Episode 317: bRAIN dRAIN (go away!)

“I should not have done what I did with, Mister Herbert. I am so very weak.”

Leaving Hooter’s Crossing subdivision teacher Chandra Mahkarti was regretting her lustful temptations. Having only minutes ago sucked Travis Herbert’s dick the decision had her anxiety on high. Still reeling over the despicable student Dillon Kirkpatrick’s blackmail scheme, she was oddly insatiable. Nerves were soaring yet she found adrenalin her new ally.

“What am I to become? I know that Mister Kirkpatrick means what he says. He is so very evil. If I do not obey his every command, he will show my parents what transpires at school. I will be forever disowned. A pariah!” Traffic at least was not as bad as expected so that was a plus in calming her stress level. “After his blackmail demands and my fondness for Travis get to me, I let myself go too far. Travis will now think I am in love with him. Perhaps I am, I am so very lonely, and he is always there to make me smile. If only he were older and did not have a girlfriend. If he were graduated and on his own, then it would not look so badly. It is frowned upon for a teacher to ... what am I saying ... Josie and Mimi, Mavis and Jaycya I have learned, all break the rules of conduct. Yet I have more to lose. My family is so old-fashioned they will not accept it if I were to see a student. I would bring shame to their doorstep.” No tears, she was tougher than she let on.

“I have one month to figure out how to avoid my mommah and poppah from learning of my stupidity. If only I do not make matters worse. Who am I jesting with, I am doomed. Dillon will abuse me. He has already insisted that I begin teaching in the nude like Josie. How can I do that and not start further rumors. More video will be taken to use against me in the future. Why must I endure such things? I am a good person.”

Deep breathing techniques employed she shook off her negativity the best she could. The problem was, the more she drove the deeper her fantasies crept. “Mister Herbert ... why must I always refer to him as such. Travis is so very sweet. Our perversions are quite compatible.” Changeable as the wind! “At least with my parents flying to Mumbai I will have the house to myself. I can cope with my emotions without them asking questions. Yes, this is quite positive.” Until she recalled all of the cameras in her home. Her father was very suspicious of the world and wanted to feel safe and secure. “I will turn them off until bedtime. Hopefully, he will not check on our home while away.” A cellphone application allowed access to their cameras. So intrusive!

“There is an adult bookstore.” She looked to her left while waiting on a stoplight. One very popular one today it seemed. “Right Turn Clyde, such a whimsical name.” She found the Orangutang artwork on the windows adorable. Perverted but charming! “Just like Travis.” She cooed briefly. “I told mommah I had errands. I wanted to buy Travis something for his birthday to go with the cake I had Edna bake. Yes, I will make time.”

Forced to go down further for a block she switched lanes and turned around in order to drive back to Clyde’s. Pulling in she noticed a woman leaving with a huge grin on her face. “Many bags! She must have someone to impress.” That she did. The woman leaving was Diana Ramshaw, the sister-in-law of Principal Carl Manley. Small world even if she had no idea who Diana was. “I wish to impress someone.” A pout led her to abandon her car and make her way inside. They did wave at one another just to be friendly.

At the front door Chandra held her breath with sweaty palms. Without cleaning her hands after jerking and blowing Travis Herbert off, her hands were faintly sticky adding to the perspiration. Noticing she looked at her reflection in the glass and realized her unsanitary approach. A swift glance at her fingers she actually spotted something she had not counted on.

“Goodness! I think I stole one of Mister Herbert’s pubic hairs.” A giggle over her negligence she plucked it up and prepared to flick it from her fingertips. Looking at what she referred to as Ape artwork on the glass she had to laugh. “Monkey business does not stray far from home it seems.” Instead of discarding the hair she put it inside her purse. A keepsake! Morbid, but sure! She was a closet pervert herself.

Entering the establishment with a jingle she was met just inside by owner and high-paid Cop Shop employee Clyde Gerber. Cleaning supplies in hand he simply smiled vividly and admired the sparkle in her eyes. “Afternoon Young Lady! Just yell if you need any help finding anything. No need to be shy I promise I won’t judge you.” A wink of friendship he went behind his counter to stash his Windex and towels.

“Thank you, Kind Sir. If I must be truthful, I do not know what I am searching for.”

