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 ï>¿New School Extension by Isabella

   Disruption wasn't a big enough word...they were building a new science
block at our school and the building work would take almost the whole year.
Noise every day, dust, mud and mayhem.  One day we would have a playground,
the next it would be a car park for heavy plant and then be out of use for
a week until they could clean all of the mud off of the tarmac.

   I was walking to school on Monday morning and spotted that the roadway
had been closed in front of my school, on the right hand side of the road
there was an articulated lorry with fifteen huge steel girders on its back
and on the left hand side of the road was a massive mobile crane so there
wasn't enough roadway for any vehicles to pass the obstruction between the
two vehicles, not even a pushbike.

   I had to walk just past the crane, probably twenty yards past it between
the crane and the new building work.  When I was fifteen feet from the site
entrance, a man walked out with his arms outstretched, "Sorry folks, the
crane is rotating and the counterbalance pack will be over the pavement so
I have to close the pavement, could you find an alternative route please?"

   The man behind me asked how long the pavement would be closed and the
workman shook his head, "Minimum fifteen minutes mate but after the crane
delivers its first girder, it will centre its boom and park for two minutes
to allow people to get past before picking the second load up!"

   I was suddenly on my own...well, apart from the builder who was looking
at the men on the back of the truck attaching chains onto the first girder
before the lift could start.  He looked over his shoulder at me, I suppose
that you need the gate that's just past the rear of the crane?"

   I nodded my head and he turned to look at me properly, I was wearing
flat oxford shoes, white ankle socks, trousers and blazer with a white
shirt under the blazer...no tie but the collar of my shirt over the collar
of my blazer.  "Are you a boy or a girl?"

   'Ignore him...he's taking the piss!' I shook my head and thought, 'No, I
don't think he is, look at me, short back and sides hairstyle and trousers
on, it's an easy mistake to make!'

   "I'm a girl...why?"

   He smiled at me, "I just..." His two-way radio barked out, "Clear to
lift?"

   He lifted the microphone of his radio to his mouth as he looked all
around the crane, "North banksman...all clear to the north!"

   I heard a repeated message, "South banksman...all clear to the south!"

   Now that he had his back to me I looked closely at the builder and it
brought a massive smile to my face, he had a huge yellow hard hat on his
head, tough leather gloves that made his hands look like Mickey Mouse hands
and big steel toecap boots on his feet, the only other clothes he was
wearing from what I could see were soft cotton grey shorts that looked as
if he wasn't wearing underpants under them.

   "What's a banksman?"

   He half turned his head and said, "Shhhhhh!"

   He was watching closely as the first steel girder lifted from the back
of the lorry, his microphone lifted to his mouth again, "North banksman,
stop...stop...stop!"

   He turned to face me, "Don't move an inch darling!" He ran across the
road to the lorry, clambered up on its back, he'd spotted one of the
webbing straps from the lorry had snagged on the girder and he pulled it
off before the lift took the girder out of his reach.

   He ran back to me and sent a radio message, "North banksman haul away!"

   The south banksman agreed and the lift started again.

   He was still watching the lift intently as the girder swung around to
the building site and up to the roof level, "A banksman is a lookout
darling...whenever heavy plant is moving, it's our job to make sure that
everything is safe around the vehicle!"

   The crane stopped moving while the riggers moved in to bolt the flying
girder into place on the last riser that they had planted, he turned to
face me and I couldn't stop myself looking at the front of his shorts
because my x-ray vision had intimated that he wasn't wearing underpants
under his shorts, "So, how old are you darling?"

   My inner voice told me not to answer him but I ignored it, "I'm
eleven...why?"

   "Does that mean that you're really nine years old?"

   I was a little affronted, "They don't let students under eleven years
old go to my school...why did you think that I'd lie about my age?"

   "When my daughter was eleven, she always told men that she was thirteen
years old unless she thought she could get away with telling them that she
was fourteen!"

   "Why would she do that?"

   "She thought that more men would be happy to have sex with her if they
thought she was older than she really was..." he turned his back on me
again and looked up at the riggers wrestling the massive steel beam into
position so that they could bolt it into place and his volume reduced as he
continued, "...I'd be more interested in an eleven year old girl than an
older one anyway!"

   I looked around to see if anyone else was around and that might be why
he spoke more softly, another man was about ten feet away and walking up
behind me...I was looking back at the builder by the time he reached me, he
asked what was going on.  I looked over my shoulder at his face, I would
never usually talk to a stranger in the street but something in me kicked
my arse and I blurted out, "The pavement is closed until the crane parks to
let us go past."

   He looked down at my face and smiled at me, "Any idea how long it'll
take?"

   "I was told that it'll take at least fifteen minutes and that was ten
minutes ago."

   I was just being thanked by the man behind me when the builder turned to
face me again, "I'm sorry guys, it'll be at least ten more minutes."

   The business man checked his watch and he turned and walked back towards
the corner to take another route to his office.

   Everything seemed to stop as the men on the high trapeze fiddled huge
bolts into small holes and started to tighten them.  He turned back to me
again, "My name is Calum...what's yours?"

   "I'm Emily."

   "Nice to meet you Emily, what do you do for your lunch Emily?"

   I dug my hand in my pocket, I had an ID card to get me into school, "My
mum puts credit on this for me to buy what I need from the refectory."

   "That sounds nice, we have a hut at the back of the site office to eat
our sandwiches in but at this time of the year it gets very hot in there so
I go down by the canal under the railway bridge so I can eat out of the
way...of the sun."

   The radio barked, "Lines away, is it safe to move?"

   He looked up, "North banksman, give the rigger a few seconds please,
he's too close to the swinging chains."

   I looked up and saw a totally mental man was sitting on the new girder
about ten feet away from the beams that it had been bolted too and the
rigger was shuffling backwards on his bottom with no safety net under him
as the thick steel chain swung wildly in the air.

   When the rigger reached the ladder that he had been standing on earlier,
Calum put the microphone to his mouth, "North banksman...safe to lower
away."

   The little speaker repeated that it was safe to the south as well.

   My inner voice said, 'Why do you think that he told you that he'll be
under the railway bridge on his own at lunchtime?'

   I thought, 'I'm sure that there was no...'

   Calum turned suddenly, "What was that Emily?"

   'Shit, I was actually talking outloud there, "Just a little frog in my
throat."

   "Oh, you like Frenchmen then do you darling?"

   I shook my head.

   "Well, you must do, if you let one get all the way into your throat!"

   The shocked look took a while to cross my face as I realised that he was
being very rude and suggesting that I had sucked a Frenchman's cock.  He
laughed at my reaction, "It took you a whole minute to work that out, at
your age my daughter would have spotted my rude joke in a second but then I
guess that she had more experience back then than you have today."

   His laughter took the blush out of my face a little when I realised that
he was just joking with me.

   "So...Emily, what is your boyfriend doing today while you're at school?"

   Well that caused me to laugh myself, "I don't have a boyfriend."

   He looked thoughtful for a moment, "Girlfriend?"

   I laughed out loud, "No, no girlfriend, I don't think that I'm that way
inclined!"

   He smiled at me and looked over his shoulder as the boom of the crane
lowered into its parked position.

   "Just a few seconds now Emily darling...so, are you still a virgin
Emily?"

   'Cheeky bastard!' came from my little voice, 'Kick him in his nuts Em!'

   I nodded my head.

   He looked surprised, "Do you live here in town Emily?"

   I nodded my head.

   "Ahhh, that explains it, village girls get introduced to sex far earlier
than town or city girls...my daughter lost her virginity when she was nine
years old!"

   "Wow...erm, how did you know that she had...lost...it?"

   He chuckled, "I walked in on them as they were doing it and saw it with
my own eyes."

   The little loud speaker on his radio barked out,
"Stop...stop...stop...all stopped."

   He smiled at me as he said into his microphone, "North banksman, I'm
opening the pavement for two minutes!", and then he spoke to me directly,
"Okay Emily, you can go to school now...hey, I hope to see you again soon
darling!"

   I walked down the side of the crane and saw another builder at the back
of the crane, he gave me a sweet smile as I walked past him, he was dressed
almost exactly the same way as Calum was but his shorts were navy-blue, he
gave me a whistle and said, "Calum always gets all the luck!"

   I heard Calum call out, "Come on darling, I can only hold the pavement
open for another minute."

   I looked back, another pedestrian was walking towards the crane and
Calum was chivvying her on to get past before he had to close the pavement
again.

   I'd only been at the high school for a few weeks so I didn't really feel
fully confident about the place, didn't fully know all the ins and outs but
I had noticed that I'd spotted 'Relationships' developing around me, at
primary school, boys and girls hardly ever spoke to each other but in the
high school, you could see couples pairing off and becoming
friendly...well, to be honest, the year six girls like me were being
befriended by boys from year eight and older, the boys in my year were all
still keeping themselves to themselves.

   I had eighty minutes of English first...dead boring...we were discussing
the language of Shakespeare, not just the fact that his 'Voice' was poetic
but that some of the words that he used wouldn't have been recognised by
people of his time because he made words up to fit the rhythm of his
play..it was even more boring because we had an odd number of students in
today and I ended up sitting on my own.

   At mid morning break, I dodged my friends who wanted to talk to me over
break, I walked up to the fence close to the gate I'd gone into school
through and spotted the man in the dark blue shorts was fastening a chain
onto the last girder so that it could be flown up to the riggers again, he
came close to the fence, I heard Calum saying that the North of the rig was
clear and his friend said that the south was also clear.

   He wasn't looking at me, his back was to me, "Hi Emily isn't it?"

   'Shit!' popped into my head, "Erm...yes!"

   "My name is John...my friends call me 'Big John' and not because of how
tall I am if you know what I mean!"

   I mumbled, "Hi John."

   He moved away from me slightly, "South banksman, slow the slew a little,
the girder is starting to swing...can you lower the girder to the road and
let Calum get it under control before you take it up again!"

   He came back to where he had been when he was talking to me before,
"Will we see you later...perhaps after you've had your posh dinner in your
refectory Emily darling?"

   Before I had the chance to answer the whistle was blown, "Emily
Weston...what are you doing by that fence?"

   I turned my back on John, it was Mr Prescott, he was my general science
teacher, I walked away from the fence to two inner voices, the first said,
'How the hell does Mr Prescott remember our name?' and the other said, 'I
told you that Calum was asking us to go down to the river to him at
lunchtime and it looks like John will be there as well!'

   I was almost fizzing all the way through my eighty minute long maths
lesson, in my first eleven years of life, sex had never entered my head but
today, it had reared its ugly head for the first time.

