Episode 306 :sCURRYwart

Second to last class of the school day! Beginning salvo!

Chandra Mahkarti still had an upset tummy over her mystery, nay, misery meet with art teacher and resident house cat Mimi Alexander. Normally a preyed upon house mouse any other day, today she was the predator. The Hindi beauty was still bright red and hiding her face from her class and they hadn’t fully arrived yet. This day would haunt her forever. Now everyone had seen her engage in a bisexual endeavor and she wasn’t even bi. Not that it wasn’t erotic, but under pressure like it was with students preventing her escape and Mimi unrelenting to her pleas she felt shame. With Principal Carl Manley gone for the day she knew reporting it all would do no good. Warning Counsellor Cherry would have been smart but for some reason Chandra just could not bother the woman. Tomorrow she would speak with Carl. In the meanwhile she sat there contemplating her future.

“If my parents learn of today, I will be told to quit my job or be evicted from our home. They must never find out. Thankfully they will be leaving for Mumbai in the morning, and no one knows their phone numbers. I must act as if nothing has happened, or they will suspect and demand I tell them.” That meant here and now as well. Students filing in seemed in good spirits waving at her with warm friendly smiles. “They must know. How could they not? Perhaps they are merely showing me respect knowing I had no choice but to endure.” Deep breath she noted Travis Herbert swooping in like a nerdy Casanova to sit directly in front of her desk.

“Sup?” A sly tongue wag she flared her eyes and looked away with a subtle whimper. Another deep breath she returned her gaze and pointed at him to behave, followed by a wink. He could tell something was wrong by her bashful reaction. Not one person had let Perbert in on what they had seen in the cafeteria. Frankly, not many in this particular class had been witness. They were more focused on the spectacles of Dakota McKellen’s stunt at her locker and the Boston Loggers manhandling a number of teachers right in front of them. Cell cameras everywhere captured much of all that Josie, Mavis, Jaye, and even recluse Mallory Unger had gone through. At the moment Chandra was crawling under the radar. “You, all right?”

“I am fine!”

“Can I get another ride home?”

“You may!” Again, a point to behave. With a creased brow he nodded and dug into his book bag for his notebook and pen. Watching him in thought Chandra fidgeted over her predicament. “I cannot deny him, even if he should find out what I did. He will fawn over me, yet I know he will get quite turned on. Mister Perbert is so very predictable.” A sudden smile she sighed. “I do not know how I have let him in as much as I have. He has seen more of me than anyone outside of my mommah when she bathed me as a child or showed me how to deal with my period. I get so warm inside around him. Yet, to give into him fully would be very bad. I must slow down and try to behave.” She even pointed at herself before a smirk. “I am so very silly.”

Last three in class Neo Pryor, Hoyt Rollins, and Dillon Kirkpatrick made certain they were watching something on their cellphones. Looking up at Chandra they all waved at her as if nothing was amiss. She knew Dillon had footage of her orgasm therefore she bit her lip out of worry. His cell muted, Dillon stood directly behind Travis and shared his cell video of Chandra. She wanted to vomit right then and there. Looking beyond Dillon she noted Neo and Hoyt sharing their cells with other students. Suppressing tears to appear brave she stood up and walked to her classroom door and closed it.

“Cellphones put away please.”

“Awww, maaan! We were watching Mimi and that Jeremy Rebble guy. That dude is bad ass.” Neo groaned and dared to pose the video toward Chandra.

“I do not need to see that. Put it away.”

“Yeah, Perbert! Put it away!” Hoyt laughed! “We saw you drooling over Sable by Dakota’s locker. They lit her ass up like it was a ChristmASS tree.”

“Wasn’t Sable!” Travis rolled his eyes flipping him off over his shoulder.

“You sure?”

“Positive! I know my girl anywhere.” HAHAHAHA! Surrrre! Blind as a bat wearing a blindfold in the dark. Looking at Chandra, Travis slyly pointed at her like a charmer. She swallowed dryly over his actions.

“Mister Herbert thinks of me as his girl.” Thoughts spoke! “Oh, my! I must sit down before I swoon.” Returning to her desk she endured even more before she maintained order. Looking at Dillon, she saw him licking his cell screen like an idiot. “He attempts to lick me as Mimi did. I am helpless here. He will abuse this, and I will never hear the end.”

“You guys see the video of Mavis Hale getting pounded over her desk?” Chuck Manning spoke up, sharing video of the zebra screaming her head off over the muscular male stripper who invaded her classroom. Well, to be fair the zebra dress was on her desk. She was on the floor. “Man alive! Never in a million years would I have pictured her to let that happen. I sure hope her husband doesn’t find out. He’s a detective.”

“What about Unger? Mallory is just as unexpected.” Stacy Welman brought her up. “That guy treated her like a dog. Just like Mavis, I would have never thought Mallory would stoop that low. Isn’t that rape?”

Chandra bulged her eyes over hearing of Mallory, her class was next door right on the other side of the wall. Ouch! Too close to home! No wonder she heard her cries but thought nothing of it in her own humiliation. The poor woman! First low blood sugar, now this. “I will check on her after class.”

“Not how I hear it.” Stuart Delaney chimed in. “She was panting like a pooch and begging for it. I can prove it I have video.” Shared to those who was curious enough.

“Same with Jaycya! Dude! Her black ... uhhh ... ebony ass is amazing.” Hank Bloomberg caught himself not wanting to sound racist. “I think you got off the hook today, Miss Mahkarti.”

