Episode 29: NERD ALERT

Prior to Josie McKellen’s first period seduction...

“Morning Carlos.”

“Miss Cherry.” Principal Carl Manley looked up from his desk to watch the hottest blond in Nashville walk into his life ... his office anyway, technically their office. Eying the length of her red dress with scrutiny he merely shook his head. While it was perfect, he did attempt to make it appear as if it was far too much. She knew it was just an act. His son Jesse informing her that his father was an avid voyeur. Suspicions there that Carl might be in over his head even for a former drill sergeant mysteriously added something she couldn’t quite pinpoint. His alluded glances toward the school cameras had her mind trying to sort out if it was a hint to be careful or that he wanted more out of her performances. With the insight she was gathering from students, her security system installer Anthony, even public outrage at a local park where police officers assaulted teenage sunbathers without ramifications was all factoring in. Rather than confront Carl over things she decided to keep her mouth shut and proceed having the time of her life. Let him try to stop her.

“What? Too long? I can pin it up.” She lifts her skirt up to her bikini area showing off her transparent white lace panties.

“Let’s not be a Pin Up Girl. Just yet!”

“Mmmm! He’s noticing my potential.” She bats her eyes at him and sits on the corner of his desk facing him just to his left. He could see panties up close, at least that was a good sign for today. Luckily for him she had a second pair in her purse after giving Roger Dundee her other pair. A tinkle stop at the little girl’s room before coming to her cubicle she slipped them on. The woman was prepared for most anything.

“I see you found your key badge. I viewed you entering the turnstile.”

“Naaa! I tailgated a student in.” Said student being Josie’s lover boy Reese Teller as she hatched a devious plot, “Hugged him from behind every inch of the way.” She grinned, “Yes I did find the card, thank you. I had it all along but it’s too much fun playing helpless. I might actually do that tomorrow to Roger come to think of it and say I left my card at home.”

“Getting along with my troops I see.”

“SIR! YES SIR!” She belts out saluting him.

“Wrong hand Counsellor.”

“Was it? Oopsie!” A true salute made him grin. “What’s on the docket today Chief?”

“Same as usual. Just be available if any of the students need your attention.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“You know what I mean.” He scowled, bordering on a smirk, “I’ll say again, start looking over student files and familiarize yourself with the troubled ones. Then, keep your eyes open around them in case you see they need counselling. Majority of these kids won’t ask on their own.”

“I can see that. Just let me make my rounds like I did yesterday. I find it advantageous to almost become one of the students myself, you know, putting myself in their shoes, getting out there in the halls, even in the classrooms and bonding. If they’re happy, you should be happy.”

“You call showing off your ass bonding? Body surf masturbations? Letting Furlong eat you out on the bleachers? Fountain diving? Have I missed anything?”

“You evidently haven’t watched my parking lot video.” She razzed him, “I did that just for you by the way. So, you shush!” Temptation time, curiosity might kill the kitty. “Are we on Candid Camera?” She looked around as if hinting that she knew there were hidden cameras in the school. He merely shook his head and acted normal. “I’m actually surprised the school doesn’t have surveillance cameras every ten feet in case of shootings or vandals and such.”

“Jesse told you, didn’t he?”

“What? Jesse?” She played dumb.

“My boy said he delivered Chinese to your house last night and that you and Josie ... tipped him. I know my boy he can’t keep secrets from me.”

“Are we being filmed for some twisted reason Carl? Be honest.” She taps his chair arm with her left heel’s toe.

“Yep!” No denial at least.

“Great! I guess the school orgy is a no go.”

“Might be a good idea, even if I highly doubt that stops you.”

“Having an orgy? Yay!”

“Try not to. But...”

“Ooooo! I like your butt ... it is cute. Finish your sentence.”

“I do shut the cameras off at 3:30 PM until I get here at 7:45 every day to conserve power.”

“Do you truly? Wait! If you do that ... why did the outdoor camera move to watch me masturbate on the lawn?” She winced doubting him. He appeared confused then chose a worthy lie.

“I guess I forgot to cut the power on it yesterday. I need to stop penny pinching; those cameras do protect the grounds overnight. That just convinced me. No more shutting them down.”

“Good call! You might miss the good stuff. You should leave them running. Hint! Hint!”

“What I don’t know won’t be on me.” Her suggestion however did make him consider the possibilities. “I’ll look up your seeding of my lawn. Try not to make a habit of that please.”

“So, you didn’t just hear about the fountain incident outside from students ... you saw it on camera.”