   I was sitting next to Kate Preston or 'KP Nut' as we called her, I
leaned in closer to her ear, "Kate...you're from a small village, have you
seen much sex about in your village?"

   She gave me a strange look, we'd only known each other for around four
weeks, had only sat together a few times and we'd never mentioned the 'S'
word before, she thought about it for a moment and then she nodded her
head.

   "How old were you the first time you noticed it?"

   Kate leaned forward a little to hide her mouth from the teacher, "All my
life, we saw animals all around us doing it and my parents never tried to
sugar-coat things, they just told me the truth about what was going on."

   I had to wait a moment before I spoke the next time as the teacher was
looking straight at me.

   "Not between animals, I mean...like...you know, you and sex?"

   "Oh that, I think I was about eight when Paul Grant wanted to put his
hand down the front my knickers!"

   My little voice said, 'Lucky cow!'

   I looked over at Kate, "And?"

   Kate gave me an exasperated look, "And I let him of course."

   "Miss Weston, is everything okay over there?"

   "Sorry sir...erm, I need a rubber and I can't find mine!"

   That little inner voice said, 'You'll need a rubber if you go down to
the canal after your lunch!'

   The teacher told me just to rule a line through my wrong answer and
write the correct answer under it.  I looked over at him, I wanted to ask
Kate what it was like to let a boy put his hands down her knickers back
when she was only eight but the teacher was looking over at my desk.

   I didn't often eat with Kate but I had done a few times in the few weeks
that we'd been at the new school and as soon as the teacher looked down at
his book again, I whispered, "Kate, what are you doing at lunch time?"

   She looked at the teacher first and then back at me, "I'm going over to
Michael Wright's house with him at lunch time!"

   I looked around our class, 'Who the hell is Michael Wright?' I looked
back at Kate and gave her a confused look, "He's in 'Nine Alpha', not in
our class!"

   I gave a little gasp, Kate like me was only just eleven years old and
she was going over to a fourteen year old boy's house with him at lunch
time.

   Kate looked over at me, she looked at the shocked look on my face and
grinned at me, "Yes, I know, that was fast work on my part and Michael's a
real catch!"

   I was in the queue to get into the refectory when I saw Kate walking at
the side of a boy who looked twice as tall as her and as they passed
through the little gate by the back of the crane, they kissed and Michael's
hand was rubbing over her arse through her school skirt.

   'Fuck this...I'm not that hungry anyway!' jumped into my head as I
turned my back on the refectory and started walking towards the school's
rear exit, the exit closest to the canal and railway line.

   I ran for the first fifty yards but then slowed to a walk as I closed in
on the railway bridge.  Calum and John were tucked out of the way, they had
a large cardboard box that they had flattened out on a cobbled slope
leading up to the railway bridge and they were sitting side by side eating
sandwiches.

   I took a deep breath as I turned the corner and stood in front of
Calum's big boots, my face turning red as I waited for Calum to empty his
mouth.

   He smiled at me, "Hi darling, I didn't expect you so early, I thought
that you might have your lunch first!"

   Calum stood up and he wrapped me in his arms and kissed me passionately
on my lips, he looked over his shoulder, "I hope that you don't mind my
mate John watching us darling!"

   I looked over at John and just shrugged my shoulders.

   Calum kissed me again and his arms unwrapped from my back and he fumbled
between our bodies, when his lips slipped off of mine and he stepped away a
little, he had unbuttoned the front of my blazer and was sliding his hands
between my blazer and shirt to stroke my back, feeling all the way up to my
shoulder blades.  When he hadn -(TM)t come across any kind of strapping
from a bra or a vest under my school shirt, he smiled at me.

   "Did you take your bra off before coming down here or don't you wear a
bra darling?"

   It would have been a really embarrassing question if we were alone but
having John there listening as well made it doubly so, I was looking at
John and blushing a bright red.

   "Just ignore John, pretend he isn't here at all, so, which was it
darling?"

   I shook my head, "I don't wear bras yet!"

   I got another smile from Calum as he slipped his hands back out in front
of me.  My shirt had the top two buttons undone because I had my shirt
collar over my blazer's collar, Calum moved his hands up to the third
button and started to twist it out of its' hole, "Is this okay darling?"

   I looked over at John but Calum caught my chin and turned my face back
to him, he brushed his lips over mine and returned his fingers to my shirt
button.  "Okay?"

   I nodded my head, rubbing the tip of my nose against his lips and he
kissed me there.

   We had another kiss and I felt him pulling my shirt out of the waistband
of my trousers.  In just two seconds, he had unfastened all of the buttons
down the front of my shirt.

   Calum stepped away again and he looked at my upper body as he pulled the
front of my shirt open, I didn't have breasts but I did have very large,
very responsive nipples and as he pinched my left nipple, they both grew
massively and actually became painful, just because of how large they had
become.  Calum's body was blocking John's view of me, I leaned over
slightly as Calum eased my shoulders out of my blazer and shirt
combination, I just wanted to see what John was doing, he saw my face pop
into sight past Calum's arm and he gave me a smile as he bit into his
sandwich again.

   Calum had seen me lean over to see John, "Would you like John to see you
like this?"

   I shrugged my shoulders again and Calum stepped to his left, "What do
you think John?"

   He put his sandwich down and grinned at me as he emptied his mouth,
"Fucking fantastic mate, Emily has beautiful little tits.

   Calum had thrown my blazer and shirt onto the cobble bank at the side of
the cardboard box, he took my right wrist and put it on his naked belly, he
kissed the side of my ear and whispered, "Inside my shorts or out, the
choice is yours!", and then he let go of my wrist with my palm pressing
against his stomach, just above the waistband of his grey shorts.

   My inner voice cleared its throat and I steadied myself for her advice
to run away as fast as I could but I was shocked at the advice I was given,
'Inside...definitely inside, that lucky cow Kate Preston's been playing
with boys for over three years already!'

   I pressed my fingers into his stomach and rubbed my hand down inside his
shorts.

   I took his cock in my hand but then I was lost, I had no idea what to do
with a cock in my hand, I started to adjust my grip, feeling along the
length of his cock, I had no idea how big Calum was compared to other men
but when I closed my hand around it, my middle finger easily touched my
thumb and in my fist, there was still a little cock on both sides of my
hand so he could be six inches long.

   Calum kissed me again and he started rocking from side to side, that
caused his cock to slip in and out of my hand a little but also I was
turning slightly.  I felt my ankle flex slightly, Calum had turned me so
that my back was to John and I'd started to rise up the slope.  I looked
down, I was standing on the cardboard now...I saw John's fingers on my
shoes, John was unfastening the laces on my shoes and he lifted my feet,
one at a time and pulled my shoes off.

   Calum pulled his body away from mine a little, almost pulling his cock
out of my hand so that he could bend down and suck on my nipples.

   I looked over my shoulder at John, he was shuffling onto his knees and
shuffled in behind me, he rubbed his hands over my bottom and hips, he was
reaching around my body, he unfastened my belt and stopped for a moment,
Calum pulled his lips off of my nipple, "Is everything okay Emily?"

   I looked from John's hands to my now open belt and then to my hand on
Calum's cock on the inside of his shorts before looking into Calum's eyes,
I smiled at him and nodded my head.

   John flipped the button on the waistband of my trousers and pulled the
zipper down.  He caught my knickers with his fingers as he pulled my
trousers down and eased them down off of my feet.  For eleven years I'd
been careful not to even flash my knickers in public but today, I was
totally naked, apart from ankle socks with a lace turnover, in front of two
men, two men that I'd never met in my life before today and I was staring
at one of their cocks that was still in the palm of my hand.

   Calum was looking at my now totally naked body, the faint dusting of
dark brown hairs that were starting to colour the triangle above my pussy,
he lifted my chin to stop me looking down at his cock and my own pussy. 
"Have you ever sucked a cock Emily?"

   I shook my head.

   "Would you like to have a go at sucking my cock for me?"

   I stopped myself shrugging my shoulders, my usual response to a
difficult question, I let Calum give me a quick kiss before saying, "I'm
not sure...what do I have to do?"

   Calum smiled at my answer, "Just kiss the end of my cock, open your
mouth and try to get just my cockhead in your mouth, if you don't like it,
just let me rub my cock against your lips for a few minutes!"

   That little voice prodded me, 'What are you doing here if you aren't
even willing to try anything!'

   I started to bend my knees to go down for him, "Not like that, keep your
legs straight, just bend at the waist."

   I bent over and he pushed his cock against my lips, I pressed my lips
against his cock before opening my mouth and letting him push his cock into
my mouth, I felt John reposition himself and then his voice came from the
side of my face, "That's a beautiful sight Calum, does her mouth feel
really soft?"

   "Bloody fantastic John mate, you could give me a bit of a hand back
there though!"

   I heard John shuffle on the sheet of cardboard again, then he touched my
right ankle, "Lift your foot for me Emily."

   Calum was holding my head in place as John opened my legs, he started
kissing around my bottom and slightly further around to lick over my pussy,
pushing his spittle deep into my cunt, John's mouth left my cunt and he
said, Emily's as ready as she'll ever be Calum mate!"

   Calum pulled my mouth off of his cock just as I'd gotten into the swing
of actually sucking him rather than just letting Calum fuck my mouth as I
stood there passively.

   "Can I try fucking you now darling?"

   I straightened my back and looked into his smiling face, I only thought
for a moment and then I nodded my head before sitting on the cardboard next
to John's side, I was about to roll onto my back when Calum stopped me,
"Get on your hands and knees...in that position, you don't have all of my
weight on top of you!"

   I shrugged my shoulders and started to roll back onto my hands and
knees, Calum turned me so that I was looking at John, Calum slid in behind
me and he rubbed his cock against my pussy from behind, he eased forward, I
gasped in pain as the head of his cock started to stretch my labia, "John,
give Emily something to take her mind off of my cock!"

   John pulled his shorts down and I gasped again, this time, not from the
pain of a cock invading my cunt but just from seeing why John's friends all
called him 'Big John'.

   My head was pulled down onto John's cock so I was sucking the second
cock of my life and it was really stretching my jaw wide open.

   I was suitably distracted from what was going on behind me and suddenly
Calum was fucking me at full speed while I screamed into John's cock, it
took Calum just seconds to climax and pull out and I was spun around on the
cardboard to face Calum again.  I was about to suck his cock again but the
blood covering his cock put me off but that didn't stop John forcing his
cock up my cunt, using Calum's semen to act as lubrication to get his
massive cock gloved in my cunt.

   John climaxed a lot faster than Calum had done but it was understandable
because I was so tight and John's cock so massive...understandable but
disappointing, I hadn't actually reached my own climax and two men had
fucked me to their own orgasms.

