Chapter 9: Preparing The Prey

Deborah Tyler was enjoying the best time of her life. Her uncle Brad, for four years after he seduced her, had satisfied her adolescent sexual needs once and sometimes twice a week but then he moved away. As she matured her need for sex grew but the occasional one night stands had been disappointing. But in the seventeen days since Hollis Newman had given her the most satisfying sex since Uncle Brad he'd been in her every night.

Their sex was satisfying and it was also fun. Hollis was into play-acting, sometimes being a masked rapist, sometimes a prostitute's client, sometimes a priest initiating a Novice Nun and so on.

On one of the first nights when she was confessing her incestuous relationship with her uncle he had confided that, like her uncle, he was strongly attracted to nubile schoolgirls, a part he'd asked her to play on more than one occasion.

"Could you? Like? You have some sexy kids in your class. Do you think we could ever persuade one of them to come play with us?

"You're awful, Hollis. You know I couldn't."

"Wouldn't you like to see one of those cuties broken in ... like you were when you were that age? You liked it didn't you?"

"Yes ... you know I did. But that was different. I don't know if I'd like seeing another innocent girl being ... you know ... violated."

"Did you feel that your uncle had violated you?"

"N.no ... but that was not the same. I was ready for sex ... if he hadn't taken me someone else would have and he might not have been as considerate as my uncle."

Hollis didn't pursue his inquiry any further but since then when she looked down at the girls in her class she mused about how they'd respond to having Hollis's big cock inside. Many of the girls looked too young but some certainly looked ripe and the more she mused over it, the more the thought of seeing them being fucked by her boyfriend turned her on.

The actual opportunity to please her lover by presenting him with teen tail however came about by accident. Tanya Fagan was the last to leave the classroom on the last school day before Easter weekend. As she hurried by Debbie's desk a package fell from her knapsack. Debbie picked it up but before she could call out to the girl she was around the corner in the hallway.

The schoolteacher held the small package in her hand and although she did nothing to cause it, the scotch tape holding it together came loose and about thirty or forty hand rolled cigarettes fell to the floor. Debby picked them up but as she did so, she looked at them more closely. The cigarettes she recognized as joints. Cigarettes rolled from marijuana. At that moment Tanya returned.

"Oh, Ms. Tyler. That's mine," she said timidly as hurriedly she knelt down to help pick up the joints.

With a embarrassment showing plainly on her face Tanya looked much younger than the teenage girl she was. With her upturned nose, her shoulder length, dark hair, her round face and slightly chunky body, she looked like a chubby little pixie. But Tanya wasn't fat; she was just well developed in the hips and bust, quite over-developed for her height and maybe for her age...

"You probably shouldn't admit that it's yours Tanya. I know what it is and you're going to be in big trouble."

"Please Ms. Tyler. Please don't tell. Daddy will kill me ... I stole it from him ... and Mommy will make me go to church seven days a week"

"You have bigger worries than your parents. When I tell Principal Thompson he'll have to tell the police and you can guess that the rest will be all bad."

"But? But? Can't we keep it secret ... just you and me?"

"That's you and I, Tanya. And if I keep it secret I'll not be doing my job."

"But Ms. Tyler. I'll do anything ... anything you want if you don't tell."

"I'll think about it over the weekend, Tanya. I'll let you know my decision after the end of classes next Tuesday.

A very nervous and frightened young girl left school that day and never had a long weekend looked as long to her as this one.

Deborah Tyler mulled over the situation that night as she shared two of the pilfered joints with her lover.

"This is good stuff, Debbie. Where did you get it?"

"I'll tell you in a few days. Does it make you horny?"

"Not as much as you do, babe."

The schoolteacher had five nights of satisfying sex with her seemingly indefatigable lover before she could talk to Tanya. She didn't know that Hollis Newman's indefatigability was achieved in significant part by her play-acting skill along with the mental images of various schoolgirls that he saw during the day...