“Well, you just explore and feel free to ask questions, no matter the topic. That’s what I’m here for.” He leaned over the glass counter space. “What exactly brought you, my way?”

“Curiosity, I suppose.” She stared at him a moment then opted to trust the man. “I want to buy a birthday present for a special young man. Yet, I feel quite out of my league.”

“Young man, you say? Coming of age I presume?”

“Yes! Eighteen in another week.”

“Coming into his sexual prime, is he? Sorry, if I sound like I’m prying.”

“As am I, I am afraid. May I trouble you for some advice?”

“Sure, you can. Trust me young lady you are not the first to need a bit of elder guidance. What’s on your mind?”

“Well!” She blushed heavily! “I gave my first ever blowjob before I arrived here. I would like a facsimile penis if you please. This big should you sell one.” She showed him the rough size of Travis Herbert’s cock by using her fingers.

“Five inches looks like. Are you sure you didn’t give him his birthday present already?” He smirked and put his palms up as if to calm any aggression. Chandra nibbled a nail, that sparkle in her eyes returning. “I’ll take that expression as a yes. You can relax, like I said I’m not judging you. If it was good for the both of you that is all that counts.”

“I cannot believe I just admitted this to a perfect stranger. I am most ashamed!”

“You just stop right there, Missy. There is no shame in it if you felt right enough to do it.”

“It was quite unexpected. I have only been with one man, but I am quite alone. He and I have not gone any further.”

“The birthday boy?”

“Dare I admit ... yes.”

“At seventeen? How old are you?”

“I have made a grievous error. I must go. Thank you for your time.” She panicked, expecting him to call the police for molesting a teenager.

“Whoa there! I’m not getting after you. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen, she was 34.” He laughed! “My high school teacher if you can believe that.”

“Oh my! Yes, I can. I too am a teacher. I see and hear things that haunt me.”

“Ahhh! Yep! I know all about the schools in these parts. I hate to say it but some of those teachers frequent me here and I’ve only been open a month.” As recommended by the local police department in their outreach program to corrupt the schools, hell, the entire city.

“They do?”

“What goes on in Nashville, stays in Nashville. I refuse to say a word to anyone what you do with your life. I say have fun. Those teachers sure are. The strip club dancers do good business with me as well. College students gone wild.” He laughed then noticed a limo pull up outside. Gnashing his teeth, he hurried to guide Chandra away from seeing the naked woman wearing a leather hood over her face ready to climb out of the back compartment. Darcy Beckett as assisted by Charli her chauffeur driver was relinquished of her hood and allowed to breath. Her hair sweaty and a complete mess from her confinement Darcy looked like a wild woman uncaged.

“You did very well, Miss Beckett. I’m Charlene but you can call me Charli. On occasion I’ll be driving you around for escort jobs.”

“Who were my clients earlier?” She limbered up enough from kneeling to crawl out of the cabin.

“I’m afraid I can’t indulge that information. Just like seeing a shrink it’s doctor, patient confidentiality. I hope you understand. To be honest I should have left your hood on until I left but I could tell you were suffering from the sweat build up beneath it. I had sympathy knowing the neckline was locked. I trust our meeting in person stays between us. I only offered my name because you and I will be inadvertently working together going forward.”

“Thanks for caring. Do I need my clothes?”

“That’s up to you. You must already know that you can walk naked anywhere you want and not face any charges.”

“That sounds amazing, but I do have to protect my marriage too. If my husband learned I was not just an escort but a free spirit I’d be divorced in a month. I don’t want my daughter to think badly of me either. It’s pretty intimidating to be honest.”

“Understood! From what I understand your clothing and purchases are inside with the store owner. Keys in your car.”

“Okay! Thank you, Charli. When should I expect to hear from you again?”

“I’ve been told only after the weekend. From what I gather you have plans of your own.”

“Correct! That’s a relief, I don’t know what I would tell my daughter and her friends.”

Limo door closed Charli smiled brightly at her passenger. “Have a good weekend and enjoy your ten grand.” The wages were staggering to Darcy’s thoughts. “Good luck, Ms. Beckett.” Standing next to her car Darcy opened her door and tossed her hood inside. Waving goodbye to Charli left her helpless in her nudity. Taking a deep breath, she marched up onto the sidewalk and into Right Turn Clyde’s.

