Gwen Harris - Getting out of Hand
for Pickles
Wednesday, 8:15 am, Principal Huston's Office
"What's so important, Mike? Class starts in 15 minutes and there's no telling what mischief the kids'll get into if the teacher's not there."
"Well, Gwen, that's pretty much what I need to talk to you about. Your classes have been getting a little out of hand lately, and the PLPC is circulating a petition to put a stop to it."
"Crap, Mike. You know Grundy has to be behind this. Why don't you just tell her to get fucked? Can't think of anything that would do her more good."
"I'd love to, but she's got a bunch of parents behind her, and the PLPC keeps finding new ways to make trouble. And I hate to say it, Gwen, but you're playing right into their hands. I mean… well, I love the way you've been dressing since the orgy, but those nipple piercings might be a little over the top."
"Come on, Mike, you know there's no rule against going braless. Quite the opposite. And I'm just trying to set a good example for the girls in my class."
"And that's fine. In fact, it's great. Actually that blouse is amazing, but like I said, the nipple bolts are a little extreme. They look like they hurt."
Gwen blushed and looked away. Mike Huston gave her a quizzical look.
"They do. A little. I have to keep them kinda tight so my nipples stay hard. But listen, Mike, they aren't totally my own idea. You know relationships can get complicated, and, well… "
He waited patiently.
"Well, Master Grundy said I had to wear them. Don't get me wrong; I decide how I dress, except, well, except when he tells me what I have to wear to class."
"Hm. OK. What you wear is up to you, or him I guess, and I like the example you're setting for the program girls. It's even all right that you're bending the rules and letting relief go on for most of your class. God knows you're the most popular English teacher in school. Make that in the district. Even if you don't teach much English. After all, we can't hold your students back as long as they're meeting grade requirements for sexual development, and yours are years ahead. But you really can't keep smoking in class like that."
"Why not? I let the kids do it."
"Maybe that's another reason you're so popular. But sorry, I have to put my foot down on that one. Cigarettes and alcohol are special rewards for kids who get at least a thousand downloads on the website. If we let everybody do it, how are we going to keep the kids motivated?"
"You don't think my girls are motivated?"
"Touché. However, the PLPC is petitioning the school board to put a stop to cigarettes in school, and you're giving them more ammo."
"Oh, all right. But come on Mike. You used to be more fun."
"Gimme a break, Gwen. The PLPC is all over me, and your Master's mother is pounding on my desk every day. What's this about you moonlighting as a dancer at the Pink Pussy?"
"Master Patrick told me to."
"Geeze, Gwen. Do you do everything he tells you?"
"Well, yes. I have to. But this was a really good idea. I love getting up there in front of everybody, seeing them lust after my body, teasing them. My favorite dance song is Hot for Teacher, and I start it in a proper-school-mar'm outfit, hair up in a bun, with books and a ruler, very strict with my class. And the DJ makes sure everybody knows my day job. Besides, we've had a dozen girls quit school already this year, and that's just the ones who started working as strippers. I've talked two of them into coming back to school. When they see I can have a great time doing both they think maybe they can, too. And it has a snowball effect. Boys from my class come to see me dance, and they buy drinks for girls their own age. Sometimes they talk them into coming back to school. You'd be surprised how popular underage strippers are. The cheerleaders are jealous."
"I know. And you know they aren't legally underage since the age of consent laws were repealed. But a lot of parents aren't comfortable with their kid's English teacher being a stripper."
"Really? Well, their kids are very comfortable."
He grimaced. "Well, I guess you've got me again. Listen, I don't understand what's going on with 'Master Patrick'. How the hell is he keeping your relationship secret from his mother?"
"Oh! He isn't. She threw him out. I let him move in with me."
"What? How can a 16 year old kid pay rent?"
"Golly, mister, he pays me very well. Every night. And sometimes in school," she said in her most innocent voice.
After a long pause, Principal Huston said, "Look, here's the deal. I'll tell the PLPC to take a flying fuck - in more diplomatic language - but you're going to have to meet me half way. Follow the rules so they can't force my hand. No more smoking in class, all right?
"Pooh. You're so cute when you get all Principally and demanding. OK. As long as I still get to decide what goes on in my classroom."
"No problem there. Your classroom gets more downloads from the surveillance cameras than the rest of the school put together. Including the girl's shower. Keep it up and you'll be getting another incentive award."
"I don't need any more incentive. I always knew I'd love teaching. It's so gratifying to watch my students blossom out from shy little introverts into sex crazed sluts and studs, and know that I can take the credit for it! Well, part of it."
"Oh, you don't have to explain that part to me. I'm in education for exactly the same reason. But a little extra money is nice, too."
"You said it! But I'm doing great. The Pink Pussy pays way more than a teacher's salary. And the tips are spectacular!"
"Well, don't tell your girls. We want to keep them in school."
"Pay attention, Mike. I already explained they can do both, and so can I. Plus, if the PLPC manages to get me fired, I have a very rewarding career to fall back on."
"You sure do, adorable. I wish I had more problems like you."
"Really? OK, here's one. It's five minutes to class. I bet I can get you to cum in my mouth before 8:30. The only reason I smoke cigarettes is for practice."
"Oh, yeah. Maybe you're onto something there after all. But I'm gonna put it on your face, not in your mouth. It's important go give your girls something to aspire to."