   Now, something happened that totally surprised me, my inner voice was
screaming at me to grab my clothes and run for it but instead of listening
to my much wiser inner voice, I just sat there, totally naked with a naked
man on each sides of me, I was given a sandwich to eat, as much I think to
keep me occupied and calm as anything else, I looked at my watch, shook it
in case it had stopped but no, it was still working and it was only twenty
five minutes past twelve, I was sure that it had taken the men so long to
get into my knickers that I would already be late for the start of my
afternoon's lessons at school.

   Calum rolled a tissue into a sausage and he fed that up into my pussy
hole and he twisted it around a few times to collect all of their semen and
the blood that I'd leaked out of my pussy.

   It took me two minutes to eat my sandwich, Calum looked into my cunt and
he said, "It should be okay to put your knickers back on now, not much mess
left up there!"

   At exactly twelve thirty, both men pulled their shorts on and left me
getting dressed as they went back to work for the afternoon.  Calum'
parting question was, "Will you be coming back again to share our lunch
with us at lunchtime tomorrow Emily?"

   I shrugged my shoulders...at that exact moment, I would have happily
returned the next day but, I knew that once I had the time to think about
it, I would definitely have chickened out by tomorrow lunchtime."

   I started my dressing ritual by pulling my knickers out of my trousers
and pulling them into place on my body, then I did the same with my shirt
and blazer and put my shirt on, buttoned it up to two buttons from the top
and then I slipped my legs into my trousers, tucked my shirt in to the
waistband so that it was neat and before I got to put my shoes on, I heard
young voices out on the path from school to the canal.

   I looked at the sheet of cardboard, it looked like someone had been
killed on the cardboard mattress, all the blood and spunk that had been
spilled all over it, I had to make a quick choice, putting my shoes and
blazer on or flipping the cardboard over to hide the evidence of my
deflowering and I chose the second option.  As soon as I flipped the
cardboard, I dropped my blazer on it and sat quickly at the side of my
blazer to try and put my shoes on.

   Four of the year eleven boys walked around the corner holding cigarettes
in their hands.

   I recognised them all but not their names, on my first day at the
school, my year group had been paraded around in front of all the year
eleven students and we were told to look up to them as role models and go
to them for advice but our teacher all lived in a fools paradise, as we
were being told to look up to them, the year twelve kids were all shaking
their heads to warn us not to.

   One of the sixteen year old boys looked down at me sitting on the card,
"I know you...you're in KP Nut's class, she's in my house at the moment
with my younger brother, Michael, getting her arse fucked off, so, what are
you doing down here on your own baby?"

   I jutted my chin out, I'd just been fucked by two men from the building
site and wasn't feeling the slightest bit worried about four sixteen year
old boys standing over me and for about the first time in my life, I didn't
feel shy or embarrassed either.

   "I'm Emily...not baby."

   "Do you smoke Emily?"

   I shook my head but then I remembered earlier, at twelve o'clock, if
anyone had asked me if I sucked cocks or fucked...I would have said no, but
I should have said not yet as it turned out..."I've never tried!"

   He lit his cigarette and filled his lungs, as he breathed the grey smoke
out of his lungs, he said, "Want to try?"

   I nodded my head, my inner voice said, 'Erm...Emily...' I cut her short
by thinking, 'Why not...let it be a day for new experiences.'

   He kneeled down at my side on the sheet of cardboard and he held the fag
in between his index and middle fingers, he placed the tip of the cigarette
against my lips, his palm against my left cheek and his fingertips stroking
against my right.  I filled my lungs and began coughing my lungs up.

   He laughed at me as I coughed and choked, "Any chance of a kiss for the
drag on my fag Emily?"

   I gave him a half smile as my little inner voice said, 'He should have
asked that before he let you try it...not after, especially as it was so
horrible!'

   I nodded my head and he leaned in and kissed me on my lips, 'One
Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi...twenty Mississippi!'

   He pulled his lips away from mine and gave me a sweet smile, he looked
at my trousers, then he put his free hand on my left knee and started to
move my left leg from side to side, stopping me getting my left foot into
my shoe "Why do you always wear trousers to school Emily?"

   I put my hand on top of his to stop him shaking my leg from side to
side, "I don't like to show my legs off in skirts or dresses, they're too
skinny!"

   He grinned at me again, "I'll bet that they aren't that bad...come on,
show me what they look like out in the open air."

   For the first time since the four of them arrived, I looked at his three
mates, they were all standing by the edge of the bridge, looking towards
the school or towards the lock gates to see if anyone was coming close.  I
tried to roll my left trouser leg up but they were too tight, "Not like
that...take your trousers down for me to see them properly."

   "I can't do that...not out here...not in front of them!"

   "Don't be silly, they aren't interested in you, look, they're more
interested in their fags and not getting caught smoking down here."

   I looked at the three boys again, they really weren -(TM)t interested in
what me and Michael Wright's older brother were doing, they hadn't looked
in our direction once since they had been here, I thought, 'I showed two
older men my whole body a few minutes ago so what was the problem with
showing one sixteen year old boy my bare legs?

   I opened my trousers and pulled them down over my feet.

   He replaced his hand on my knee, "I like your legs...love your little
'Hello Kitty' knickers too.  Are you still a virgin?"

   I shook my head, I would have nodded it thirty minutes ago...actually, I
may not have answered at all thirty minutes ago, I'd have been running for
the hills.

   He smiled at that, "Do you like sucking cocks as well Emily?"

   I nodded my head again.

   He pulled my head into his crotch, I was left to open his fly and pull
his cock out of his pants, I started sucking him...my first blow-job, just
over thirty minutes earlier, my mouth was stationary and Calum fucked it,
when I looked after John, my mouth was stationary but I sucked at his
massive cock head...neither man climaxed in my mouth because they had
better places in mind to drop their loads.  With Michael's older brother, I
was using my hand to rub his cock, I was applying suction and I was licking
his cock as and when I could...I'd progressed massively over the course of
just three blow-jobs.

   He didn't cum in my mouth either, he got very close but pulled back, he
grabbed my knickers and yanked them down to my feet, pulling them over my
right foot, leaving my knickers looking like they were part of my ankle
sock hanging around my left ankle.  He buried his cock in my cunt and
started fucking me energetically.  I had my orgasm in five minutes flat
which was lovely.  He called out "Robert, come and fuck Emily's mouth."

   I looked over at the group of three boys, I realised that I did actually
know one of the boys, his name was Robert Weston and he could actually have
been a distant cousin and looking at the smile on his face as he watched
his friend fucking me like an animal, he knew about our possible
relationship.  I'd seen him at morning assembly on my first day at high
school, he was being given a medal for some sporting prowess over the
summer holidays.

   He knelt at the side of my head, pulled his cock out of his trousers and
pushed it in my mouth, "Can I fuck her after you finish in her Simon?"

   'Ah...so now I know what Michael's older brother's name is!'

   I was sucking Robert between gasping through yet another orgasm when a
very deep voice came from the direction of the footpath, "What the hell's
going on here then?"

   I pulled my mouth off of Robert's cock and looked over at the location
of the voice, the two remaining boys on look out duty had moved, they were
both standing close to me, Robert and Simon, their cocks were out and they
were wanking as the three of us were fucking.

   Mr Prescott pushed the other two boys out of the way, "I might have
known that Simon Walker would be at the centre of this little bit of
mischief!"

   Even though Mr Prescott was standing there watching us, Simon didn't
stop fucking me but Robert Weston put his cock away.  It took Simon Walker
another four minutes to climax in my pussy and for that four minutes I was
watching Mr Prescott writing in his punishment book.  I felt Simon shooting
in my cunt as Mr Prescott announced, "Paul Cooper...one demerit for being
out of school at lunch time without permission!  Do you travel to school on
the school bus or do you live local Mr Cooper?"

   "Bus sir!"

   "Your detention will be twelve thirty until one thirty tomorrow
lunchtime!"

   Simon pulled his cock out of my cunt and started pulling his trousers up
without bothering to wipe his cock clean.

   "Alan Smith...one demerit for being out of school at lunch time without
permission!  Do you travel to school on the school bus or do you live local
Mr Smith?"

   "I'm local sir!"

   "Detention this afternoon, three thirty until four thirty!"

   Robert walked over to Mr Prescott with his hand out, I looked down at my
naked lower half, the stream of semen flooding out of my cunt and I whined,
"Has anyone got any tissues that I could have?"

   "Robert Weston...one demerit for being out of school at lunch time
without permission!  Do you travel to school on the school bus or do you
live local Mr Weston?"

   "Local sir!"

   "Detention this afternoon, three thirty until four thirty!"

   "And the best until last, Simon Walker...one demerit for being out of
school at lunch time without permission, one demerit for being out of
school uniform at lunchtime!  I know that you live local Mr Walker, so your
detention will be this evening from three thirty until four thirty and the
same again tomorrow afternoon!"

   I whined again, "Tissues anyone...please?"

   The four boys all shook their heads as they turned the corner of the
bridge and walked out of sight to return to school.

   Mr Prescott stood over me looking down at my bare pussy leaking spunk
all over the cardboard, "If you don't have any tissues...use your knickers
Miss Weston!"

   I pushed my back up off of the cardboard and pulled my knickers from my
left ankle, wrapping my knickers around two fingers and pushing them deep
into my cunt to clean myself out.  'Poor 'Hello Kitty' knickers, I'll never
be able to look Kitty in the eye again!', popped into my head as I dredged
them through my pussy, soaking them wet with Simon's juice...well, I guess
a little of it was my juice too as Simon had actually given me quite a lot
of pleasure before Mr Prescott stopped my climax but not Simon's.

   I balled my knickers up, there wasn't a single spot on them that was dry
enough to pop them in my pocket so I cast them into the canal so I never
would be looking those 'Hello Kitty' knickers in the eye ever again.

   I looked over at Mr Prescott, he was out on the path and he shouted,
"All the way to school please gentlemen!"

   I grabbed my trousers and shook them, I'd been in such a hurry to take
them off that the leg had caught on my foot and turned itself inside out, I
looked over at Mr Prescott as he turned to look down towards the canal
lock, the little voice on my shoulder said, 'hold on a minute, look at that
bulge in his trousers, don't shake the leg free, push your hand down to
straighten them out!'

   He walked over to me and looked down between my legs again, I'd twisted
my left knee to bring my left foot up closer to my hands so that I could
slip my left leg into my trousers.

   "I guess that Simon walker was the first to fuck you today Emily...he is
the alpha male in that group after all."

   I could have been more precise and said that Simon was actually third
man at bat but I just nodded my head.

