Underage by Karen Blayne

Oh by the way red tape first.

Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus they are not suitable for you so put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.

They were sort of scribbled for fun. They were first posted on asstr.org. If you’ve paid money for this book just be aware the author has not received any payment. In fact no one has permission to charge money for this book and copyright is retained by the author. ©2013   Asstr.org accepts donations if you’re feeling rich or even if you’re not.

Luv Karen

It had all started when Ms. Boucher went on maternity leave and the history class had a Mrs. Sullivan for a term as a supply teacher but history wasn’t her subject so she approached it from a different point of view.

“Now class you’ve probably been taught names, dates and so forth for history but have you ever wondered why something happened at a particular time and place?”  They looked at each other.  “Today I’m feeling lazy so we’ll watch a video called Connections then afterwards we’ll discuss how that fits into history as you know it.”  It was just a totally different way of looking at things how a technological invention had a huge impart in historical terms.  English lit was worse.  “More videos to start with just watch the play and see how the actors bring the words to life.”  “Now you’ve probably been used to analysing books and plays and so forth which is fine as far as it goes but really they are for enjoying so what I want you to do for homework this weekend is just read a book for enjoyment.” She had a stack of books she’d picked out at the front of the class for them to read.

“So Ms. Sullivan what do you usually teach if you don’t teach history or English literature?  You seem to know a lot about the two subjects.”  “Well to start with I’m quite happily married so I prefer Mrs. Sullivan rather than Ms. Sullivan.  Secondly I normally teach science but as you can see science affects history although we don’t normally teach it.  English Literature, well I read for pleasure and have two dozen six foot high bookcases at home full of books.  You don’t have to study English literature to enjoy it, in fact dissecting it often destroys the magic.”

“But isn’t science harder than the arts?”  “But if you succeed it pays better and there are more jobs available.”  “Maths is hard.”  “But so is life.  There are more rows about money and more marriages break up over money than anything else.”  “So you mean you need maths to understand about finances and stuff?” came an awed voice from the back.  “They never told us that when we did relationships.”

When the choices were in about which subjects they wanted to study the head teacher was appalled to see the top class had overwhelmingly opted for the maths and science subjects.  He addressed them “No I want you to rethink these choices, you can expect to get much higher grades on the arts side and the work isn’t so strenuous either.  Besides we don’t have the lab coats, or safety glasses you’ll need to meet the health and safety requirements and I don’t have budget either for them.  Think of Adam, the labs difficult for him to work in and you girls must recognise that science and engineering are male dominated subjects and be practical.”  It was Jenna who suddenly blurted out “It’s not about what’s best for us is it?  It’s about your precious league tables.”  She went bright red when she realised what she’d said and who she’d said it to but then class went protective on her and Adam in his wheelchair and the head teacher sensed he’d lost the initiative.  “In any case we don’t have the teachers, money or the labs to do the work properly.”  Mackenzie looked thoughtful as the head walked out of the class room.  “I don’t like being referred to in the third person just because I’m in a wheel chair, if Stephen Hawking can do science why can’t I?”  “Sod him.  Girls can’t do science!  Adam we’re going to do it.  Andy can you talk to your grandfather about becoming a teacher’s volunteer?  Anyone else with useful grandparents or contacts?”  The rest of the class looked on with respect.  They all knew Andy’s grandfather had recently retired after working in a science laboratory.  “You mean deliberately choose a trainee teacher and then go for videos and volunteers to answer questions?”  “Awesome.”

Mackenzie spotted her first in the corridor on the way back to her study period.  She sort of was neatly dressed and looking a bit nervous.  “Are you a new pupil or teacher?”  The girl smiled.  “I’ll have you know I’m hoping to get placed here as my final part of my teacher training, my interview is in forty minutes time.”  She said primly but then spoiled it by grinning.  “Think I’d make a good primary school teacher?”  Mackenzie thought she was too good to be true, the primary school was on the floor below.  “Well if you’ve got a moment to spare why not take your mind off your interview and meet my class so you can tell us about teacher training I’m sure they’d be delighted to hear about your experiences?  I’m Mackenzie by the way.”  “I’m Olivia and I’d be delighted.”  Together they entered the class room. 