“Both actually! You caught me.”

“No ... you caught us. Why do we still have jobs? And no, I’m not going to offer to quit. I just need honesty Carl.”

“I erase all incriminating footage so you can relax.” After he saved a copy for himself that is. “Of course, it is hard for me to erase cell cam footage unless it’s my own. Might want to ponder that.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Carlos.”

“Have you noticed something? Not a single student has ratted you sl ... ladies out?”

“You wanted to say sluts. Just say it ... we really are.” She grew bubbly with pride, “And I hadn’t noticed really, of course it is early in the game.” She did sense loyalty but as spoken, too soon to be certain. Word of her antics would be impossible to hide forever.

“True! Somehow, I don’t think your fans are going to want to see you leave. You or Josie.”

“She knows about the cameras too. Wait! That means you saw what ... oh crap!”

“You and Reese Teller eating Josie out? Yep! Even Josie and Roman playing pogo dick.”

“CARL! OH MY GOD! Why do we have jobs? Level with me. Jesse said you were a voyeur. You ... liked watching us, didn’t you?”

“Pleading the fifth and drinking that fifth right after I clock out.” He settled back into a slouch.

“I’m ... speechless. Carl ... you know it’s going to get worse, right? You not firing me after everything I did yesterday really puzzles me.”

“I know that. Just don’t...”

“Get caught?”

“Stop!”

“What?” She looked confused, “You don’t want to talk about this more?”

“No. I said ... don’t stop.”

“Seriously?” Her eyes bulge. “I think I love you.”

“Don’t get caught by the wrong people either. I think you know who you can trust and who might object. I wouldn’t do anything around the older faculty members, people like Elsa, Ben Voorhees, Lynette Holmes. Those folks might report you.”

“Ruth Dunbar is retiring. She’s seen my antics at least the day of my interview. I know Roman hasn’t ratted me out or you would have, well, maybe not. Somehow, I don’t fear her turning me in. Wait! Ruth never mentioned my cheerleading wardrobe malfunction?”

“Hasn’t said a word to me. Camera saw it all though, when it works. I’ve been meaning to get the security company back in here to add a few and fix the faulty ones. The gym camera worked that day so yes, I saw your tits flop out. At least you had sense to cover yourself that time. Until Dunbar or any other teacher bitches, I’m not stopping you gals. Just be careful.”

“I knew I was going to love Horton-Dexter. Carl? Do you want to lick my pussy? You really turn me on right now.” She giggled and lifted her skirt, peeling her panties aside to show a very wet snatch.

“As inviting as that looks ... I’ll pass.” He did admire her tight labia, shocked by its proportions to be honest, considering how sexual she seemed to be.

“Jesse said you were really devoted to your wife.” She pulls herself together by brushing out her skirt honoring his wishes. “That’s really sweet.”

“Watching things is better for all involved. Oh, for the record? There’s no camera in Detention. When the board shut the third floor down last fall save for Detention, I moved the cameras to other areas. So be careful up there.”

“Gee thanks! The one place that probably needs cameras due to troublemakers and you pull the feed.”

“Budget cuts lead to more useful resources.”

“So where aren’t there cameras?”

“Restrooms. Locker rooms. Third floor like I just said. Rooftop. Certain areas of the gymnasium, like I said one camera in there is hit and miss. Pretty much only on the school grounds outside and the entrances. One trained on our office door because I want to know if any jokers vandalize my home away from home.”

“Hallways?”

“Of course! Most halls anyway, there’s a few corners they don’t capture. As I said not on the 3rd. floor. Very few classrooms are without a watchful eye.”

“Obviously Josie’s.”

“I have to protect all of the faculty as much as the students.”

“You like watching Josie, don’t you?” Scrutiny in her gaze made him lift his brows, but otherwise he was unreadable. That of course, did not prevent an admission.

“Always have. Especially when she and Roman do it in his office. Recently her classroom.”

“Oh hell. How does Roman not know?”

“Not the brightest fella between you and I. Too many head on collisions when he played football back in the day. Don’t ruin it for Josie. She enjoys herself, and Roman’s a good guy.”

“My lips are sealed, unless I get horny. Then, they go wide.” She winks, “Teacher’s lounge?”

“Yep! It’s interesting that you’ve been able to get through to Mimi Alexander.”

Wincing at his interest she smirks, “You have a Squeaky crush, don’t you Carl?”

“She’s a firefly cutie. If you bring out that girls inner slut, I’ll give you a raise.” He laughs. “You didn’t hear that.”