   I was looking at Mr Prescott's trousers as he stood over me, I saw his
cock make a little jump under his trousers as his eyes focussed in on my
wide open pussy, he seemed to like looking down at my open pussy so I moved
my right leg to copy the position of my left, opening my gash even wider,
causing another jump inside his trousers.

   "It's a pity that Simon was in such a hurry to fuck you, he didn't
finish undressing you...opening your shirt and bra at least...for his
friends to see all of your beautiful body!"

   I gave him a little smile, "No bra on sir...nothing to put in a bra!"

   "Okay, he should have opened your shirt and pushed your vest up!"

   "No vest either sir...it's too hot today and anyway, this shirt is too
thick for anyone to see anything through it anyway."

   "So, it looks like you're out of school uniform as well Emily!"

   I looked down at my open pussy and thought, 'No shit Sherlock
Holmes...you think I might not be wearing official school uniform at the
moment?'

   "Anyway, full bra or not, I'm sure that what you do have looks
beautiful."

   'He's fishing Emily girl...take the bait or not, it's up to you?'

   "Do you need to check sir...see if I'm correctly dressed for school?"

   He looked from my pussy to my face for the first time since the boys
left us, he smiled at me and just nodded his head once so I started
unbuttoning my shirt again, I was getting quite used to undressing in
public now, when I reached the bottom button and pulled my shirt open, Mr
Prescott clicked his fingers and gestured for me to stand up, my shirt
still over my shoulders but the front wide open.

   I stood up in front of him and he stepped in to me, he kissed me and
pushed my shirt off of my shoulders, the cuffs caught over my wrists and
his mouth slipped from my lips and went down to my massive nipples, as he
bit down on my nipple it was quite painful, they had been erect for over an
hour so far and in the past, my nipples were only usually erect for a few
seconds at a time.

   He checked his watch, "You'd better get dressed...you have to be back in
school in just six minutes."

   I started to struggle my shirt back into place and as he watched me, he
said, "When was your last period Emily?"

   "I've never had one yet sir!"

   "So...you don't know how safe or dangerous it was to let Simon Walker
screw you earlier then?"

   "I can't get pregnant before my first period can I sir?"

   He shook his head, "Unfortunately, you can fall pregnant even if you've
never had a period before...some girls have a baby before they've ever had
a period!"

   I smoothed my shirt down before pulling my trousers closed and fastening
them so that my shirt looked neat and tidy.

   We started walking back towards school, "I'd better give you a
permission slip to go and see the school nurse...it would be safer if you
took the morning after pill."

   "Do I get a demerit slip for being out of school at lunch time without
permission sir...or one for being out of school uniform?"

   "Oh yes, I owe you a pink slip...don't I?"

   He opened his punishment book and flipped about eight yellow pages back
to a full set of three coloured slips and tore the pink slip out of the
book before handing it to me.

   I looked at the pink slip, 'Emily Weston, permission to leave school at
lunchtime and be out of uniform for anthropological project work.' And it
was timed at ten thirty this morning.

   I gave him a confused look.

   "Well, this morning at break time, I thought that you were flirting with
that builder through the fence and thought that you might have slipped out
of school to met him at lunch time."

   We walked a few more feet as he was writing out the permission slip for
me to see the school nurse on medical grounds.

   "So Emily, I guess that you don't have a problem with incest!"

   "I don't think I have but what made you say that sir?"

   "Because Robert Weston must be a relative of yours, Weston isn't a local
name, there are only about ten Weston families in town and as far as I
know, they all come down from Benjamin Weston, the man who started Weston's
boot and shoe factory in the eighteen hundreds so Robert is probably a
first or second cousin of yours and you were sucking his cock to get him
ready to take over fucking you from Simon Walker!"

   I smiled, "I've never seen Robert Weston before...well, I saw him
collecting his medal from the headmaster at morning assembly one day but I
didn't recognise him until you said his name when you gave him his
punishment slip."

   He handed me the permission slip to see the nurse, I looked at it, it
didn't say nurse, it said, to see Mrs Prescott for medical reasons.

   "Is Prescott a common name around here sir?"

   "Not really, I've fathered about forty kids that are at this school at
the moment but their mothers usually give them their husband's last names
instead of mine..." He laughed at me and he continued with, "...but the
school nurse is actually my wife!"

   "Are you joking about the number of children that you've fathered that
are at this school at the moment sir?"

   "Well, I can give you a few examples that I know for sure, if you swear
not to tell anyone..."

   I nodded my head, "Cross my heart and hope to die if I tell anyone."

   "...Well, Simon Walker and his younger brother are two of mine..." he
looked thoughtful for a moment, "...is Kate Preston in your class?"

   I nodded my head, "But you gave Simon two one hour detentions."

   He smiled and nodded his head, "But I didn't report him for screwing you
in front of his friends, that would have been a month's suspension..." he
took a deep breath, "...Kate's definitely one of my little bastards and she
has a lovely little body on her...her tits are just like her mothers were
when she was Kate's age!"

   "I often end up sitting next to Kate...well, at the moment anyway, we
haven't really all found our feet yet, we haven't really set up our little
tribes so far!"

   He nodded his head, "These first few weeks are usually very difficult to
get a handle on each other, difficult for us teachers too, I mean, I put
you down as a possible lesbian the first time I saw you in my class...who
would have thought that you would have put on such a wonderful performance
for Simon and his friends after just three...no, four weeks.  And I think I
spotted Kate Preston running over to Michael Walker's house at twelve
o'clock but I wasn't in the playground that early so I could have been
mistaken, there are a few girls that look like Kate from a distance."

   He looked up and down the path, "If I can't see anyone from here at, one
twenty-nine...then they're late..." He closed and locked the back gate into
school and we set off towards the school building.

   "Have you volunteered for any extramural activities Emily?"

   I shrugged my shoulders, "Like what?"

   "Well, the school needs librarians, choir singers, orchestra musicians
The drama group needs actors as well as back stage helpers and some
teachers need classroom monitors...I was thinking of telling Kate to put in
for classroom monitor, I would have picked her to be my little helper in
the general science laboratory but if you volunteered, I'd pick you over
her any day of the week."

   I walked through school and into the administration area where I was
challenged for the first time and had to show a prefect my pink slip, he
pointed to the passageway behind the reception desk, "Down there, second
door on the left!"

   The first aid room's door was wide open and the nurse was cleaning out a
bloody graze on Benjamin Rubenstein's left knee, she looked up at me,
"Emily Weston?"

   I nodded my head, "Yes Mrs Prescott!"

   Benjamin jumped out of his skin as the alcohol wipe rubbed over the raw
flesh of his wound.

   "Take a seat in the passageway please Emily."

   Ben was given a pink slip and sent back to his classroom.  I'd been in
primary school with Ben, we were in the same class in primary but he'd been
put in six gamma when we moved up to high school while I'd been placed in
six alpha.  While I had forty minutes of geography after lunch followed by
eighty minutes of art, six gamma were doing eighty minutes of sport
followed by forty minutes of history.

   "I've excused you sports Mr Rubenstein, I don't want any mud getting
into that wound now that I've cleaned it up...okay?  And don't put a
dressing on it before tomorrow, it needs to breathe and dry up."

   He nodded his head and hobbled past me on the seat in the passageway, he
gave me a smile, "Don't tell anyone that I cried in there please Emily!"

   "I didn't see anything Ben...how's your class..."

   My conversation was cut short by Mrs Prescott calling my name.

   Ben blurted out, "We should eat lunch together one day Emily...compare
classes or something."

   I stepped into the first aid room and Mrs Prescott closed the door, that
little voice said, 'Why was the door left open for Ben but closed for us?'

   I was just about to voice my little imps question to the school nurse
but she got in first, "So Emily, you had unprotected sex with Simon Walker
and now you need the morning after pill?"

   I nodded my head.

   "And after taking the pill, you'll have your first ever period?"

   I nodded my head again, she filled two beakers with water and put them
on the table in front of me.

   "I'm going to give you the pill and I want you to drink the whole of the
first glass of water...then, I have to check your mouth to make sure that
the pill has gone and you have to drink the second glass full of water to
make sure that the pill is deep inside your stomach before it starts to
work on your body."

   She placed the pill in my mouth and handed me the first glass of water,
"Drink all of it."

   I emptied the glass, "Open your mouth please...lift your tongue." She
even pulled my left cheek to the left to look at the side of my teeth and
the same with my right cheek.  "Drink the second glass of water please."

   She went to her supply cupboard and pulled out a panty liner, "You'll
need one of these in the gusset of your trousers, your period will start
with a vengeance in an hour or so.  Tom told me that you had to use your
knickers to clean up after Simon climaxed in you so the liner won't be
perfect but it will catch a little of the blood."

   She was filling in a form on her computer, "I'm printing out a letter
for you to take to your doctor, if you haven -(TM)t made the appointment by
this time next week, your doctor will send a letter to your house, if you
want my advice, tell your mother as soon as you get home that you started
your period today but exaggerate how much pain you're in, pretend that you
can't get comfortable all evening, take a warm bath and use a hot water
bottle on your stomach all evening.  In the morning tell your mother that
you couldn't get to sleep all night."

   As her printer burped the letter out for me, she smiled at me, "So
Emily...how did Simon compare with the other boys that you've had sex with
so far?"

   I gave her a confused look, I was about to say that Simon was the first
boy that I'd had sex with but fortunately my inner voice butted in before I
opened my mouth, 'Calum and John were both men but they both count as boys
for the purpose of comparison!'

   "I mean, did Simon make sure that you had your pleasure before he had
his?"

   I nodded my head.

   She raised her eyebrows and kind of gestured with her head, 'She wants
more!'

   "He was the first boy to actually give me an orgasm...well...during the
act, two actually, two orgasms I mean, I was just having my second climax
when your...erm...Mr Prescott turned up and killed my fun."

   "But my husband obviously didn't put Simon off?"

   I shook my head, "No, Simon just ignored him and carried on as if he
wasn't there."

   'Wow, look at the front of her blouse!' My inner voice alerted me to the
fact that the school nurses nipples were standing out like chapel
hat-pegs...a little like mine did but she had large breasts as well as big
nipples, she was getting a little turned on talking with me about sex.

   "There were four boys there at the side of the canal with you, so, which
one of them was lining up to take second place in you after Simon finished
Emily?"

   "Simon got me to suck Robert Weston's cock while he was fucking me!"

   I saw a little shiver run through her body as I said that,
"Delicious...especially with the possibility that Robert could be a close
relative...that would have been an extra turn on...well, for me it would
have been at any rate."

