of the last four hours of the day. So don’t freak out if they magically appear for the ear.”

“Perfect! I’ll be surprised by your choices. Have fun with Jin Zellers. Tell her I’m proud of her.”

“For taking Nerd Herd virginities?”

“For that too! She’s a winner in my book is all.” The woman saved Piper the trouble now that she was fucking students in detention. Her time was on the horizon. Waving goodbye Carl Manley went back to his office. Lunch bell singing he held off leaving until the masses cleared the halls a bit. In the meantime, Carl monitored his laptop to see what the natives were ready to hunt. Mimi Alexander left her classroom right along with her students and followed them downstairs. Still handcuffed, hands behind her back she was groped in the halls and loving it.

“Now where is Mimi headed? At least she hasn’t fucked anymore students since I cracked down on her.” Suspicions nipping at his heels he checked the exterior cameras, “No Potter outside waiting as of yet, but lunch did just ring. I wonder if Potter knows about Piper’s rooftop soiree. That might keep Mimi busy for today at least.”

Hearing cheers out in the hallway Carl closed his laptop and placed it in his briefcase. Grabbing his coat, he stepped to the office door and noted Mimi being escorted by dozens of rabid fans. The second they spotted Carl the band broke up leaving Mimi to prowl on her own. Squinting to see what was ahead of her she marched right up to Carl and dropped to her knees. Not expecting her to do that in front of everyone Carl rolled his eyes. “Get the fuck up.”

“Yes, Sir!” On her feet she stood with her eyelids lowered.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“To my car Sir. I need my contacts; I’ve been blind since before I got here this morning.”

“We’ll walk together. Beside me not following. Not this time at least.” He palmed the middle of her soft back and guided her forward. Leaving the sixty plus students in the hallway watching her wiggle away, cat tail whipping about they were all over the rumors of student Jeremy Rebble’s earlier actions. The young man was quickly becoming an idol. At the front door Carl badged them out knowing she had no badge to get back in again until she got to her car.

“Sir Potter towed my car here this morning but I did not take the time to grab my purse. I hope no one stole it.” She walked side-by-side with Carl on the sidewalk. At the time there were no students outside this early, but a number of smokers were hurrying to reach the courtyard to burn an hour off of their lifespan.

“Glasses in your car?”

“No Sir! Sir Potter broke them. His orders from here on out are that I wear only contacts.”

“That guy is a piece of shit. At least have insurance to buy a new pair.”

“I will be fine with my contacts Sir.”

“I need you to be careful around Potter, Mimi. As long as you work for me, I’m your voice of reason.”

“May I speak freely Sir?”

“I thought you were doing that already.”

“In a minor way. I am a big girl Sir. I embrace this new life with a need to be used. It fulfills me. This was what attracted me to listen to you as a leader.”

“Which I’ve relaxed on. I know you sense that, Mimi. Listen, I’m going to tell you a little about me then I’m going to do something that is going to shake things up.” Curiosity cured the cat, for the moment. “Long before I was married, I led a very dark existence. I kept any friends minimal and did my job as a drill instructor in the Army. I was a vicious man back in the day until I met my wife. She altered my course in life until recently. In my 20’s I was a beast. I had multiple slaves that I kept locked away and leashed up. Meat on my table! Scraps under to feed their desires. They would lick the oatmeal from between my toes to fill their bellies.”

She grew excited overhearing his dominance in detail. “They would be tied up for hours on end. I let soldiers fuck the hell out of them when they proved to me, they were worthy. Pissed in their faces every day when I was off the clock. If I hadn’t met Margaret at a base party, I’d still be that extreme. Her father is a General so for me to claim Marge I had to shut myself down. The clencher was when I knocked her up. Once Jesse was part of the equation, I committed to living a normal life. Retired after my 20 years and now you know where I reside.”

“I am glad that you are happy Sir.”

“Marge has been pushing me to revive who I used to be. She thinks she’s dying but I like to believe she’s pulling one over on me. She’s tough, she can beat this stage four crap. Of late I’ve seen a strength that’s been proving my theory. She’s been sexual a lot just this week. If she has that much in her then I say she’s a survivor. Earlier when I told you dinner at my house next week, that’s due to her. I’m fond of you Mimi, like a daughter in ways but that has been clouding my judgment.” They reached the faculty parking lot, and he followed her to her car. Unlocked already she found her purse and sat in her driver’s seat ready to put in her contacts. Only one problem, she was still cuffed.

“That is about to change!” He reached in and grabbed her by the throat. “I’ll cut some slack this week, but your fucking ass belongs to me. I will deal with Potter here very soon. Do you fucking understand me Mouse?”

“Yes, Sir!” She gasped at the strength he was choking her with.

“After that dinner I will fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. From that night forward I will collar and own your ass. Until then, you deal with the hand you’re dealt. If you think for one second that I fear Potter, you have another thing coming.” He then looked up at the camera on the building watching him. He knew that Watchtower hackers were reading his lips as much as his cellphone was betraying his tone. “I need to go. No more fucking in classes.”

“Yes, Sir!” He released her with a threatening glare that made her cringe. Nodding he left her trembling in her seat. In his Cherokee, Carl Manley was headed home.

