Thursday Afternoon: Home Economics

Thursday Afternoon: Home Economics

Well done precious. And that talk allowed us to make it to Home Ecc unscathed and early.

You’d think the student body would be more interested in two naked girls.

Guess not. It is Thursday though, that may be playing a part in it.

“Anyway, thanks counselor. I look forward to being your door tomorrow.”

Gee, so now I’ve obtained a new title as well?

What makes you think maestro is going to stick?

Trust me, it will. “See you tomorrow then.”

“Well maestro? I have a notice you may want a look at.”

Did Mrs. Lesummer just call me maestro?

Yes Manny, she did. Let’s not keep her waiting.

Emanuel silently made his way into the classroom and dropped off his bag before walking to the front. “So, what does her memo say this time?”

“I suspected this wouldn’t be the first. Particularly when her errand-girl said it was for my eyes only.”

“Her errand-girl?”

“Yeah. I think her name is Pamela. It’s funny though ... she was clothed a few days ago, but since yesterday she’s been naked.”

Emanuel shook his head in disbelief. “My ex is the Principal’s errand-girl? And she’s had the position for a few days now?”

“Yes. Since Monday in fact.” She paused in thought for a moment. “Wait ... she’s the man-killer?”

Emanuel shook his head. “Yes. How long ago did she deliver this memo?”

“About five minutes ago. You must have just missed her.”

Crap. She could have over heard the counselor bit.

Yeah ... and Benerdon would be a fool not to try to use that against us.

Fortunately, we can spin that to our advantage as well. “Could we see this memo? The rest have been slanderous lies, and I expect this one isn’t any different.”

“Out of curiosity Emanuel, would you be wanting to deliver this one to Mr. Litski? Because that would give the memo some credence.”

“Well, yes. We’ve passed most of the memos onto him already. He’s going to use them as evidence of the game she’s been playing.”

“Oh? And what other evidence does he have?”

“A large stack of papers from Ms. Luden. I’m guessing she’s claimed Mr. Litski is our accomplice in taking over the school?”

“Right on target. But, I think I’d like to hold onto it until the end of the period. If you can prove the other part of it false, then I’ll let you have it.”

Emanuel glanced up at the clock as others started to enter the class room.

Is the bell due to ring soon?

Yeah precious.

The final person entered as the bell rang. “Good afternoon class. Before you all take a look at today’s recipe, would either Emanuel or Allison like relief?”

I’m good Manny, but if you’re ready for more, I’d like some more play time.

Sounds good to me. “I’d like some.”

“Any volunteers to help him?” Emanuel watched a few hands go up. “You’re going to choose Allison, aren’t you?”

“Yes Mrs. Lesummer. She’s simply the best.”

“Very well. You two have five minutes.”

He smiled and brought Allison up to the front. Are you planning on taking your time precious?

If by that you mean stall and tease, no. That’ll wait for tomorrow. Emanuel sat down and smiled as she knelt down in front of him. Yummy ... a delicious treat.

Emanuel began to open his mouth as Allison swallowed his entire penis in one motion. How’d you do that?

Don’t know. All I do know is that I wanted to try. Why, complaining?

No ... merely surprised.

That’s what I thought. Emanuel gasped as Allison began to hum. I guess you weren’t fully hard yet. Oh well. He smiled as she began to slowly raise and lower her head. Tell me when you’re close.

Okay. You’ve become really good at this.

It’s fun. Emanuel closed his eyes and began to focus on the sensations.

I’m almost there precious.

Cum for me.

“Cumming!”

He smiled as Allison took the first few shots in her mouth, then suddenly pulled it off and pointed his penis at her breasts. This way I get to taste you, and get your cum where I want it.

Emanuel smiled, leaned down, and kissed her.

“Eww ... didn’t he just?”

“Jennifer, is there something wrong with kissing your significant other after they’ve done something nice for you?”

Emanuel broke off the kiss and helped Allison up. “Thank you Mrs. Lesummer.” Precious, did you accidentally turn on our oven before we came up front?

No, why?

Because it looks like ours is on, and Jennifer is is crumpling up some paper to put in it.

I’ll stop them. Take your time to recover. Allison sprinted to their station and slapped the paper out of her hands. “What made you think we wouldn’t realize what you were up to Jennifer? Are you one of Benerdon’s spies?” she asked.

“No ... some girl named Pamela just promised to pay may a lot of money to start a fire in your oven.”

