| Butterflies And Roses, Chapter Twelve I met Nancy in her driveway so we could wait for the bus together the next morning. I could tell by the look on Nancy's face that she didn't get much sleep last night and she was walking funny. "Rough night, Sis?" I asked, concerned. "You could say that," Nancy replied, trying to smile, but seemed a bit drained. "Mom kept me up all night. I think she must have fried her vibrator around four in the morning. Glad she finally passed out shortly afterwards." We both laughed, hugging each other. The bus pulled up just then and we climbed aboard, greeted by a glaring Teresa, Susie and Denise sitting about the middle of the bus. As we made our way down the aisle to our seats at the rear of the bus, Teresa blocked our way with her legs. I glared down at her challengingly. "You dykes can't pass," Teresa replied in a low growling whisper. "Would you like a broken kneecap?" I told her as I leaned down close to her face, the anger apparent in my eyes. "You girls had better settle down and take your seats." The bus driver told us over the intercom. "Let them through Teresa or you get off the bus right here." Teresa glared once more before turning back in her seat and letting us pass. "I'll get you both after school," Teresa whispered where only we could hear it. "We'll see who gets got," Nancy whispered back.
Teresa started to turn to glare back at us but the driver gave her a glare of his own, warning her not to continue any further. Teresa grunted and the girls dragged her off the bus and headed towards the door. Nancy and I started to get off but the driver paused us until he saw them enter the building. "You girls better watch your back," He warned us, but not in a harsh tone. "In my twenty-five years of being a driver, I've seen her type many, many times. It's not over until someone gets hurt. Never go anywhere alone." "Thank you, Mr. Janson," Nancy replied. "We'll be careful." "Be sure that you always let your teachers know where you are during school, too." "We will, Mr. Janson," I added as I took Nancy by the arm and got off the bus. As we entered the building we saw Teresa and her girls leaving Ms. Martha's office. The turned to glare at us once again, but Ms. Martha was standing there, with her arms crossed. She cleared her throat as a sign that they had best move along before they get into any more trouble. They avoided looking at us as they made their way down the hall blending into the crowd. Nancy and I started to head off to our lockers, but Ms. Martha waved her hand towards us as she stepped to one side of the door to allow us to pass. Once in her office, Ms. Martha closed the door and went around to sit behind her desk, interlacing her fingers making a steeple with her index fingers. She looked deep in thought. Nancy and I fidgeted before her holding our backpacks in front of us. "First, let me say that you're not in trouble…at least not from me," she told us before leaning forward, resting her hands on her desk. "But, I'm afraid those girls are going to continue to be a problem." Ms. Martha gestured for us to have a seat. Sitting back in her chair, she looked at both of us, then at the clock just as the bell rang. "I'll write you both out a pass to get back to class. But I want you two to meet me here in my office at lunchtime," she told us as she took out two passes and signed them. "Not a word of this to anybody, ok girls? We'll figure out something." "We promise, Ms. Martha," we said in unison as we took the passes and headed out the door. "Take your time getting to class, girls. I'll clear it with your teachers."
"We're still waiting for a three others to arrive then we shall begin," Ms. Martha told us as the door opened once more and in walked Jessie, Heather and Terri. After they were seated, Ms. Martha looked at Ms. Terry and Ms. Doris before beginning. "After carefully considering all the options, we've decided to take some drastic measure to end Teresa's reign of terror in this school." "Detention doesn't work, suspending them will only postpone things and expelling them would not work either as they would have ample time to retaliate against you both yet again," Ms. Doris piped in. "So we've come up with a plan that might work," Ms. Terri added as she handed us what looked like sugar packets. "You didn't get this from us. Officially, we cannot be involved in any of this, you understand?" "What is it?" I asked, taking the packets from her. "It's a mild aphrodisiac, just enough to get those little bullies all worked up," Ms. Martha informed us. "After twelve hours, it's untraceable. Just sneak into the girls' locker room in the gym and slips one pack per person, into their sports drinks." We all nodded in agreement as was got up and began to leave. "Remember, girls," Ms. Martha concluded. "Be careful not to get caught." "We won't, Ms. Martha," I answered for everyone.