“That will be quite enough.” She insisted then saw Dillon shaking his head and mouthing, “Never enough!” Showing her the cafeteria video again he wagged his tongue at it from the side. Pointing at her he nodded then licked his finger. She knew then and there that Dillon was intent on blackmail. “I am doomed! I must seek help from Mister Manley. Let him handle Mister Kirkpatrick. I must teach before this goes any further.” Nervously she stood back up and walked around her desk. “I must insist upon order. Cellphones put away or I will forbid them in class from this day forward.”

“COUGHeteria!” Dillon blurted! People looked at him queerly, but he did shut his cell video off to put it in his pocket. Everyone seated, Chandra smoothed out her skirt and began class.

“Let us continue what we learned yesterday. We had great fun giving examples of technology that has boosted the economy. Who would like to start?”

“I will.” Andrea Beckett couldn’t sit there listening to all the gossip any longer. After stewing over how to keep both Nathan Lowe and Beau Hunter she needed a breather. “Disgracebook! Social media! It’s bonkers how much that sight reveals. Isn’t that illegal?”

“Quit complaining!” Neo rolled his eyes. “All of these videos are on there by now. Ancient history.” Chandra palmed her mouth hearing Neo. She hadn’t thought of that because she had never once ventured into that despicable realm. Facebook Gone Wild, the site was a copycat for porn. Unknown to everyone only Nashville sponsored such extreme videos. Outside the city it was censored by Watchtower hackers running the database to prevent any problems with the FCC.

Now overseas? That was a different story. Everyone was classified as porn stars and moolah was pouring in. Slick trick Watchtower! No wonder you were so rich and powerful behind the scenes. Sadly, even Andrea Beckett was a hit in the Netherlands. Her adventures at McRonald’s alongside Mimi Alexander had over a billion hits. Woohoo! As if she saw a penny of that wealth. Now her mother was earning a profit while also in the dark.

“Still! It makes everyone look bad.” Andi resisted! “How long before the cops come busting in on us and arrest people?” She knew she would escape that wrath. According to her friends in the POPO.

“Shit goes on that site fast.” Hoyt furthered the stress, “I saw a video of that girl who blew the guy in the camo truck this morning. Too bad it never showed her face because of her dress. Sweet ass though I’ll give her that.” Andrea flared her eyes then grinned. Yay her! Nay Hoyt! Eww!

“Let us move on please. A very good example Miss Beckett. Anyone else?”

“Wet Wipes and Jergens lotion.” Neo laughed! “Perbert probably has those in bulk.”

“Windex to clean his windows.” Dillon added! Having watched Sable McKellen pressed up against the Herbert’s picture window the Terrible Trio nutted on the glass while Travis knelt down behind her eating her pussy. The dumbass had no idea!

“His mommy cleans up after him.” Neo dug the knife deeper.

“That will be enough.” Chandra clapped her hands. “I am quite tired of how you boys bully Mister Herbert. I forbid any further comments that insult him. How would you like it if it were you?”

“I’d punch their lights out.” Neo grew bold.

“I can do that.” Trav jumped up fists clenched. Out of nowhere the entire class busted up. They all knew Travis Herbert was all talk and verbal spark. He would get his ass kicked in thirty seconds. Moving behind him Chandra gripped his shoulders and held him back. Her breasts crushing into him quickly soothed the savage beast. Oh, that felt nice! Both of them trembled at their sensations. “You’re lucky Chandra’s holding me back.” He then whispered over his shoulder. “Hold me tighter.” Growling under her breath she released him with a pat to his bicep.

“Be seated before you hurt yourself.”

“Awww, maaan! I can take him.”

“SIT!”

“That guy who tackled Mallory Unger said that too.” Stacy Welman giggled! “She did!” Overlooked, everyone was more intent on the agitation between Neo and Perbert. “Fine! I’ll just roll over and play dead.” Not a single person acknowledged her. Dog Day Afternoon!

Seated, Travis looked up at Chandra and noticed nipple hard-on poking through her dress. He just knew that was because of him. “Let us continue in a civilized manner if you please.” For the next ten minutes things appeared to relax. Chandra hoped the worst was over. Sure!

Prowling her class as she did most days feeling as if that kept enthusiasm going when discussing topics pertaining to lesson strategy, Chandra stepped next to Dillon while rambling. Stupid move on her part she turned to point at Sherry Welch over an answer. Body hidden behind Chandra and no one looking he took the biggest risk of his day and slid his hand up between her legs and teased her labia. The shock of being touched she turned in a hurry and glared at him, afraid to make a scene. Holding up his notebook she read what Dillon had written. “Let’s go use the bathroom. Act normal or I put the video on Disgracebook. I bet your parents would love seeing you in action.” Eyes wide she departed trembling with each step toward her desk.

At the front she turned to act cordial then saw Dillon raise his hand. Everyone noticed him it was impossible to hide in his waving frantically. “Yes, Mister Kirkpatrick?”

“Bad timing, I know, but can I go take a leak?”

“You may!” She waved him toward the door. Jumping up the treacherous lad eyed her for as long as he could until deviating toward the hallway. Once out in the hall he stood defiant and pointed toward the restrooms some eighty feet to his left. Keeping her class unaware she asked another question then paused. “Continue please! Miss Beckett? Will you maintain order, I believe I too require a potty break.” A thumbs up from Andi, by far her best student even on her worst days she assumed the role of Mistress of the Mayhem. As if anyone listened to her.