   I was handed the letter and told to try not to let my mother see it,
"Remember, exaggerate how much pain you're in, try walking around in the
night as if you can't settle but in the morning, make it look like you want
to come to school, your mother won't let you but it will make her think
that you're still trying to live a normal life, she will probably say that
she'll ring the doctor for you but you show her how grown up you are, you
tell her that you'll walk down to the doctors to make your appointment...at
least that way, she won't find out that the appointment is because I've
given you the morning after pill.  Your doctor will probably put you on
birth control implants to stop you getting pregnant but your mother will
think that it is because of your painful period, so it will be a win...win
scenario, you'll be able to fuck all you like without fear of pregnancy and
no periods to spoil your fun."

   I opened my trousers and pressed the panty liner into the crotch.  I
picked up my letter and walked to the door, I walked slowly towards my
classroom reading the letter that I had to take to my doctor's surgery. 
'Emily has presented to my office this morning for emergency contraception,
while engaged in sexual intercourse with her long term boyfriend on Sunday
evening, the condom that they were using for birth control purposes
ruptured leaving her vulnerable to pregnancy at the most fertile part of
her menstrual cycle.'

   'I'd bloody well better not let mum see this letter or talk to my doctor
about anything for a while, she'd be suspicious because I was at home with
her and my father all day yesterday and my mother knew that I hadn't
actually started my periods!' The little imp on my shoulder chimed in with,
'Well, as Simon Walker is your only boyfriend...even if it was only for
twenty minutes...that must make him your longest term boyfriend at least!'

   I walked into geography class, handed my pink permission slip to Mrs
Jenson and apologised for being late into class.  I looked around, Kate
Preston was sitting alone at a double desk, there were other vacant seats
but I plopped down at Kate's side.

   "Where are we Kate?"

   "Room 'G1' Emily!"

   "Very funny you demented wig stand...where are we in the geography
book?"

   She grinned at me and slid her own book between us for me to share as we
were more than half way through the lesson, it was all about the various
ways that mountains formed over millennia.

   Once the room had got back into lesson mode, teacher asking questions,
students answering them, Kate asked me where I'd been, I told her that I'd
been to the nurse because I'd started my very first menstrual bleed.  Kate
almost pissed herself laughing at that.

   "Anyway, how did your lunch date with Michael Walker go?"

   "Could have been better!"

   "How?"

   "Well, I agreed to go home with Michael because his brother was supposed
to be there but I suppose that Michael tried hard to make up for my
disappointment."

   My personal little imp on the shoulder said, 'Ask her the question that
you really want to ask...go on!' "Erm...Kate...do you look much like your
mother?"

   She laughed, "I'm the twin of my mother when she was my age but I'm
smarter than her, she was at this school in 'Six delta' fourteen years
ago..." She held her hands open as if she was about to do jazz hands and
say 'ta-da', "...and look at me, I'm in 'Six alpha'...much smarter than she
was.

   "How about your dad...do you look anything like him?"

   She laughed again, "I've got a hundred uncles but no father!"

   "You must have a father...you know, biology and all that jazz!"

   "My mother told me that I might get to meet him one day but she's never
told me who he is."

   Art class was mad, we could see 'Six gamma' out on the football pitch
and Kate was trying to draw them but the buggers wouldn't stand still for a
minute.

   I got home ahead of my parents as usual, I changed out of my school
uniform and ripped the panty liner out of my trousers and it looked almost
as bloody as the cardboard sheet had looked after Calum and John took my
virginity.  I dumped it in the bin and found some white bikini-brief
knickers, I couldn't face pulling on my 'My Little Pony' knickers or
another pair of 'Hello Kitty' ones, not after having been fucked by three
boys and having sucked four cocks...and definitely not having to press a
panty liner into the crotch of such innocent garments.

   I looked down the row of clothes in my wardrobe, I had jeans a plenty,
trousers, slacks and leggings, there were a few dresses as well, my mother
insisted on my wearing a dress to important events like weddings and
funerals and she kept buying me pretty-pretty dresses that I hated wearing.

   I found myself slipping into the prettiest of the unworn dresses.  I
looked at myself in my mirror, the picture was skewed because of my short
back and sides hairstyle.  I wondered if Simon would find me desirable in
my pretty party dress or would it matter to him how I was dressed?

   The imp on my shoulder stamped her feet, she had a huge pair of steel
toed boots on her feet like Calum and John wore, she was stamping her feet
to get my attention, 'You have a hole between your legs and you've already
proven to Simon that you're willing to let him empty his balls into it,
he'd find you desirable even if you were wearing a potato sack over your
body!'

   I moved from my bedroom to my parent's room, I looked at her dressing
table, she always moaned at me about not putting my toys away and here she
was, leaving all of her make up all over her dressing table!

   I put a little peach lipstick on my lips, duck egg blue shadow above my
eyes and a little delicate blusher on my cheeks.  I heard my mother's car
on the drive, I panicked, I was supposed to be feeling ill, not getting
ready for a party, so I grabbed a tissue and rubbed it over my face to take
most of the makeup off.

   By the time my mother got into the house, I was lying on the sofa
groaning, remembering to play act that the pain was far worse than it
actually was.

   "Are you okay darling?"

   "I've started my periods this afternoon and I'm in agony...I had to go
to the nurse's office for most of the afternoon because I couldn't
concentrate on my lessons...do we have a hot water bottle, the nurse
suggested that a hot water bottle on my stomach might sooth my cramps a
little!"

   A hot water bottle was produced and filled for me.  I lifted my dress
and put the bottle directly onto my belly before dropping my dress back in
place.

   Mum nodded her head, "Ahh!  I see why you're wearing a pretty dress this
evening..." Mum brushed her fingers above my eyes, "...You know, a little
light blue eye shadow above your eyes would really make them pop...might
make you feel a little better if I made your face up, make you look
prettier to match your dress, might make you feel a little better."

   I let mum take me up to her bedroom and paint my face, she chose
Mediterranean blue for above my eyes, far darker than the duck egg blue
that I'd used earlier, the lipstick was darker too, more red than peach but
the blusher was the same as the one I'd used earlier.

   Dad came home and stopped dead in his tracks, "Wow, are you going to a
party tonight pumpkin?"

   Mum whispered something into my father's ear and he blushed a little,
then he smiled, "Come on, we have to go out to celebrate this momentous
occasion!"

   I grimaced, "You two can go and celebrate, I'm going to go and sit in a
warm bath."

   My dad said, "Of course pumpkin...we will all go out for a lovely meal
as soon as you're feeling a little better!"

   I spent the whole evening playing up to the pain in my stomach.  Even
after bedtime, I paced up and down in my bedroom while my mother and father
sat in the living room watching TV.

   I dressed for bed wearing just a nighty and knickers instead of my usual
pyjamas, the nighty was quite new and I'd never worn it before because it
was far too girly for me.  I set my clock for two o'clock in the morning
and after it woke me up, I went down to the kitchen and boiled a kettle to
fill my hot water bottle up with boiling hot water.  I'd deliberately woken
my mother as I went down the stairs, mum came into the kitchen, her hand
patted my bottom, "Still in pain darling?"

   I nodded my head, she patted my bum again, "I'm glad to see that you're
wearing the night dress that your father bought you for your birthday last
year...try to let him see that you're wearing it tomorrow if he's still
here when you get up...he'll love seeing you in it."

   I nodded my head, "Mum, do periods get easier as we get older?"

   "Sorry darling, they tend to get more painful over the first few years,
I didn't have any pain at all from my first few periods but it was hell
after that."

   I was actually surprised at just how quickly my stomach cramps had worn
off with all the attention, the painkillers, the heat from the bath and the
hot water bottles but I was really piling on the acting, "I'm not sure I
could take it if the pain got any worse than this!"

   We both climbed the stairs together and before I went to sleep, I set my
alarm clock for four o'clock in the morning to repeat my act.

   When I went down to the kitchen at four o'clock in the morning, it was
my father that followed me down, as he walked into the kitchen he had a
concerned look on his face until he saw how I was dressed, his face
brightened up and he smiled as he said, "Wow baby, that nighty looks
amazing on you...I wish I'd bought one in your mothers size as well now!"

   I leaned on the kitchen counter with my left hand and the neck of my
nighty fell down to my left elbow exposing one of my nipples, "Hi dad, I'm
sorry that I woke you...you go back to bed and try to get back to sleep,
you've got to be up in two hours time to go to work."

   I smiled as my father's pyjama bottoms tented out when he saw my nipple
pop into view, I tried to be very casual about things, just a few hours
earlier, I'd never looked at any man or boy as a sexual object, especially
not my father or doubly not my father but when I realised that I'd caused
the massive erection in his pyjama bottoms, I felt my nipples grow harder
and longer and that change wasn't missed by my father...'This could become
a vicious circle...turn your back on him before his balls explode!'

   I turned and filled my hot water bottle again, then I lifted my left arm
to pop the shoulder of my nighty back into place and then we walked up the
stairs side by side.  I opened my bedroom door and I threw the hot water
bottle onto my bed, I pointed to the bathroom, "I'd better check if I need
to change!"

   There was quite a lot of blood in my panty liner and as I pinched
another of my mother's sanitary towels, I heard my mother say, "Was she
okay darling?"

   "Still in a lot of pain but look at this!"

   There was a click as my father turned their bedroom light on, I heard my
mother say, "Oh dear, that looks...erm, painful darling, you'd better get
it wrapped up in a condom and come over here."

   "But Emily is still awake darling!"

   "I know...and I know that in the past it was always me that wanted to
make sure that she was well asleep before we fucked but...but she's grown
up now that her periods have started, the next thing you know is her
breasts will fill out and then the boys will start swarming around her, she
needs to know what real life is all about now!"

   Mum stopped talking, there was a little groan of pleasure and then the
bedsprings started to squeak and squeal.

   I flushed the toilet and crossed the landing, I saw the light was
shining out from under my parent's bedroom door and mum was making little
'Huh...huh...huh!' noises.

   I was actually asleep before mum stopped making her little noises but
I'd reset my clock for six o'clock.

   When mum got up, I was dressed in the school uniform that she'd bought
for me before I started at the high school, including the 'T-bar' sandals,
the ankle socks with the sewn-in lace turnovers, the short skirt, blouse
and blazer...before today, I'd even refused to try the skirt on.  Mum gave
me a strange look, "What are you doing darling?"

   "I'm going to school."

   "You can't go to school today, you hardly slept a wink last night, I'm
going to phone the doctor from work and try to get us an appointment as
soon as possible."

   "No, if I have to see the doctor, I'll go down to the surgery, see if I
can get an emergency appointment as soon as possible."