“Hey gang listen up Olivia here is a student teacher who is hoping to teach primary school, I thought she could tell us about teacher training college.”  The class perked up.  Questions flew across the room and Olivia fielded them as best she could.  Mackenzie looked round the room “Are you decided then guys?”  The class nodded.  Adam announced “She’ll do.”  Olivia looked confused “Do for what?”  “Oh we need a teacher for next year and we like you.”  “But doesn’t the head teacher have anything to say about it?”  “Get real, I’ll get the paperwork and you can fill it out.  You’ll hear from the school by next week.  You can always try the primary school as well, they’re downstairs.”

A letter of offer for Olivia was carefully composed then buried in the head’s signing book halfway down on Friday lunch time.  Well Friday was his golf networking afternoon.  By the time they had arranged one or two small matters that needed his personal attention in the morning he was getting a bit harassed so just signed off everything in the book before dashing out the door.  Dennis was sent in to charm the school secretary and ensure Olivia’s letter was dropped in the post.

A head poked round the door on their first day of term. “Olivia Newton?”  Olivia who still wasn’t quite sure how she came to be teaching teenagers admitted that was her name.  He wheeled in a dolly loaded with boxes  “Three dozen warehouse coats, they’re brown not white I’m afraid, we replace them after three years and these are the old ones, three dozen safety specs, they’ve been sitting on the shelf for a year or two but they meet all the relevant ANSI standards and I managed to dig out some older model Fluke multimeters, the lads are using a newer model now that are wireless but these still work well I say still work there are a few that haven’t even been opened yet.”  “But where did these all come from?”  “Oh we heard on the grapevine that the school was short of equipment and anything we donate is a tax write off so the bosses were happy so just sign here and I’ll be off, best of luck.”  Olivia looked bemused and just signed. 

It felt a bit odd at first, on the second day the class came in and wanted to do their homework in class.  “But guys I’m supposed to teach you this science stuff first.”  “Oh we all watched some guy on YouTube last night so now we want to do the home work in class.  Hey here’s granddad come to help.”  It went against everything she’d been taught at college but she thought she’d give it a try then pick up the pieces later on.  To her amazement it really seemed to work, best of all she didn’t have to spend all night preparing the lessons for the following day.

Somehow all the pieces got pulled together.  By the first mid-term test they were working well together and their grades were good.  All the girls were in Mackenzie’s basement having a sleep over.  “You know that bit about real girls doing arts rankled.”  “You mean show we’re not nerds?”  “Well we could go to a Halloween party on the hill.”  “You mean and get some real male attention.”  “Not just any male attention but rich kid male attention.”  “We’d never get an invite.”  “So we’ll gate crash.”  “OK but let’s do this right, Kelly can you sort out some totally wild indecent male attention grabbing Halloween designs that way they’ll never throw us out.”

On the night of the party all fifteen girls were nervous.  Kelly was surprised by some of the costumes, the three skeletons seemed little more than body paint and a tiny thong.  She mouthed “Dowdy” to Mackenzie who looked puzzled.  “Your skirt is the longest here.”  Kelly mouthed again.  Mackenzie thought that her flared skirt that came to two inches below her crotch at the front was daring but perhaps it was quite the most respectable present so she put her tongue out at Kelly who laughed.  Mary stuck another strip of two sided tape to hold her cowl dress plunging neckline dress in place over her boobs and then they were ready.  Mackenzie looked them over, even without their eye masks their faces wouldn’t be remembered, not with the dresses they were wearing together with the black ribboned suspenders and attached black stockings fishnet or not, the guys’ eyes would be too occupied to look at their heavily made up faces.  Laughing and giggling they donned their coats and piled into two minivans together with Carol’s mother’s runabout to carry them up to the party.

