Thursday Afternoon: Drama

Thursday Afternoon: Drama

Allison smiled as they finally reached the door. She darted through and made her way to the seats up front.

“So I see part of the principal’s memo may have come true. You two obviously inspired the idiots chanting ‘Choose me sex deities’. So, one question remains – did you intend to inspire them to this point, or are they simply being mindless high school sheep?”

I’m guessing now we’re supposed to be agents of intended chaos through worship.

Mrs. Sneider’s question would seem to imply that Ally. “Do you honestly think we want this kind of attention Nancy? It was bad enough when I was merely the Sex God ... and this is all kinds of ridiculous.”

She grinned. “I didn’t think you two were the plotting type. Anyway, how long have had that particular name Emanuel? More importantly, did you do anything to earn it?”

Emanuel paused in thought for a moment, then responded. “A friend of mine on the team started it about two years ago. He meant it as an innocent jest at the time – the closest I’d come to sex of any type was making out. Following my first two exes though, it quickly spread outside of the team. The Program hasn’t done anything to cool its use either – if anything, my actions may have finally earned me the name.”

“And you Allison? Based on your blush, I’m guessing the name is new.”

“Only an hour old at this point. I imagine it came about because of what I’ve done to Manny.”

Her eyes lit up. “Oh? Not just for dating him? What have you done sexually that has been so phenomenal?”

“Well ... from what I’ve seen, Manny is normally quite quiet. I managed to make him scream. And I suppose knocking him out with an orgasm, even if it was only for less than a minute, is still something of a feat.”

“You’re being far too humble. I’ve had my suspicions that it was possible to knock a man out cold that way, but I’ve never managed to succeed. And I’ve been told I’m quite good.” Allison watched her turn toward Emanuel. “I heard a very loud male scream last period. I don’t suppose that was you?”

Emanuel nodded meekly. “She’s very good at what she does.”

She chuckled. “I’ll take your word on that. Anyway, if that’s the way this developed, I wouldn’t count on it dissipating for quite a while.”

“We’ve come to that realization already. It would either take us graduating and getting away from Split-river for twenty years, or someone better to come along” he replied.

“You’re wrong about the first route. You two will be legends for a long time, particularly if you win those awards Ms. Frauhold has you up for. As for the second, I’ve met a few people with skills on your level – and they’ve been practicing for decades. With your raw talent, age can only make you more legendary.”

“More legendary? That’s the last thing I want. Is there any way help that fade Nancy?”

She shook her head. “Not that I can think of Emanuel. Suddenly down playing your skills will only get you labeled as fakes, and lasting fame is better than lasting infamy.” She glanced at the memo. “Anyway, I’m satisfied that this memo is merely slander on the Principal’s part.”

“May we see the memo in its entirety? I don’t know how the Principal keeps coming up with something new each time, but I’d argue that she has a very creative mind.”

Nancy raised her eyebrows for a moment, then turned back toward Emanuel. “So my memo isn’t the only one? What’s happened to the others?”

“Most of them are in Mr. Litski’s hands, and we’d like to give him the rest by the end of the day. She’s playing a very dangerous game with the student body, and if we can help stop that game, it would be wrong of us to do nothing.” Let’s not forget that you were supposed to be one of her guinea pigs Ally.

True. She didn’t count on your interference though.

It’s a good thing she didn’t.

“I had intended on seeing what the Vice-Principal had to say about this anyway, and you two delivering it will save me the walk and the time.” She handed it to Emanuel.

Apparently not. “Thank you Nancy. I can’t believe how outlandish these are getting.” I’m guessing that the last memo will claim that the Vice-Principal is somehow in cahoots with us.

That makes logical sense.

“Will either of you be needing relief today, or can we get straight to today’s play once the rest of the class gets in?”

Are you okay from last period precious?

Nope ... considering how you teased me last period, why bother asking?

He smiled. “I’m good, but I believe Allison could use some.”

Allison nodded her head. Please don’t knock me out again.

Okay. Was I imagining the disappointment on her face by my answer?

So I wasn’t misreading.

“You may start as soon as the bell rings.”

Allison led Emanuel to their seats. I think the class is doing their hall thing again sweetheart.