   Mum looked really impressed by my adult response to the situation as
well as the way that I was willing to take charge of my illness myself.

   "I'll even ring in to school at eight o'clock to tell them that I won't
be in today."

   I walked to the doctor's surgery, still wearing my school uniform with
my skirt to make it look like I'd just popped in on my way to school.  I
pushed the letter from my school's nurse in front of the receptionist, she
read the note and raised her eyebrows as she looked at me.

   "Take a seat on the white chairs, Doctor Gordon will call you in between
his appointments, could be a bit of a wait though unfortunately."

   I sat down at ten minutes past eight, people came and went but I just
sat there reading one of the magazines that I was sure was published before
I was born judging by its tattered state.  At just after nine o'clock I
spotted Doctor Gordon behind the reception desk, he was making himself a
cup of coffee, he looked over at me sitting on my white seat, he whispered,
"Is she one of mine?"

   He seemed to be looking around the almost empty room, "Where's her
mother?"

   I tried not to look like I was listening in on their conversation, the
receptionist looked over at me to see if I was tuned into them, "She walked
in on her own doctor."

   "Give me two minutes to read her notes and send her through!"

   I checked my watch...checked it again two minutes later, there must be a
wormhole in space and time between the reception desk and the white seat
that I was sitting on because it was closer to six minutes when the
receptionist called out, "Emily Weston, Doctor Gordon will see you now."

   I stepped into the doctor's office and closed the door behind me, he was
looking at his computer screen and I just stood there by his door waiting
for him to acknowledge me.

   He lifted his glasses and looked over at me, "Are you really eleven
years old Miss Weston?"

   I nodded my head.

   He gave a little chuckle, "I swear to God that you eleven year old girls
look younger and younger every year Emily...may I call you Emily?"

   I nodded my head, "Girls and policemen, we all get younger looking every
year Doctor Gordon."

   He chuckled at that comment, "Now, according to this letter, you needed
emergency contraception because a condom broke when you were...erm...with
your regular boyfriend...is that correct Emily?"

   "Yes sir."

   "Well, I would usually suggest condoms as the first option for an eleven
year old girl Emily but it looks like you've already tried that option...so
how long have you and your boyfriend been...together shall we say?"

   'Make something up quick girl!' was whispered in my ear by my little
imp, "We've been together for two years but only having sex for about
eleven months."

   "How old is your boyfriend Emily?"

   "He's sixteen years old..."

   It took me a while to realise that the doctor wasn't asking me random
questions, he was reading them off of a screen and as I answered them he
was putting ticks or crosses in boxes, "Why do you think the condom broke
on you Emily?"

   "My boyfriend's cock is very large and my vagina is still a little tight
but it could have been because he was rushing to finish before my parents
got home."

   He nodded his head and whispered to himself, "That explains why you came
along without your mother!"

   After fifteen minutes he turned his computer screen to face me, "I've
been filling in this survey from our local university, their professor of
anthropology has developed it as a tool for doctors to help them pick the
best contraception methods to offer to patients.  You scored thirty-five
points and the recommended contraception for you is birth control
implants!"

   I looked at the screen, the top had Professor P.  Evans with a string of
letters after his name, I could also see that in the list of options that
were crossed out were condoms, the pill, diaphragm and a few others that I
didn't understand, the last two were tube ligation and
vasectomy...fortunately those options were crossed out too because I didn't
fancy a vasectomy.

   He asked me to roll my left sleeve up, I unfastened my cuff and rolled
the thick cotton of my sleeve up to my elbow, he felt my forearm, "Not very
much meat on the bone here Emily, I can't inject here...can you roll your
sleeve up higher please?"

   I tried and failed, "Could you just slip your arm out of your sleeve
please Emily?"

   I unfastened the buttons down the front of my shirt and slipped my arm
out, there was a slight uncertainty on the doctor's face, "Oh dear...I
thought that as you were in your school uniform...well...I was expecting
you to be wearing a bra or vest under your shirt Emily!"

   I just sat there casually exposing my left arm and my left nipple which
was quite excited as I sat there, "Sorry doctor, nothing to fit into a bra
and it's too hot to wear a vest under a shirt as thick as this!"

   He was rubbing something on the back of my left upper arm, "This is just
a little painkilling cream Emily, we'll give it a few seconds to work and
then, when I give you the injection, all that you will feel is a little
pinch...you will probably have to prepare yourself for a little growth
spurt though, the hormones in the birth control implant will stimulate
breast growth, give you more shapely hips and a fatter bottom...I hope that
your boyfriend will still be happy with the way that you look in six months
time!"

   I felt the pinch as the needle delivered the packet of hormones under
the skin at the back of my upper arm, "I wouldn't worry too much about him
doctor, I don't think he is maturing as fast as I am...I think I'm leaving
him behind!"

   I looked at the doctor's face, he gave me a bemused look as he cleaned
the spot of blood from the back of my arm and pressed a small ball of
cotton wool into the area that he'd just injected into.

   I went back home and changed out of my school uniform and into jeans and
a t-shirt but realised that when I had to keep checking on my panty liner,
it was far easier to wear a dress rather than jeans and that was how I was
dressed when my mother and father got home from work.

   My mum took me into the kitchen, "Did the doctor help you in any way
darling?"

   "Well, he said that there was nothing he could do about the pain this
time but he gave me an injection that will help me next month."

   Mum felt the little line under my skin, "Did he just give you birth
control implants...just like that?"

   I acted dumb, "I think he just gave me something to take the pain away
next time...he gave me this sheet though as well."

   It was the data sheet for the dual hormone shot that had been injected
into my arm and my mother sat reading it from cover to cover, there was a
whispered conversation between my mother and my father, she'd never
considered talking to our doctor about birth control, dad had always been
happy using condoms when he had to.  Mum hadn't realised just how far
medicine had come on since she last looked into birth control when they
first got married.

   "Did you know that they can totally turn a woman's periods off, no more
bleeding, no more condoms!"

   "When can you get in to see our doctor to get on some of them?"

   I didn't get back to school until Thursday morning, my mother had
insisted that my blood flow had totally stopped before I could go back.  I
looked at the building site with moon eyes but no one was working that
early, Monday was obviously special because they'd closed a road off and
had to start earlier to try to get the road opened up as quickly as
possible.

   I walked into the playground, Mrs Orton was on duty, she wished me a
good morning as she passed me at speed towards two boys squaring up to each
other for a fight, as soon as Mrs Orton was out of earshot, Robert Weston
made a bee-line for me, "You owe me a blow-job and a fuck Emily!"

   "I owe you a blow-job...what do you mean, I gave you a blow-job on
Monday!"

   "Not a full blow-job you didn't...I didn't get to cum in your mouth!"

   "That wasn't my fault, Mr Prescott turned up out of the blue and stopped
things!"

   Robert smiled at me, "It didn't stop me or Simon, I would have carried
on fucking your mouth if you hadn't turned your head away from me...Simon
didn't let old man Prescott being there stop him fucking your cunt...did
he?"

   I shook my head, "Not really my fault...I didn't even offer to give you
a blow-job, Simon told you to fuck my mouth!"

   Robert was imposing himself on me, he was shuffling in closer to me
while I was trying to back away from him, he was almost pushing me into a
corner between the old school building and the new wing that was being
built.  I found myself being pushed past a large sign stating that the area
was out of bounds to school pupils and then there was a bright blue sign
that stated that PPC had to be worn beyond that point, there were pictures
of hard hats, goggles, gloves and boots.  Just before the playground
disappeared out of sight, I spotted Mrs Orton dragging two boys apart on
the other side of the playground.

   About thirty feet from the playground, there were old wooden sheds that
used to be the school's bicycle sheds before the new building work started
and a set of new, glass and steel sheds had been built on the other side of
the old school.

   Robert dragged me around the side of the shed and threw my back against
the wall, he crashed his lips into mine but the kiss suddenly turned from a
frenzied attack into a gentle kiss, so gentle that I thought, 'Hummmmm...he
isn't a bad kisser!'

   He stroked his hands down the outside of my thighs as he kissed me, then
he pulled away and said, "Skirts are much better than trousers on girls!"

   I looked down, in the few seconds that he had been kissing, he had
managed to roll the bottom of my skirt to above the waistband of my
knickers and now, as he held my skirt up with his left hand, he was pulling
the gusset of my knickers to one side and slipping two fingers of his right
hand into my cunt.

   He got me off in just a few seconds, he was standing back watching my
face as I reached my orgasm, "I love the way that you look when you cum!"

   He lifted the two fingers that he'd buried in my cunt to his mouth and
he sucked my juice off of them, "Are you going to finish that blow-job you
started on Monday or not?"

   I looked down at his trousers, at some point in the last three minutes,
he had unzipped his trousers and exposed his cock, I didn't so much panic
and needed to get something off my chest before I sucked his cock again,
"Someone reckoned that we could be cousins or something because Weston is a
very uncommon name in this area!"

   Robert smiled at me, "I know, I told my dad about you on Monday evening,
he seemed to remember that he had a first cousin here in town, we are
related if your grandfather's name is Joseph Weston."

   I nodded my head, "My grandfather is Joseph Weston."

   "There then...we're cousins..." he pushed his hand on the top of my head
and started to press down, "...So finish sucking my cock."

   "You don't mind that we could be committing incest then?"

   "Not one little bit!"

   I started to go down into a squat, my skirt slipped out of Roberts hand
and instantly covered my lower body automatically, I thought, 'Another good
thing about skirts for school, they cover things up all by themselves.'

   I squatted down and took his cock in my mouth, I started out in a hurry,
intending to get him off as quickly as I could but then I realised that I
quite liked sucking cocks so I slowed down a little, alternating between
rubbing my hand up and down his cock while I sucked his cockhead in my
mouth and then gripping the base of his cock while bobbing my head up and
down using the friction from my lips to deliver pleasure.  He finally
exploded into my mouth just as a woman's voice behind me shouted out, "And
where do you think you are going Mr Hicks?"

   Robert pushed me into the far corner of the bike shed, into the darkest
recesses and signalled with his hand for me to keep down and turn my face
away from the light, he zipped his trousers up and stepped out into the
open, "And you Mr Weston, what are you up too down here...may I ask?"

   "I was waiting for Michael Hicks miss, he was going to let me share his
cigarette with him!"

   I heard a rustle, Mrs Orton was looking quickly into the bike shed
before she turned and shouted, "Michael Hicks...stop right where you are!"

   I managed to see through a crack in the old wooden wall, Michael Hicks
had just turned the corner of the building and out into the playground and
now Mrs Orton was moving at a slow jog in his direction with Robert
following on behind her.