“Right remember don’t drink anything unless it’s from me.  We don’t want to get done for underage drinking this is all about wiggling your butts and getting the guys excited.  Eye masks on now Erica and Sidney off you go.  We’ll be waiting by the swimming pool for you to let us in through the French window.”  Erica shivered when she took her coat off and handed it back into the van.  Sidney clutching her tray of Halloween cookies rang the bell.  One look at the two blondes in French maid’s outfits complete with black fishnet stockings and they were in.  “I didn’t even have to say we were from the caterers did I?”  whispered Sidney.  They made their way over to the French window and soon the others had sneaked in and down into the darkened basement that had been turned into a party room.  The other girls seemed to be heavily made up and made no effort to hide their panty-less state in the glimpses of illumination that fell from the light show. 

The four guys huddled together “So who are these new girls?”  “Who cares with those bodies.  Here time for your blue pill and here’s the stuff for their drinks.”  The one called Mike seemed a bit reluctant at first but the others egged him into it.  The guys split up and were soon back to the chicks.

The girls danced and swirled on the dance floor, Mackenzie sat quietly to one side guarding her bag of bottled water, she thought Mike looked cute but with the loud music now was not the time or place to get to know someone.  “Prof why would one of the guys be slipping this into someone’s drink?”  Kelly held out a small bottle marked Rohypnol.  “It’s date rape drug, is it just one guy?”  “I’ll check the others out.”  Each of the other three guys in turn was smothered by half a dozen chicks who brushed up against them and ran their hands over the guys bodies, extracting small bottles from their pockets.  “Turn and turn about you think.”  Said Mackenzie and each of the guy’s drinks got doctored in turn.

It only took a few minutes before the drug kicked in perhaps a few seconds following the Viagra.  The four guys collapsed on the floor sporting a hard boner each, two of the other girls had collapsed on the floor as well.  Two of the other girls looked at each other “They’ve been date rape drugged, they must have drunk from the wrong glass.”  “Well don’t just stand there this is our big chance, loosen their clothes.”  The two of them soon had the nearest guy’s slacks off and had taken a pair of scissors to his pubic hair and placed a curl in a plastic bag.  Kelly looked on in amazement as the first girl guided the boner inside her and proceeded to fuck the defenceless guy.  “Shouldn’t you be using a condom?”  “Hell no, this guy’s spunk is my ticket to an easy life.  The hair is for the DNA test when the baby comes.”  Another pair of girls were loosening a second guy’s clothing.

Things looked like they were getting out of hand so Mackenzie called out “I think it’s time to leave guys.”  She motioned to Kelly to help her get Mike outside and bundled into the van he was far too cute to leave to the mercy of those bitches.  She dropped the others off and dumped Mike on the sofa with a duvet over the top.  She’d explain him away somehow to her parents in the morning.

“Mackenzie darling there’s a stray boy in the family room on the sofa.  Do you recognise him?”  Oops if she’d been up earlier she might just have smuggled him out of the house before breakfast.  “I met him at a party last night but he looked like he’d had too much to drink so I brought him home so he’d be safe.”  “It doesn’t sound the sort of party you should be going to.  I trust you weren’t drinking?”  “No mom stuck to bottled water from my bag all night.  I found out about the sort of party the hard way.  Still if we pour some coffee into him he’ll be sober enough so I can drive him home.”  “He’s not going anywhere without a good breakfast inside him young lady.”  Mike had enough sense to stay quiet and eat the breakfast placed in front of him.  Afterwards Mackenzie dropped him off at home and continued down to the supermarket.

Monday morning on the way to school she remembered she still had the date rape drug in her bag.  Don’t panic she thought to herself, but if found on school premises well it didn’t bear thinking about.  She parked her bike by the company that Mike’s dad ran and asked to speak to his dad’s executive assistant.