“It looks like I was wrong to doubt you two. Take the memo from my desk and head back to yours.”

“Thank you Mrs. Lesummer.” Emanuel quickly grabbed the memo and started toward the back.

“As for you Jennifer ... I’m drafting you into the Program for a full week. That’s the price for your little stunt. Strip and bring your clothes to my desk, or I’ll ask your classmates to assist you.”

“But ... that’s not fair. You can’t do that.”

“I can, and if you’re not naked in the next minute, It’ll be two weeks.”

“But ... but...”

“You’re lucky Jennifer. If this had happened before the Program, you’d be facing suspension or worse.” Emanuel watched a minute pass on the clock. “You’d better strip now. If you don’t, every additional minute will mean another week. Everyone else, you can flip over today’s recipe card and begin.”

What do we have today Manny?

Todd Lesummer’s ‘Almost completely from scratch’ double-fudge caramel brownies.

Sounds good. I’ll start melting the caramel while you start on the fudge.

Emanuel grabbed the large chef’s knife and began chop up the large block of chocolate into small pieces. “Small enough precious?”

“Try to make them even smaller. They’ll melt faster that way.”

Emanuel chopped each piece in half. “Better?”

“Perfect. We’ll need a cup of that to make enough fudge for both the main batter and the frosting.”

“Okay. I should have that in a few minutes. Do you have the time to pour the necessary milk?”

She glanced at the pot for the caramel. “Yeah. Half a cup, right?”

“Correct. After I’ve got this melting, what should I do next?”

“Start measuring the dry ingredients for the batter. I can keep an eye on both pots once their thermometers are in.”

Is she still dressed?

Yeah. At this rate, she’ll be stuck in the Program at least a month.

Emanuel poured more chopped chocolate into its measuring cup. Just a little more. “Want me to cut some up for us to eat?”

“You can do that once the brownies are in the oven. Do we have enough?”

“Yeah. That should be a cup. Is the heat on under its pan?”

“Uh huh. Pour it in, and I’ll watch it.”

Emanuel poured the chocolate pieces in, then turned back to the recipe. Let’s see, flour, sugar, baking powder, cocoa powder. Okay, combine them all in the bowl then.

“Are you ready with the dry ingredients? Both the fudge and caramel are almost ready to combine in.”

“Yeah. Let me quickly add the oil and eggs, and I’ll be ready for them.” A third of a cup of oil and two eggs. Check. Stir it all up and...

“I need to get these off the heat before they burn Manny.”

“Give me three quarters of the fudge first, and I’ll stir the caramel so it doesn’t burn.”

“Okay”. Allison poured most of the fudge into the bowl, and put the pot with the rest on a cool burner. “Hand me the caramel. How much of it is going in?”

“Most of it. Just save a little for the top.”

She poured the caramel in, and put the nearly empty pot to the side again. “Could you stir this Manny? It’ll be easy to start, but we’ll need your strength after a little while anyway.”

“Sure. Could you grease the pan then?”

She nodded her head, and reached for the stick of butter. Stir at least fifty times huh. How much time has passed so far precious?

Ten minutes. Why do you want to know?

Partially to make sure we have enough time to let the brownies bake and cool. Partially to figure out how long Jennifer is going to spend in the Program.

Two and half months? How long is she going to remain stubborn for?

Probably until the end of the period. “If you just strip now, you’ll only have to do two and half months. Wait too much longer, and Mrs. Lesummer may draft you in for the rest of the year.”

Anything?

Nope. “Batter is ready to go into the pan. Ready?”

Allison nodded her head. “Try to pour it as smoothly as you can.” He nodded his head and slowly began to pour the batter.

“That should be it. Would you like to level it out and pour on the rest of the fudge and caramel precious?”

She smiled. “Gladly. Did you preheat the oven?”

“Before I started measuring the dry ingredients. It should be ready about now.”

“Good. Pop the door for me.” Emanuel opened the oven door. Allison slid the brownies into place, and closed it.

“That should cook for about twenty-five minutes. Is there any fudge left for eating?”

“Yeah. I poured what remained into that small bowl. Let’s enjoy it, then quickly wash up whatever dishes we can.” Have you given any more thought to your birthday Manny?

She probably gave us the block because we have each other, and everyone else is effectively alone. “Mrs. Lesummer, what do you want us to do with the rest of the chocolate we have here?”