   I took the opportunity to run behind her, I passed Robert and came to a
skidding halt just beyond the sign proclaiming the area was out of bounds.

   I saw Mrs Orton grab Michael Hicks and she made him empty his pockets in
front of her, she found matches but no cigarettes.  Then she started
casting back towards the corner to see if Michael had thrown the cigarette
down once he was out of her sight, when she saw me standing by the out of
bounds sign she asked me what I was doing there, "I'm just waiting for my
cousin Miss."

   She pointed her finger at me, she was flicking through her mental image
files in her head, "Emily...Emily Weston!"

   "Yes Miss."

   "Oh...okay then but please move away from this area, it's dangerous
being so close to the building work."

   I watched her give Robert a demerit for being out of bounds, yet another
hour's detention after school tonight for him.

   Robert walked over to me, "Can I fuck you at lunch time?"

   I shrugged my shoulders, "What about your mate Simon Walker...he'll
probably want to do me again if I go down by the canal!"

   "He's busy fucking Kate Preston with his brother...that's where he is at
the moment, the three of them are over in his house!"

   We both looked across the road towards Simon's front door as the first
whistle was blown to stop kids playing, Simon's front door burst open and
all three of them ran out, seeing them all clustered together made me
realise that they all shared the same face, they looked like triplets.

   Simon, Kate and Michael all ran across the road with their arms flailing
and they passed through the gate just as the second whistle was being
blown...they were saved from a late detention slip.

   I got into the classroom ahead of Kate and she flicked the back of her
skirt out from under her bottom as she sat down next to me.

   "Soggy knickers again Kate?"

   She gave me a mock affronted look, "Certainly not...my knickers are bone
dry..." she tilted her satchel towards me, "...see, bone dry!"

   Her knickers weren't covering her arse, they were folded neatly in her
school satchel.

   "So Emily...where the hell have you been for the last two days?"

   "I was going to ask the same question myself Miss Preston!"

   I handed the note from my mother over to Mr Carson and he walked back to
his desk reading it.

   I put my lips against Kate's ear, "I started my first ever period on
Monday afternoon..." I didn't bother to go into the details of how my first
ever period had come to pass, "...I was in a lot of pain and my mother
wouldn't let me come back to school until I stopped bleeding!"

   "Lucky cow Emily, a period that only lasts for two days and you got time
off school as well!  I wish my mum would let me stop off school when I'm on
my period, I'd only be at school three weeks in four...look!"

   She opened her diary at the current week, flicked back three weeks to
show me her last period but there was just a list of boys names, two or
three names a day, every day, "What the..."

   Kate flicked back four more weeks, Monday had a small red 'x', Tuesday
had a large red 'X', Wednesday, two large red 'Xs', Thursday one large red
'X' and Friday one small red 'x'..."Shit...I need to see the nurse!"

   Kate ran to the teacher's desk, she whispered something to him and he
took his permission slip book and wrote her a slip to visit the nurse, as
he was writing, Kate was whispering something more to him, he looked in my
direction and started to write out a second permission slip.

   Kate called for me to join her at the front of the room, I was given a
standard hall pass, allowing me to be out of my classroom during lesson
time and I went with Kate to the nurse's office.

   The school nurse said, "What can I do for you Miss Preston?"

   Kate started to sob, "Seven...weeks...since...my...last...period...Mrs
Prescott!"

   The nurse went to her supply cupboard and brought out a pregnancy test
kit, "Take this to the toilet Kate and pee on the tip please...bring it
straight back once you've peed on it."

   I was told to go with her to keep her company.  Kate peed on the test
strip right there in front of me and I had to hold the test kit while Kate
washed her hands.

   She handed it in to the nurse and we were sent out to sit on the seats
in the corridor.  Ten minutes later we were called back in to her office,
"I'm sorry Kate but there is little doubt, you are pregnant and I'm going
to have to ring your father or mother to come into school to collect you."

   Kate sobbed out loud again, "No father, hundreds of uncles but it's just
me and my mother!"

   We were told to wait in the corridor again while Kate's mother was
phoned.

   "My mother's going to kill me!"

   "She'll be mad at you probably but she'll still love you."

   "You don't understand...I've been rubbing her nose in the fact that I'm
smarter than her for years...I tell her all the time that I must have got
my brains from my father but she didn't know who he was and now I'm in the
same boat but she didn't fall with me until she was fourteen years old, I'm
pregnant at only eleven!"

   "Do you know who the father of your baby is?"

   Kate got her diary out of her pocket again, she opened it at her last
period, it was during the summer holiday, each day while she was on her
period there was one name, the same name in each day, 'John', just John.  I
looked at her, "Who's John?"

   "He's one of my neighbours, he's older, he doesn't mind a messy fuck,
when I'm on my period he's the only one who's happy to do me!"

   On the Saturday after her period ended, there were two names.  Sunday
had three names and then for the rest of the school holiday there were
between one and three boy's names on every day, "It could be any one of
them...I'm just like my mother, I have no idea who my baby's father will
be!"

   I started to think, 'What a tramp!' but suddenly remembered Monday, if I
were keeping diary like Kelly, I would have to have put Calum, John, Simon
and Robert's names in that day's box...quite possibly Tom Prescott's name
as well, 'So, who's the tramp now?'.

   Mrs Prescott came out of her office, "Come and wait in here with me
Kate, your mother will be here in ten minutes..." the nurse turned to me,
"...Emily...can you go back to your classroom and collect all of Kate's
things please?"

   I turned and walked past the reception area, I was stopped and
challenged for my hall pass by Mr Maitland, my history teacher.  He checked
that my pass was all in order and as he looked at it he said, "I wish that
you had told me that you were going to volunteer to be a classroom monitor
Emily, I would have looked out for your application and put you down to
help me out in my class...as it is, you've been snaffled up by Tom Prescott
and he won't transfer you to any of us until next year when the new intake
of girls arrive...I don't know how he does it, he captures the prettiest
girls every year!"

   I walked on to my classroom very confused, was the whole school just a
den full of men hunting young girls for sex and young girls looking for any
boy or man willing to fuck her...I didn't say a word, just nodded my head
as an answer.

   I gathered Kate's things and returned to the nurse's office.

   When I got back to Kate, I heard her mother talking to Mrs Prescott,
"I've spoken to a GP, he's given Kate an appointment so that he can check
her out, apparently, sometimes a girl can have an infection in her womb
that causes false positives in some pregnancy tests!"

   I saw a wry smile on Mrs Prescott's lips as they walked out of the first
aid room together.  I handed Kate's stuff over to her mother and watched
mother and daughter heading to the door to the car park.  I was about to
return to my classroom but Mrs Prescott was muttering to herself, something
about "Kate will have had an abortion by Monday, the womb infection thing
was just a smokescreen, she's probably talked a doctor into performing an
illegal abortion on Kate."

   "So Emily...how's your first period going?"

   "It finished yesterday evening miss."

   "That was quick, most women would be grateful for a monthly bleed that
only lasted...what...fifty hours?"

   I nodded my head.

   "Did you make an appointment to see your doctor yet?"

   I touched my left upper arm, "I saw him on Tuesday morning and got my
contraception sorted out!"

   "Well, at least that gives you a lot of freedom for the future...until
you actually want to start having babies that is."

   I left the first aid room and walked past the reception desk, I spotted
a very tall, very elegant woman standing in front of the counter and the
receptionist called out to me, "Miss Weston...could you escort Professor
Evans to the general science laboratory please..." the receptionist looked
back at the professor's face, handed her a visitor's ID card, "...Miss
Weston's the new lab monitor for Tom Prescott!"

   I reached down and picked up her briefcase off of the floor, "This way
please miss...erm, sorry...professor!"

   I got a sweet smile from her at my little slip, "So Professor, is it
Pamela, Paula, Patricia..."

   Her smile widened, "You've obviously heard of me...it's Petra!"

   "I saw your name on a computer program that my doctor used this week
during our consultation."

   "Oh, I see, and what types of contraception did the program recommend
for you?"

   "Just one, an injection in my arm."

   "Just the one option, my program is designed to offer the widest choice
of options...were you happy with the option offered?"

   I nodded my head, "I think so."

   Her face lit up with some kind of recognition, "Did you tell your doctor
that you or your boyfriend was allergic to latex?"

   I shook my head and then I realised what I'd told my doctor about why
I'd needed the emergency contraceptive pill, "I told my doctor a little
white lie, I had unprotected sex with a man..." 'Several men truth be
told!' but I kept that to myself, "...I told my doctor that we were having
sex with a condom but because he was so big, he ripped the condom."

   "Well, that would account for why you weren't offered condoms as your
primary form of contraception...it is the usual form offered first to
preteen girls!"

   We walked up a few steps and then Petra stopped on the stairs, "You
don't appear at all shy for an eleven year old girl Emily...I could use you
in my latest research projects!"

   I continued walking up the stairs and asked over my shoulder, "What kind
of projects?"

   "I'm looking into attraction...what attracts men to certain types of
women and what attracts a woman to certain types of man.  I'm developing a
questionnaire on a tablet PC but it needs a lot of testing, I'll be looking
for a researcher to test the tablet and make sure that the app works
correctly."

   Tom Prescott was half way through an eighty minute general science
lesson with nine alpha students.  I knocked on his door and apologised for
disturbing him, "But the school secretary asked me to bring Professor Evans
up to your classroom sir."

   I held the door open for Petra to enter the classroom and then placed
her briefcase at the side of Tom's desk and as I did that, I was scanning
all of the boys faces in the classroom to see what talent there was in nine
alpha and as I closed the door, I chuckled to myself because a week ago, my
eyes would have been firmly fixed on the floor in that situation...but
today, as I headed back to my classroom, I was thinking, 'I wouldn't mind
being trapped on a 'Study date' with the tall blond lad on the second row
for a few days!'

   As I walked towards my classroom I was shaking my head, I'd only had
three bites of the cherry...oh wait...bites, I'd had four of them, I'd been
fucked by three cocks and sucked four, one even twice and already I was sex
mad.

   I was on a bit of a high as I opened the door to my classroom, the
lesson was more than half way through by the time I got back to it, I
looked at my desk and my high collapsed when I saw Kate's empty seat and
remembered what she would be going through.

   Mr Carson looked over at me and said, "You might be better off finding a
partner to sit next to Miss Weston, someone who can help you as you have
missed so much of the lesson already and I don't have time to explain
things to you and finish the lesson on time."

   I looked all around the room, Kevin Jones was the only single student so
the choice was really made for me, I grabbed my books and sat next to
Kevin, he smiled at me and then his face turned serious, "Is Kate
pregnant?"