“She really is adorable. I saw something in her right off. Give me time I’ll have her whipped into slut mode. She’s already opening up. You know what this little thing is?” She shows him Mimi’s silver bullet remote that she had slyly apprehended earlier. Studying it he shrugs. “Alice is wearing a tiny egg-shaped vibrator up inside Wonderland. Trigger pushed and she’s smiling wider than her Cheshire cats at home.”

“No shit! Can I borrow that?”

“Nooo! My pussy.” She giggles, “You got cameras in her Art class as well, right?”

“I do.”

“Then you just watch that footage by days end. What about in the cafeteria?”

“There is one in there too. In case there’s a food fight.”

“Alright! Welp? There’s the first period bell. I ... hold that thought Carlos.” She noticed a girl walk by that she recognized from Josie’s first period class, the one lone underaged, very religious, girl Tabitha Martin, one of two dozen Martin’s attending Horton-Dexter. Josie’s sole worry in her 1st. period classroom. Scurrying out into the hallway Carl merely winced with concern. What was Piper up to now?

Halting Tabitha in a surprise attack that became playful to relax the blond, she pulled her back into Carl’s office, then to her cubicle. A quick explanation of a random test she approached Carl in whispers, “Can you keep Tabitha out of Josie’s class just today? Are there any Psyche tests that she can take? I know when I was in college studying, we had to randomly take those.”

“I’ll take care of it. I know where to find one online and print one out. I have your back.”

“You’re awesome. Thank you. Time for me to mingle. Keep your eyes open Carlos ... it’s going to get sexy.” She winks standing up to leave then peers at her desk, “Um? Carl? The reason for her... “ A hand rising to pause her Carl waved her out.

“I told you I have your back. Get the fuck out.”

Tabitha Martin sat there totally confused by what was happening. Luckily Carl made her more relaxed. M&M’s worked like a charm. Printing out the test took forever. Taking it even longer.

Prowling the halls to make herself useful Piper looked in on a few classrooms on the first floor. Knowing the elder faculty members would be a threat to her flamboyant personality she steered clear of them. Especially Edna Fromme’s Home Economics class. “No easy bake ovens for this Barbie.” She took one look in at Edna’s dull teaching style then turned heel and ran. First floor classes seemed lifeless, but it was early in the morning, and everyone was still trying to wake up. She knew Dewey and Roger would be fun, but she had already interfered in their classes. Fresh blood was what she craved, “Damn! Second floor is where the action is.” Up she went. Once reaching the top of the stairs she took her heels off and left them by the stairwell for silence’s sake. Stealth mode just seemed like fun especially today.

Peeking into Josie’s closed door she witnessed her bestie being ravaged by some girls. “Well now, good thing I stopped Reese on the way in and had him warn the other classmates, I’d be hijacking Tabitha so that they could have fun breaking down Josie’s walls. Bitch better thank me after she comes down from any multiple orgasms.”

She truly had no idea how far this would go, but had faith in Reese after yesterday, that and how much Josie bragged about her students being so cool. “I must have turned Josie on to girls. Where’s her penis butter cup Reese?” Not a single boy was in her field of sight at the moment, giving the girls space. “Good thing I pulled Tabitha aside and gave her a Psyche test or Josie would not be that overrun by tongues. You go girlfriend. Oh! Spoke too soon there’s Buttercup.” She spotted Reese with his dick out, “Mmm!” All it took was seeing other boys move in around Josie and her feasting fem’s to feel her presence was no longer required. Off she went.

Wanting to go straight to taunt Mimi Alexander with the bullet trigger she held off a bit longer to catch the girl off guard when she least expected it. Instead, she stepped further down the hall to Kevin Fowler’s Spanish class. Standing in the doorway she observed Kevin at his black board writing words in Spanish. Behind him his students yawned and had their heads in their hands. “Dang Kevin, you may need a Mariachi band to get these Muchacho’s from taking a siesta. Bueller? Bueller?” She giggled. “Time for me to play Anna Ferris Bueller.”

Deciding to rescue the kids as much as Kevin himself, she marched right in with hands on her hips, “Despertar a la mierda.” She belted out loudly making everyone including Kevin jump. “¿Quién quiere ver mis bragas?” Not a single student understood her. Only Kevin who bulged his eyes behind his thick rimmed glasses picked up on her dramatics.