You could remind Nancy about what she can do under the Program rules. Their behavior is disruptive to class after all.

True. Allison quietly stood and made her way to the front. “You know Nancy, you have every right to temporarily draft the entire class into the Program whenever they do that. You may want to start with nakedness for the period though, and then go from there if anyone becomes really disruptive.” she whispered.

A smile slowly crossed her face. “You may want sit back down before I make use of this information” Nancy whispered back. Allison nodded, and sat down in one of the class facing chairs. “Anybody who is not in the room by the time the bell rings will spend the entirety of the class naked.”

The doorway was suddenly jammed with students trying to force their way in. Okay, so I understand why you sat down precious, but why there?

So that we can waste as little time as possible once the bell rings. I want you to have as much of the five minutes as possible.

Then I should just sit next to you, shouldn’t I?

Indeed. Oh, how much of the class do you think can make it through the door in the next thirty seconds?

Emanuel quickly stood. Maybe another quarter of it. She smiled as Emanuel grabbed a pillow from the desk, and knelt in front of her. Might as well waste no time if we can.

I like the way you think. I think I’ll keep you. How much more time?

Five seconds. Any requests?

Yeah. Could you play with my breasts a bit, and do that thing with my areola?

Gladly. He smiled as the bell rang.

“Okay ... the rest of you entering strip as soon as your inside, and bring your clothing up to me. Emanuel, you can start.”

Emanuel began to lightly trace his fingertips around her breasts. This wasn’t ... what I had ... in mind.

No, but your breathing says it’s working just as I had hoped. She gasped as his mouth became level with her left nipple, and he began to lick around it.

“Mrs. Sneider! He’s covering her breast!” a student complained.

“Strip now Lenny. Any more complaints about how they approach their relief will extend that punishment for the rest of the day, and then beyond.”

Keep that up, but ... please ... finger me...

As you wish. Allison felt Emanuel insert two fingers inside her. Her first moans began as he bent them and began to move them.

Manny ... are you ... aware that some of the naked girls are ... fingering themselves?

Really? Interesting. His eyes smiled as his tongue licked its way to her right areola, and begin to lick around it. She gasped as an orgasm began to build.

I’m so close ... don’t stop!

Not until my five minutes is up.

Allison felt her eyes close as the orgasm peaked and exploded over her. Please ... eat me. His fingers slowed down, and were gently pulled out as his mouth began to kiss its way down her body.

As you wish. He looked up from in front of her crotch, and she began to moan again as his tongue began to work its magic.

Why ... are they ... coming so close ... together now?

Probably because you were so horny before. No more questions like that now ... I want you to just enjoy it all.

Allison gasped again as his tongue briefly touched her clit. Okay ... you don’t need to tell me twice. A low scream begin to build in her as the second orgasm began to crash through her.

Emanuel

Emanuel glanced up at the clock as Allison’s fourth orgasm hit. There should be time for one more. He smiled; Allison began moving her hips again.

So good ... I don’t think ... I can take much more.

Emanuel smiled inside, and began to hum softly. He listened as her screams began again, louder than they were before. Are you...

“Yes, and don’t you dare” she paused to breathe “stop!”

I wouldn’t dream of stopping. Her muscles contracted once more as her legs grabbed his head. He looked up a moment later, just as she let out an almost deafening scream. And here we go... He felt her whole body shake as the warm liquid began to fill his mouth. “MANNY!” she screamed as a dozen other female voices screamed. Wait ... did I just do what I think I did?

Her body begin to relax. Yes, you are now a conductor of orgasms. We’ll never be rid of our titles now.

Actually, I may have just earned a new one.

What gives you that idea?

Just the look in Nancy’s eyes.

“Wow ... that was quite a five minutes ... maestro. I’m sure the class is wondering...”

Allison sat up. “How many times I orgasmed? I lost track at three.”

“It looked like at least five” one of the naked girls in the front row replied.

Is she right?

Yeah Ally, that last one seemed like number five. Unless there were a few smaller ones that I couldn’t tell happened. Anyway, are you okay to stand up?

I could use some help.

Emanuel stood up, and held out a hand for Allison. “So, what play are we doing today Nancy?”