By Monday night as she relaxed in the semi-stupor engendered by her lover's Cialis supported studmanship she knew what she'd do. She didn't know if Tanya was still virgin but anyway at thirteen she certainly was the type of young schoolgirl that Hollis admitted lusting after. And her own period was due by the end of the week so what better time to have some other amusement for him?"

"I am supposed to tell Principal Thompson about what you did, Tanya, but because he'd have to report it to the police and the authorities might send you to a Correctional Facility I won't tell him. But I do have to tell your parents."

Debbie's gamble paid off. "NO! OH NO Ms. Tyler. You can't tell them!"

"But Tanya ... I really have to."

"Please Ms. Tyler, I'll do anything ... anything you say if you don't tell. Anything at all."

"How well do you know me, Tanya?"

"Well, you're a teacher ... and lately you have a boyfriend ... and your father is somebody important here. I seen him once," and the girl suddenly looked down at the floor and stopped talking."

"Yes, that's all right. I do have a boyfriend ... you know who he is ... and he likes young girls. I'd like to give him a present. Maybe then I wouldn't have to tell your parents?"

"Ms. Tyler? You mean? What kind of present?" Tanya's tensed nervously as she imagined what her teacher might mean.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Tanya?"

"No of course not. I'm only thirteen."

"Lots of thirteen year olds have boyfriends ... and they do things. I sort of had my first boyfriend when I was twelve ... only he was a man. Are you a virgin?"

The girl blushed scarlet, "Yeah ... I said I don't have a boyfriend."

"But you hear the other girls talk ... are all of them virgins?"

"Nah ... I guess not."

"And it's not only boyfriends that get a girl's virginity. I lost mine when I was twelve but I didn't have a boyfriend until I was sixteen. I had a wonderful and caring uncle so U thought that maybe you had someone like that." Deborah kicked herself mentally for going on so long about herself.

"Uh ... yeah ... I heard about uncles and sometimes even daddies but mine never treated me that way."

"Well Tanya if I could give my boyfriend the gift of your virginity I'd never mention to anyone about your drug dealing. Are you interested?"

"You mean? Like I gotta let him ... you know? Do it to me? All the way?"

"I'm sorry Tanya. I shouldn't have asked. I still won't tell Principal Thompson but I really have to tell your parents."

"But ... but ... but," the girl stammered and as the consequences of her father hearing about the marijuana that she'd stolen from him sank in, she continued. "I'm scairt Ms. Tyler. Is he gonna go all the way with me? Will you be there? Is he gonna tell people what he done?"

"My boyfriend is a fine and caring gentleman. He's a big, handsome teacher and I'm sure you'll recognize him when you see him. I'll be with you and he won't do anything to you that he doesn't do to me ... none of it hurts and all of it makes me feel good. Do you play with yourself?"

"You mean ... like ... put my fingers on my ... my pussy?"

"That's exactly what I mean, Tanya."

The girl blushed and looked down at the floor as she replied, "Uh yeah ... Mommy says it's bad but I do it anyway. And besides Mommy does things that's bad too."

"Does it make you feel good?

"Uh huh. I like it a lot."

"WellI think you'll like what my boyfriend does to you even more."

"But ... like ... if I let him you promise you won't tell Daddy?"

"That's right Tanya. Now, if I invited you over to spend the night with me on Friday can you tell your parents that you're going somewhere else?"

"Uh ... maybe I can ask my friend Sarah?"

"Well Tanya, I hope so. We'll be expecting you at eight on Friday evening. And come ready to stay all night."

Thursday night, for the first time since her affair with Hollis Newman began she said she had a headache and after some good natured banter he went home early. "But be here at seven tomorrow night, lover. I have a surprise gift for you and you need to be well rested to enjoy your present."

When Hollis arrived at Debbie's place next evening he could hardly recognize the place. The living room furniture had been moved to the sides of the room and spread out in front of the fireplace was a very large quilted blanket. There were incense candles placed on the hearth and beside it a low table with glasses and a selection of sweet alcoholic drinks as well as his own favourite scotch. And also there were several of the joints she's confiscated from the guest of honour, Tanya Fagan.