He quickly realized that he was the only one who seemed to be grasping Piper’s exceptional Espanola. Otherwise, every boy there would have raised more than their hands at her offer to see her panties. “Damn! Not even one Taco lover? I feel so unwanted.” She chuckled with her arms extended to her sides like wings, “Let’s try this again.” She switches from English back to Spanish, “¿Quién quiere verme quitarme las bragas y dejar que tu maestro las huela?” Kevin Fowler nearly fainted, his face whiter than the chalk dust in his hand.

“I would.” A girl mused laughing.

“You understood what I said?” Piper winced.

“Si. Creo que seria divertido.”

“Wouldn’t it?” Piper laughed. The girl said it would be funny.

“Is this your only straight “A” student, Kevin?” Piper pointed at the girl, “Still getting acquainted with the students. What’s your name Chica?”

“Willow Treece.”

“Seriously? We might have to hang a piñata from your name.” The whole class chuckled; all of her life people had teased her over her name being so close to Willow Trees. Looking back at Kevin, Piper winked, “There’s our piñata let’s beat him with a stick and see if he’s full of it.”

“Counsellor? You’re...” He started shaking uncontrollably,...”disrupting my class.”

“Am I? The snores coming out of this classroom sounded like a swarm of killer bees crossing the border.” She immediately switched back to Spanish, “Mostrar algunas bolas amigo.” Again, only Willow understood and expressed a queer look, “Ewwww!”

“That was uncalled for Counsellor Cherry.” He grimaced.

“No te estaba diciendo que mostraras tus bolas literalmente.” Meaning, “I wasn’t telling you show your balls literally.” She had basically told Kevin to get some balls.

“Regardless, may I ask why you are here?”

“Someone has to wake the bebés.” She leers at the students pointing at her tits, “Amamantando a alguien?”

“What did she say?” A boy looked at Willow.

“She asked if any of us babies wanted to breast feed.” She giggled. Every hand in the class went sky high.

“Is that what I said?” Piper expressed shock, “Oopsie! Not today, I’m afraid.” Piper disappointed them, she of course knew exactly what she said, “Who besides Willow can tell Mister Fowler there in Spanish, that he thinks my burro is cute?” Better burro than ass considering.

“I’ll try...” A boy named Randy chimed in, “El burro contemplente SEXXXXXXYYYY!” He went full on accent to rounds of laughter, as well as donkey calls.

“Nice try.” Piper puckered her lower lip impressed by his attempt. “Anyone else wanna give that a shot?”

“Me correría en tu culo.” Spoke another boy with a sly grin telling her he would love to cum on her ass. Shots fired it was a Sexican standoff. Kevin pointed at him with a threatening index finger. Piper stepped up to him and deviated that point toward his own crotch. Further hysterics he yanked his hand from her grasp.

“Come again?” She smirked as the class busted up, “What are you teaching your students Kevin? You better tell Zorro there to wash his mouth out before I carve a Z in his tongue with his dull blade.” She winked at the boy and made a hand to ear motion mouthing “Call me.”

“That’s quite enough Victor.” Kevin scowled.

“Say it in Spanish Kevin.”

“Eso es suficiente Victor.” He applied his trade with a grimace.

“Never enough! Trust me.” She whispered back at Victor. “Anyone else want to try?”

The class suddenly came alive in Spanish that was actually pretty well spoken. She nodded her appreciation. With a hand motion toward Kevin, she gave him the floor. “All yours Poncho Viva. Oh, wait! Can I borrow you a minute?”

“I suppose.” He frowned and followed her out into the hallway, halfway between his class and Mimi’s Art class.

“Sorry about that. I was just trying to revive your class. I’m not telling you how to teach, all I’m saying is ... do things to liven it up more. Make them want to learn Spanish. Maybe bring in a sombrero and use it as a dunce cap, you don’t have to wear it, but you would look adorable. Wear a poncho or something to make them chuckle and feel as if you’re one of them. Trust me it all helps. Just ... try being artistic.” A sly pinky point toward Mimi’s art class emphasized her true intentions. She then opened her other palm to reveal something to him.

Poising the tiny pink remote belonging to Mimi, she handed it to Kevin who looked clueless. “Do me a favor? Press that button and hold it to the count of five.” Confused by her expectation he just shrugged and pressed it. Hearing a loud shrill yelp out of Mimi Alexander, Piper recited, “Un dólar, Dos dolares, Tres dólares, Cuatro dolares, Cinco dólares. Yep! She still has it in. Roger owes me mucho dinero. Have fun Kevin. I’ll buy you a pop at lunch with Roger’s money.” She stepped back toward Josie’s classroom door to watch the festivities within.