“Another customer!” Clyde confessed knowing who it was. “These here are all I have concerning the male genitalia. You decide which one best suits your needs. Let me touch base with my new customer and I’ll be right back.”

“Thank you so very much, Mister Gerber.”

Leaving Chandra Mahkarti in a rush Clyde hurried to intercept Darcy before she paraded through looking for him. A pause of hands he put a finger to his lips and led her back to his front counter. “How did it go?”

“Do you know what I did?”

“Pretty good idea seeing that limo. Cops escorting you out earlier had me worried. You, okay?”

“I’m wonderful! I need a shower though.” She giggled! “Do you have my things?”

“Sure do! Duck back here and put your dress on, I have a customer. A teacher even.”

“Oh, really? Which school?”

“I didn’t learn that part. She looks either Pakistani or Indian.”

“I wonder! One of my daughter’s favorite teachers is from India. I believe her name was Chandra.”

“She knows my name, but I don’t know hers. I think she’s a little skittish over being in here. Pretty inexperienced from what she said.” He watched Darcy slip her dress on over her head and smooth out the material.

“My hair looks horrendous after wearing that hood for almost two hours.” Using a tiny mirror on a sunglass spindle she primped her mane the best she could. “It is what it is. Clyde?” She brightened up, “I just made ten grand for two hours. Oh, my God! Let me pay you for my dresses.”

“No can do! The POPO covered you.”

“That was nice of Joey and Ross. I will definitely be back to visit. Thank you for being so kind to me.”

“Anytime! I’m always here for you, Youngster.” A brisk hug Darcy stepped out from behind the counter just in time to encounter Chandra.

“Hello, Mrs. Beckett.”

Twirling in step with her bags Darcy smiled brightly. “Why hello there! Chandra, right?”

“Yes! Chandra Mahkarti. I hope you do not tell Andrea that you found me here.”

“I won’t tell her if you don’t tell her you saw me here either.” A zipping of lips shared the ladies giggled. “What brings you here? Wait! That’s entirely your business.”

“A birthday gift.”

“Oh? For the McKellen twins?”

“Yes! And Mister Herbert. I feel sorry for him.”

“I see. Don’t forget Andi’s birthday is in a month.” Wink! Wink!

“I will keep her in mind. You have many bags. When did you have time to shop?”

“Oh! I forgot my purse, so I had to run home for it in order to pay Clyde here.” Nice job! Smart lady!

“Ah! Well, I will not keep you.”

“Gifts to wrap! Dinner to prepare. It was nice seeing you again, Chandra.”

“As it was for me in seeing you.”

“Sorry it took me so long to make it back, Clyde. You have a wonderful store here.”

“No problemo! Hurry back!” He kept it cordial. Darcy waved at Chandra one last time then left the store. Chandra in her curiosity knew that the car she was getting into was here long before Darcy made her return. Something was amiss. Shrugging it off Chandra heard her cell ping. Checking it while Clyde looked out the door waving at Darcy’s departure, she noted the number as unknown, but the text made it very clear who it was.

“Mister Kirkpatrick! He demands a nude picture of me right this very minute.” Her heart stopped knowing she was put on the spot. “I have five minutes to comply.” Looking up in a hurry she asked Clyde an important question. “Would you have a public restroom?”

“Sure do!” He led her into the back room and showed her a small cubicle style powder room.

“Thank you so very much.” Entering swiftly, she realized that there was no lock on the door. With no time to stress over it Chandra removed her dress and snapped the best picture she could in the tight quarters. Sending it to her regret she pouted. It only took a minute to get a reply.

“The lighting sucks and I only see half of you. You can do better than this. Find someone to take the picture. Now you owe me two. Full frontal and that sweet ass of yours. I’ll be generous, you have eight minutes.”

“Uggggh! I HATE YOU!” She lost her cool.

“Everything okay in there, Missy?” Clyde heard her outburst.

“What do I do now? I know Dillon will do as he says. The boy is ruthless.” Daring to open the bathroom door she peeked around it at Clyde standing sideways, hands in his pockets. “Forgive me, Mister Clyde.”

“For what?”

“I fear I must ask a favor that puts me in a shameful light.”

“No one here but us, what can I do for you?” She had to think fast.