Pausing a bit, Mimi had a predicament, in order to put her contacts in she needed both hands. A careful contortion in her seat she pulled her butt plug tail free and unscrewed the cap behind her back to retrieve the hidden key. Tediously HouMimi uncuffed herself and brought her hands back around to apply her contacts. Vision much better she placed the cuff key back in the plug capsule and reinserted the plug tail. Achieved, she voluntarily cuffed her wrists back behind her and smiled. She liked feeling helpless.

“I must do what I need to Sir. Forgive me until dinner.” Instead of immediately getting out of her car Mimi sat there in thought. Kevin! Carl! Potter! “I wish LeAnne was here today.” Not this time! Her grandfather Frank had his food truck elsewhere for the day. A change of scenery was needed. Lunch was just beginning! Music coming from the roof of the school she sighed. “I almost forgot that Piper told me to meet her upstairs over lunch.”

Cat on a hot tin roof!

If she could just make it there. Not likely!

Indoors!

Andrea Beckett finally ran into her best friend Sandy Martin. Avoided earlier Andi was feeling lousy over what she let her friend witness in the parking lot before school. Her dress had cloaked her head from being identified as she sucked Beau Hunter’s dick in front of a dozen people. To her knowledge only Sandy recognized her. Well, possibly Dirk Mason! Who knew really, she simply tried her best to hide a bad situation. Bad in a good way, she was happy she did it. The biggest issue she had was knowing that her crush Nathan Lowe had also seen it all unfold without knowing it was her. So far nobody called her out.

“My dress change helped. I’m so glad Dakota let me borrow her extra outfit. Losing my class ring and changing my shoes with my gym shoes I think I might have dodged a bullet.” Approaching Sandy at her locker her bestie looked over at Andrea with a frown.

“So, that was Beau!” Andi smiled and nodded, biting her lower lip waiting to be chewed out. “He was gorgeous.”

“I know right!” Giddy she spun in a circle. “I’m sneaking next door on Sunday to see him. Dad will be hunting, and mom will be in bed.”

“So, Nate on Saturday, Beau on Sunday. You’ve never had a boyfriend and now you have two. You suck, Beckett!”

“Awww! You will find a boyfriend someday soon. I did try to find you one when you went to McRonald’s with me.”

“That was too crazy for me. I can’t believe I let that boy do what he did to me. I mean it was hot but in public like that ... he wasn’t really into me even. It felt like it was staged.” Definitely staged! “I want someone that... “ Out of nowhere came another friend if not a bestie.

“I’m so tired of Toby. Why did I agree to date him to begin with? He looks at every girl in sight and only holds my hand when there is nobody better. If I wanted to be lonely, I’d have stayed with Dirk.”

Sandy Martin looked sad for her nerdy friend but at the same time was glad that Meg had ended it with Dirk. Even though the boy was a bit of an asshole Sandy realized one day that she found him intriguing. Smoker or not! “We’re both in the same boat Meg. At least you know what it is like to have a boyfriend.” In response Andrea Beckett put up two fingers as if bragging until Sandy sneered at her. “What? Can’t I give Megan the peace sign?” Nice cover up!

“Anyway!” Meg pouted and strangely gave Andi the peace sign right back. “Sorry to be a whiner guys. Oh, did you hear anything about some guy in an ugly green truck getting a blowjob out in the parking lot before school?”

“I witnessed it!” Sandy glared at Andrea who attempted to look innocent.

“Any idea who it was? I heard her dress covered her face. From the description of shoes and her dress I haven’t pinpointed any guesses yet. I figured it might be a cheerleader, but they all seemed to be accounted for during that time. This is a Jinkies mystery!” She giggled acting like Velma from Scooby Doo and lifting her glasses up at the bridge of her nose. “We need a dog.” Behind them, teacher Mallory Unger started from her classroom to grab a bite over lunch when she heard Megan’s words loud and clear. Cringing Mallory raced back into her classroom and closed the door. Nobody really noticed outside of student Barrett Booth who was at his locker on the flipside of Mallory’s room. With him stood of all people Nathan Lowe.

“I wonder what got into Miss Unger?” Only visions of a Great Dane! She could never watch those cartoons without using her toys. Bad dog! Bad!

“No clue! Yeah, as I was saying that camo truck was really cool. The guy driving it loved showing off I’ll give him that. Whoever that girl was she had an incredible body. Oh! Did I tell you that Andrea Beckett asked me to be her date for the McKellen’s birthday party?”

“Dude! Andi is right over there looking our way. And here I thought she wanted me.”

“Hands off my girl you dog!” Mallory tried to leave her room again then heard Nate. Sucking up her courage she had tried to leave her room again and overheard the entire sentence concerning dog. Stepping out she looked at the boys with a flushed expression then checked out Barrett’s inseam as if interested. Both boys went dead silent until in the distance they heard History teacher Dewey Knowles howling as he and fellow academic Roger Dundee headed outside for lunch. The howl made Mallory feel faint and need to hold onto something. Barrett came to her assistance and caught her off balance. In the process he held her by her ribs on both sides from behind. Nate was prepared to offer help as well, but she quickly warded him off. She was not Nate’s girl, nor would she ever be. Miscommunication as much as messed up in the head. Thank you, Dr. Lawrence Dolberman!

Reacting to Barrett’s grip over her ribs she whirled in step and pressed her ass against his crotch. Stunned by her actions Barrett looked up over her at Nate. Her weight falling forward into Nate neither boy could hold her up. Leading her to her knees she went on all fours and whined, shaking her ass over Barrett’s lap as he followed her down. Like an eager puppy she yipped for all to hear.