“‘Around thrice more’, by Frank O’Nell. He’s one of the more famous playwrights from this century. The play is a semi-autobiographical piece, written during about several of his relationships.” She got up and began handing out print-outs. “We’ll be dealing with the first act for the rest of the week, and then starting on the second act next week.” She glanced at the class. “I’ll need a few volunteers for a moment.”

A dozen hands went up. Most of them are clothed though Ally.

Except for the three girls. I suspect they actually want to be naked.

“That’ll do. I need you three boys to bring five seats up with you, and put three of them in line over there, with two facing that line. You’ll all sit, and” she pointed to one of the girls “you’ll lay on top of their legs. You four represent the bar.”

“Does it matter which way?” the girl replied.

“Face down is preferable, but face up will work. The four of you will make a pair of windows with your arms, one by the board, and one near the actual windows. You...” she pointed to one of the guys “will be a lamp standing near where Allison and Emanuel are seated now. The rest of you will be the door, in-between the bar and where Emanuel and Allison are.”

“Which of us are the frame, and who is the actual door itself?” one of the boys asked.

“Ms. Larae will be the door itself. You two will stand back to back, about an arms length apart. Ms. Larae will stand against one of you with her arms out, her hands touching the other one. Okay, assume positions.”

They took their positions. Emanuel noted that the ‘bar girl’ was face up. “No Ms. Larae, you need to be back to back with the other boy. Your hands are your hinges. Now, I also need two other readers – one will be the bartender, and the other will be Mary.” She pointed to a boy and girl. “You’re roles should be obvious. Emanuel, you will be reading Franco, and Allison will read Annette. Start at the beginning of Act one.”

Emanuel opened the packet to the appropriate page. It looks like we start at the bar. He got up, and sat in the right hand chair in front of the bar.

Well, you do anyway sweetheart. I come in a little later.

“Everyone in position and ... action!”

“What’ll it be today Franco?”

“Jack on the rocks” he said, then paused. “Make that a double.”

The boy reach under the ‘bar’, brought up a pretend glass, and begin pouring into it. “What happened this time? You normally wait at least an hour before pulling a double.”

I think he touched her butt as he did that.

And she looks like she liked it precious. “Met that girl Pam the other night. What a disaster.”

“How bad?” the boy asked, placing the ‘glass’ on top of one of the girl’s small breasts.

“Gulf oil-spill bad. I don’t mind the crazy ones, just so long as they don’t show their baggage on the first date.”

“How much baggage?”

Emanuel took a chug of the ‘drink’, then placed it back on the girl’s stomach. “Enough to bury a large elephant. She was one of those clingy types, not to mention the crazy ex still being around.”

“Oh? When did he show up?” the boy replied, pretending to wet a rag.

“Not he, she. And about half-way through the date. See this black eye?” he noted, pointing to his eye.

The boy nodded his head. “Yeah. A gift I’m guessin’” the boy said, as he began to wipe down the ‘bar’.

The girl moaned as the boy’s hand brushed her breasts. “Yeah, precisely. I’d swear she was a body builder, just from that punch alone.” He picked up the ‘glass’ and drank the rest of it. “Gimme another double.”

The boy mixed another ‘drink’ and place it on the girl’s breast. I think she wants you to touch her.

Are you okay with that?

Yeah.

“Thanks” he said, picking up the ‘drink’, letting his hand briefly touch the breast as he did. “I just wish I could find a normal girl for once. Not one of these crazies.” He took a chug of the ‘drink’, placed it down on the breast, and let his hand rest on the ‘drink’.

A moan came from the ‘door’ as Allison stepped through it. “Hey, that one’s kinda cute.”

“Don’t even ... She’s a bag of trouble you want nothin’ to do with.”

“How do you know?”

“I’ve heard most of her stories too. Leave that one be.”

Emanuel picked up his ‘drink’ again, and downed the rest of it. “Okay. One more, and I’ll switch to somethin’ else.” He put down the ‘glass’; the boy grabbed the girl’s breast as he picked it up, and mixed one more double. The girl smiled as the new ‘drink’ was placed down.

“You’re early Annie, what’ll it be?” the boy asked as Allison sat down next to him.

“The usual” she replied.

The boy grabbed another ‘glass’, poured something into it, and held it by the girl’s other breast.