“What can I do for you.”  The business suited lady asked in a tone of voice that implied you have ten seconds to state your case and then you’re gone.  “Can you get rid of this for me safely?”  She handed over the bottle of Rohypnol.  The bottle was examined carefully “Date rape drug?  Why would you give it to me?”  “Oh its Mike’s really but I didn’t want to give it back to him.”  “Can you prove this?” The voice was frozen.  Mackenzie pulled out her phone and there was Mike with the bottle dropping a few drops into someone’s glass.  “Is this the only copy?”  “Yes.”  “Do you mind if I copy it onto my laptop then delete from your phone?”  “No sure go ahead, but you can dispose of the bottle afterwards?  I have to rush and get to school.”  “Would you like a reward for returning it?”  The voice was cynical this time.  “I hadn’t really thought about it but thirty math text books would be really good I’ve got the title here somewhere.” She delved into her bag once more.  “Here you are, bye.”  “You’d better leave me your name and the school’s address so I can get them delivered.”  Mackenzie scribbled her name and school down on the back of the book name quickly and flew out of the office rushing to school.

The new maths books were handed out in the first period after lunch much to Mackenzie’s surprise she hadn’t expected them to arrive so quickly.  Another surprise was waiting for her at the school gate, a large SUV driven by a smiling executive assistant.  “Someone wants to meet you so in you get, the bike can fit in the back.  I’m Shelia by the way she held out her hand to be shaken.”

They drove to Mike’s house and Shelia led the way into a private home theatre where they took a seat each in the back row.  In front she could see all four boys with their parents.  “The house has been wired up for CCTV to satisfy the insurance company requirements for insuring two works of art on the walls.  It happened when Mike was in Mexico on vacation so he probably wasn’t aware of it.  Now let me play you the recordings from last Friday night.”  There were groans from the four boys.

“Now the lettering on the bottle doesn’t show up terribly well in the lighting but I have one of them here and you can see the general shape of the lettering etc is the same so it looks like our dear little innocents were attempting to administer date rape drug to the girls.”

The video moved on and showed the doctored drink being offered to one of the girls.  “I strongly suspect the girl here is underage for drinking so we have providing alcohol to the under aged.  Fortunately as you can see a little later she tips it into one of the plants.”  “I didn’t know they were under aged.”  “Didn’t ask either did you but it gets better.”  A dry male adult voice came from the side “Date rape drug, alcohol, under aged, let me guess someone gets raped next?  And we aren’t talking a slap on the wrist and probation here.”  “Rape does come next but with a twist.  Here you can see the tables have been turned and the boys seemed to have succumbed to the date rape drug but notice some of the girl’s actions.  There seems to be no use of condoms.”  “Bloody hell, paternity suit time.”  “So we’re looking at possibly six pregnant girls we’re talking 22-25 years including college at say $30,000 minimum a year, double it to include the lawyers cut.  Someone won’t have much of their allowance left.”  “There’s a history of twins in our family.”  Added a cynical female voice. “I’ll let you have a copy of your sons being raped but I’m going to destroy the other parts.”  “It seems a shame couldn’t you leave a few skeletons in and those French maid outfits, Oops.”   As someone’s elbow lashed out.“But you still have nearly twenty girls who could talk.” “Can we identify them to buy them off?”  “We know six of them but the dozen or so who gate crashed I’ve no idea about them.”  “I think we’d better head off home the family has something to talk about.”  Mackenzie kept her head down as three boys and their parents left.  “But how could you do this to me after all the sacrifices we’ve made for you.” drifted back through the door.

“Do you realise you could have been done for multiple rapes never mind rape of a minor so that’s an average of eight years inside each, then the sex offenders register, and that’s before we even start on the other laws you almost broke.”  Where did you meet the first batch of girls?”  “at Art College.”  “Right you’ve just dropped out of Art College.”  Mike hung his head in shame.  “Lucky for you that you got dragged away before you got raped or raped someone, so although the intent was there you didn’t actually commit a crime other than try to adulterate someone’s drink and offer alcohol to a minor.  You’re grounded for an entire year.  We’ll get a tutor in for you to bring your grades up so you can do a real course in one of the STEM subjects which you’ll start next year not one of these soft courses in Art history.”  “Don’t you think that’s a bit hard on him dear?”  “Hard on him after the stunt he tried to pull.”  “But Sheila did manage to let us know quickly enough so we could do some damage control.  How much do we know about the dozen girls who appeared later, apart from the fact they were all wearing eye masks or body paint?  Where did they come from?”