I snuck up on her and quickly clamped a hand over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and give us away. Once she knew who I was, she stopped struggling and blushed profusely. "Shhhhhh," I told her. "What are you watching?" Looking past her, my mouth dropped and eyes almost popped out of my head. There, in the showers was Teresa, naked and moaning, between her spread legs was Susie, also naked, her head bobbing frantically while Denise was sucking on Teresa's tits. Like her friends, she was naked and had the fingers of her right hand plunging into her own pussy. Quietly, I led Tammy back to the others and whispered my findings to them. They all gasped, then started to giggle. "Let's take pictures with our phones," Nancy told us. "We could use that to stop them from bullying us ever again." "Sounds good to me," Jessie agreed. Silently, we all took out our phones and snuck back to the showers just in time to see them all lying on the tile floor in a sort of daisy chain. They were so wrapped up in what they were doing, and their moans were so loud, they never heard us as we each snapped shot of the action in front of us. "Let's interrupt them," Terri said, starting to head into the showers. I put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "Not yet," I told her. "First, let's send our pics to Ms. Martha. I'm sure she would love to see this." We all snuck back to the lockers and began forwarding our pics. Heather, however, had taken video in her iPhone and was sending it as well. Before we were able to either return to interrupt them or leave the locker room, Teresa came out of the shower followed by her friends, all wrapped in towels. She stood there looking at us, menacingly. "Well, well. If it ain't the 'Pussy Squad,'" she growled. "Look who's talking," Jessie shot back. "I don't know what you're talking about." Susie and Denise looked shocked, fearing they had been caught, but Teresa remained defiant. "Maybe this will refresh your memory," Heather grinned as she restarted the playback of the video she had taken. "Gimme that, you bitch," Teresa ordered as she frantically grabbed for the iPhone. "Delete that right this instant." "Oh, but it's already too late, Teresa," Heather shot back as she stuffed her phone back into her purse. "Ms. Mathews has already been sent copies of this and the pics we took of the three of you." After backing away, Teresa, Susie and Denise eyed us, not knowing what to do next. "Wha…what do you wa…want from us?" Teresa asked nervously. "For starters, you'll all stop bullying us," Jessie told her. "Otherwise, this video and the pics will be posted to everyone we know and, before you know it, the whole school will know about the three of you." "Will yo…you delete them if we agree?" "Don't be so foolish, girls," came a voice at the door of the locker room. It was Ms. Mathews and behind her were Ms. Bridgefield and Mrs. Davies. "We intend to keep these so that we can finally keep you girls in line," added Mrs. Davies, hands on her hips. "But…that's blackmail," Susie cried. "Is it now?" Ms. Bridgefield asked, giggling. "I suppose it is. But, hey. Whatever works to keep you girls from terrorizing the other students." "Fine," Growled Teresa. "Can we go now?" "Not just yet," Announced Mrs. Mathews. "There's just one other thing. From now on, you girls will attend every class and you will also start turning in your homework. No more half-assed work. And finally, you will never speak of this, to anyone. Since this is your final year before moving on to high school, if you pass with at least eighty percent…the pics and videos will be given to you and deleted from our phones. They will go no further than us." "Fine," Teresa said between gritted teeth, her hands clutched into fists. Ms. Bridgefield leaned over and whispered into Mrs. Mathews' ear, who nodded. "You must dress just like the other girls," she ordered. "That means no more bras or panties. When you get dressed to leave, you will leave your panties and bras on the bench next to your lockers." Teresa flushed as she and the girls turned to their lockers, dropping their towels in defiance and began to get dressed. Mrs. Davies noticed that they had all grown hair on their pussies and added her own ultimatum. "And you all have to shave before you're allowed back to school. So you have until tomorrow to get that taken care of. If you haven't shaved, you will be sent home…" "With extra homework…" Ms. Mathews added just for spite. "And everything must be done by the following day," Ms. Davies concluded. "Or else there will be additional punishment," Mrs. Mathews tossed in for good measure. "What kind…of punishment?" Asked Denise. "We'll think of something," Ms. Bridgefield said, smiling from ear-to-ear. |