Chapter 2

After his long day of visiting area junior high schools, Jeff Stephens returned to the high school and sat down to catch up on work in his office. He'd been at his desk for about 15 minutes when he received an IM alert. He answered and saw immediately who was calling.

One of the girls from the Junior Highs he had visited earlier in the day was at home and obviously in her bedroom (her webcam was on, and from the pink bedspread to the boy band posters, he knew she couldn't be anywhere else). He knew instantly who it was... the younger sister of one of his students at the high school. Her parents were both huge celebs. Dad was a rock star and Mom was a fashion model. Even at 14, you could see that this young one had her mother's looks. With a webcam and microphone at both ends, they were able to see and speak to each other right away (and, of course, there was no paper trail):

"Hi Ella. Can I help you?"

"Hey, Mr. Stephens! I just wanted to say thanks for the pep talk today. I came home and put your technique into practice, and I finished the homework for all 3 courses in just 17 minutes. Now I don't have to lie to my parents about it being done, and I can spend the rest of the day goofing off!"

"Excellent, Ella. Thanks for the glowing report! It's always encouraging to hear that my techniques are helping people. The rest of the family's not home yet, eh?"

"Nope. Dad's on tour. Mom is at Pilates, and Jenny has cheerleading today til 6."

"Well, it's great that you have all that free time then. Master Stephens."

Ella's head fell gently forward, and Stephens continued to speak:

"Ella, you told me at school that you freaked when guys tried to kiss you or touch you, because they scared you. Right now, I want you to let all fear of males drain completely away from you. Relax, and enjoy the feeling of being a beautiful, desirable young woman. It feels nice, doesn't it?" She nodded. "Good girl. What do you notice when boys look at you? Where do their eyes wander?"

"To my boobs... and sometimes to my butt."

"That's right, sweetheart. They must like what they see. And yet, you keep them covered up. But I know that you also would love to see the reaction of a guy who sees you naked for the first time, wouldn't you?"

"Yes," she whispered softly.

"Roll the top of your tube top down so that your breasts are exposed, Ella." She did. "Oh my... what perfect breasts. It seems so sad that you've kept them covered all this time. I can't tell you how good it feels to see them bare like this. Cup them in your hands and play with them... that's it... squeeze them gently... good. I can see from your face that you like this feeling... tug on your nipples gently... now, twist them a little. Oh god... this feels good, doesn't it? Can you imagine a guy's mouth and tongue sucking on them now? Very, very nice. Stand up for me. Slide your shorts down... and the thong, too. Very good.

Sit back down now, and tilt the webcam down just a little. Ooh, that's nice. Keep one hand on your breasts, and rub between your legs with the other hand. Oh god... that feels so nice. I can hear you whimpering, sweetheart. I know you want more. Slip your finger between your little kitty's lips and probe around inside yourself. You're a little wet, aren't you? Lick your finger for me. Good girl."

Stephens proceeded to work her completely through to a thundering orgasm. And he left her with a deeply-embedded suggestion that she save her mouth for him. She would contact him later when she was free to make an appointment to stop by his house for some brief counseling. About 15 minutes' worth should do it.

Jeff Stephens had it made. He had access to the children of actors and actresses, rock stars, fashion models, politicians and just the idle rich. The children of the beautiful people. Before they grew up and made sluts of themselves like Britney, Lindsay and Paris... he could say he "knew them when". For approximately 7 years of their young lives, they were his to mold, shape and... well, yes... you could even say molest. With no strings attached.

On average, he had his cock sucked 3-4 times a day... each time, by a different girl in Junior or Senior High. He saw several young women naked and frigging themselves for him on his webcam each day. Sometimes, he'd watch just to satisfy his curiosity... while other times, he was inspired to jerk himself off as he coached them though it. And there were plenty of former students that would stop by his house to say hi and thank him after they'd graduated... and who usually ended up royally reamed before they left.

Wouldn't you consider a little perk like that worth an extra 100-200K of salary per year?