Mackenzie spoke up “We didn’t mean any harm it’s just the girls in my class got fed up with being called nerds so we thought we’d show that we could grab some male attention.  I don’t think Mike instigated it, if you look back at the CCTV one of the others gave him a bottle of the drug and he seemed reluctant to take it.”  “So all the dozen girls are in your class at school?” “Well yes.”  Mike’s mother spoke “Well it seems as though you’re being sensible has meant that it’s worked out a lot better than it could have done.  How much is your allowance?”  She asked Mackenzie.  “Twenty a week.”  “Well that becomes Mike’s new allowance and I think Mike should be allowed out if Mackenzie is prepared to baby sit him so she picks you up and drops you off here at the house and she decides where you go.”  Mackenzie looked appalled until Shelia whispered in her ear, “It pays $50 an hour plus expenses.”  “Aw mom the guys will laugh at me if I have to have a baby sitter with me all the time.”  “You could always pretend you’re dating.”  Interjected Shelia.  “Where can you go on a date with $20?”  “Wednesday night at the movies is two for one, walking by the lake is free.”  offered Mackenzie.  Mike looked at her, “OK we’re a couple.”  “You could sound a little more enthusiastic and ask her out properly.”  “No I’ll take what I can get, besides I get to choose where we go remember and I haven’t been to the doll’s museum in ages.”  Mike’s mother motioned him out of the way.  “I’m so glad you uncovered it all I was getting worried about the company he was keeping and then worried because I was worried.”  “But what will happen to the girls who got pregnant?”  “Oh Sheila will wave her magic wand, and a discrete vacation that includes an abortion or an adoption Sheila usually manages to smooth these things over.”  “But won’t there be any gossip?”  “Have faith in Sheila, she’s been fixing things for my husband for years.”  “But the cost.”  “If it keeps my darling out of prison no price is too much but in this case I think Shelia will arrange for the other parents to chip in as well.”

It was time for their careers guidance counsellor’s monthly talk about how they could be anything at all but nursing was a good solid choice for the girls and car mechanics for the boys.  “I’ve brought with me Dr. Dane from Wolverton College this morning and she’s got some forms for you to fill out and take home to discuss with your parents.”  Dr. Dane looked out on the class “Something rather odd has happened the College has been approached by four different companies who I’m told wish to promote STEM subjects and to this end they have arranged some what they call STEM apprenticeships for thirty one specific students.”  Multi-way significant glances were flashed round the class, why not thirty why thirty one?  “They are offering to pay you a pittance of $25,000 a year for five years, plus all your tuition, books, computer costs and arrange your accommodation at our college in company paid for apartments.  Needless to say there are conditions, the first is your grades have to be satisfactory, second we have to have room for you, third your grades must continue to be satisfactory, you must work for the company for one year after your course and there is a non-disclosure agreement to sign for some reason.  You may feel these conditions are too restrictive or wish to reject the offer for some other reason but I do suggest you talk this through with your parents first.  I can say that Wolverton College would be delighted to have you all.  Now which of you is Mackenzie?”  Mackenzie stood up.  “Perhaps you can hand these round the class there should be one each but they do all have names on.  I have one for Michael Sutton as well and I’ve been informed you could pass it on to him?”

One of the boys put his hand up “Please Miss is this for real?”  “Well the college has already been paid your first years fees so as far as I can see it’s for real.”  She looked round and spotted Adam in his wheelchair “We have a one or two students who are in wheelchairs and I’ve got the names and emails somewhere if you’d like to talk to them about our arrangements.  I’d like to say we are 100% accessible but I know we aren’t in some of the older buildings but they can give you better idea of how easy it is for them.  One of the new apartments is ground floor and will be modified if need be to meet your needs by the way.  I’ll arrange for you to come and visit so you can let us know what needs to be done.”

Mackenzie felt she could detect Shelia’s subtle hand and was thankful she’d been under aged.  Still it was her birthday next week perhaps she and Michael could do something special.