   I punched his arm, "Kate isn't feeling very well and her mother has
taken her home!"

   He gave me that, 'I'll believe you...thousands wouldn't!' kind of look.

   "So, what are we supposed to be doing?"

   "Ratios...but I'm sorry, I don't really understand them."

   "Didn't you do ratios last year at your school?"

   He shook his head and I started reading over his shoulder, "Well, look,
the bakery bakes seven hundred and seventy loaves of bread per hour but not
all loaves are suitable for sale...I'll bet that the spoilage adds up to
seventy loaves...let's see, ten loaves are crushed by the final conveyor
belt, thirty have a burnt crust twenty have risen too much and are full of
large carbon dioxide bubbles, five have obvious contaminants and five fell
over in the oven and so are misshapen...see, seventy, that makes the ratio
one point one to one!"

   He gave me a confused look, "I don't see it..."

   "They baked seven hundred and seventy loaves but could only sell seven
hundred of them, a ten percent attrition rate and anything that comes out
at ten percent can be expressed as one point one to one.

   Kevin shook his head, "I put seven hundred and seventy to seven
hundred!"

   "Okay, now divide both sides by seven hundred to simplify the result."

   It was my turn to shake my head now as Kevin used his calculator to do
the sum before a light went on behind his eyes, "One point one to one...I
think I love you Emily!"

   "Stop messing about Kevin!"

   "I'm serious...I know that boys of my age wouldn't interest a Goddess
like you, I'll bet your boyfriend at home is over eighteen years old but
that doesn't stop me loving you, even if I have to do it from afar!"

   "I don't actually have a boyfriend yet...well, not a serious one at
least."

   "Can I be your school boyfriend then...until you get fed up of me that
is?"

   "Kevin, you're a nice boy, why don't you ask Susan Jones, she's more
your style and she lives in the same area as you I think."

   "Susan was in my class at school, I did try to go out with her but she
wouldn't give me the time of day..." he changed into a whisper, "...I think
that she actually tried to date Kate, if you know what I mean, but Kate
isn't into girls!"

   I nodded my head in agreement, I'd looked in Kate's diary and didn't see
a single girl's name on any of the pages that I'd seen.

   Because Mr Carson's lesson wasn't a maths class, it was a business and
enterprise lesson, the maths that we had done was all to do with businesses
and how to make changes that would improve profitability.

   After Mr Carson had gathered in everyone's results, we started a fifteen
minute discussion about how profitability could be improved.  A hand shot
up, "They could alter the final section of the conveyor belt to stop it
crushing the loaves sir!"

   "Good point Thomas, that should improve total output of loaves of bread
to seven hundred and ten loaves per hour, I have a costing from the
manufacturers of the conveyor belt, it would cost a quarter of a million
pounds to make the changes and each loaf has a retail price of fifty pence,
how many hours would it take to pay back the initial investment...assuming
a current interest rate of five percent?"

   The last bit caused a massive flag to pop up in my head, 'Why mention
current bank interest rates?' I roughed out a quick sum and popped my hand
in the air.

   "Miss Weston, what would you like to add?"

   "Sir, the factory would need to improve their output by twenty loaves an
hour, just to pay the interest off and that's based on producing bread
twenty four hours a day, seven days a week for fifty two weeks of the year,
so they would never pay off any of their loan."

   Mr Carson flicked back and forth through his sheaves of paper, "And Miss
Weston wins the prize for an original approach to the problem, I've been
running this lesson for six years and no one has ever included the cost of
servicing the loan to have the work done.  What would you do Miss Weston to
improve the company's cash flow and reduce waste?"

   "I'd mill all of the spoilt loaves, apart from the contaminated ones of
course, turn them into thirty kilos of bread crumbs, the retail price of
breadcrumbs is...like one hundred and fifty pounds for thirty kilos, so
wholesale price would be around seventy-five pounds...or, they could turn
them into something more profitable like treacle tarts, it would need a
little labour but they already have the oven running and thirty kilos of
breadcrumbs would make three hundred treacle tarts that retail at
around...say between two pounds and three pounds each, using the same
uplift between wholesale and retail prices, that would be, let's say, one
pound per tart wholesale so three hundred pounds per hour in extra profit
for a little cash input...sir!"

   Mr Carson clapped his hands, "Our friends at High School Bakeries will
be out of the red in no time if they followed your advice Miss Weston, I
think that you and Mr Jones both deserve a good merit mark...and I don't
give them out lightly and I'll be also giving you an additional fifteen
percent on your final assessment at the end of the year...and that will be
the first time I've ever done that."

   The bell chose that moment to announce the end of the second lesson of
the morning and the beginning of mid morning break so all books went into
our satchels and we all headed for the playground, Kevin was like a yappy
little dog snapping at my ankles all the way to the playground.  I saw
Simon and Michael waiting outside the door, they were looking past me,
obviously looking for Kate and as the last of my class left the main school
building, they came after me to ask where Kate was.

   Kevin answered before I got the chance to, "Kate got sick and her mum
came to take her home first thing this morning."

   I could tell that Simon had set his cap at me again now that Kate wasn't
around but Kevin stepped in, he took my elbow and pulled me in the
direction of Mrs Orton, the teacher tasked with looking after the
playground on Thursday and he made sure that we were never more than a few
feet away from her.

   The double lesson after mid morning break was general science, we all
filed into the classroom, I spotted Petra Evans sitting at Mr Prescott's
desk, she gave me a sweet smile when she recognised me and beckoned me over
to speak with her while the rest of my class settled down at the various
work stations around the room.  I kept my eye on the way the sorting hat
filled the paired seats out, Kevin was on his own and looking hopefully in
my direction as Mr Prescott came out of his store room at the back of the
class, he had a box full of light boxes, lenses and filters, today's lesson
was going to be all about light, bending it, refracting it, splitting it
and recording the results.

   Mr Prescott told us that we had to work in pairs and he wanted one boy
and one girl in each pair, then he closed the curtains and turned the
lights off in the classroom so that the room would be dark enough for the
light ray boxes to work for our experiments.

   I worked through the experiments with Kevin and I discovered that Kevin
actually had a very good grasp of general science and he worked competently
as well as collaboratively and even though we worked in almost total
darkness, he didn't try to take any liberties with me.

   The lesson ended at lunchtime, I packed my books away and was about to
walk out with Kevin but was stopped by Mr Prescott, he asked me to open the
blinds for him.  I pulled the string to open the first blind and looked out
into the playground, just as the first of my classmates were leaving the
lower school entrance to go into the playground, some to play and some to
join the queue for lunch.  I noticed a footrace from the direction of the
upper school, it was Simon Walker, Robert Weston, Alan Smith and Paul
Cooper...in that order, their own personal pecking order.  Simon exclaimed
his victory, "Right, I'm first, Robert goes second, Alan is third and Paul
gets a fuck if there is still any time left!"

   I moved on to the second window and started pulling on that string to
lift that blind and heard a voice behind me, "What are you still doing here
pip-squeak?"

   I looked over my shoulder, it was Dawn Clarke from seven alpha talking
to Kevin, he was pointing in my direction, he mumbled something, I think he
was telling Dawn that he was waiting for me, "Well, she isn't going to
lunch with you, she has work to do so run along little man!"

   I looked back into the playground, Simon was hopping from one foot to
another, he was trying to look past the boys to see the next girl in the
string to leave the building.  Then I spotted Kevin and heard Simon say,
"Hey kid, where's your friend Emily?"

   Kevin looked over his shoulder, "She isn't coming to lunch today!"

   Before Kevin reached 'Today', there was another foot race, this time,
the four senior boys were running after Phillipa (Her mother was desperate
for a boy), the last girl to leave the building.  Phillipa had caught up
with Mary and they were walking together towards the sports field, Simon
reached them first, he inserted himself between the two girls but looped
his arm over Phillipa's shoulder because Phillipa was the taller of the two
girls, I saw Simon look at Phillipa's chest over her shoulder and then he
looked to his left at Mary's chest.  Mary was a cup size and two inches
bigger in the chest area, I saw Simon's right arm drop from Phillipa's
shoulder and his left arm loop over Mary's shoulder.  Robert Weston looped
his left arm over Phillipa's shoulder and he pulled her slightly away from
Mary and Simon.

   Part of me wanted to run to the back of the school and see if Simon and
Robert were successful in getting Mary and Phillipa down to the railway
bridge over the canal, I was in no doubt that if they once got the girls
out of sight, they would be successful in fucking them.

   "This isn't how Tom likes the curtain strings to be left Emily!" I
watched as she put her hand next to the hook that held the strings in
place, then she wrapped the strings around her hand, formed a loose slip
knot around the bundle of string that she had created and the loop hung
over the hook, "There, nice and tidy...now you do the same with your
string."

   I helped Dawn collect the light boxes, the prisms and the various lenses
and she showed me how to pack them all away, just the way that Tom Prescott
liked them.  Dawn took me into the store room and showed me where all the
ray boxes went.

   Dawn looked out into the classroom, Petra and Tom were sitting at his
desk talking about what Petra had witnessed in the darkened classroom, she
had been taking notes on how the boys and girls had interacted in the
lesson in a darkened classroom.

   Dawn closed the door, "Right Emily, I only have today and tomorrow to
show you the ropes, Paul Maitland wants me as his classroom monitor from
next Monday.  Now, you understand that Tom will want to fuck you...don't
you?  Any days that you don't want Tom to fuck you, just wear knickers
under your skirt or dress."

   I nodded my head, "I kind of guessed, he filled my application form in
to volunteer me for extra duties and he snapped me up before any other
teacher could request my services."

   Dawn nodded her head, "Yes, he did the same to me last year..." Dawn
stood in front of one of the cupboards, the end of the cupboard was short
of the wall, something had stood there when the room was designed but it
was gone now, she leaned forward, her elbows on the top of the cupboard,
she reached back and flipped the back of her skirt over her lower back, she
wasn't wearing knickers...  "Tom likes to fuck here and this is how he
likes you to stand, he can look through the door and see if anyone enters
the classroom so he can just step away from you and close his
labcoat...It's up to you to put your tits away and flip the back of your
dress down before the visitor spots you!"

   "How often will Tom expect sex?"

   "Every lunchtime...well, most lunchtimes, sometimes he's called away and
you'll just have to look after yourself on those days!"

   The door opened, "Are you girls ready for lunch now?"

   Dawn gave Tom an almost curtsey, "Yes Mr Prescott."

   I carried Petra's briefcase for her again and we all walked out to her
car, I thought that we were just going to say goodbye but Tom told us to
get in the back seat of Petra's car and he got in the front passenger seat.

   Petra drove us to a small pub that had a reasonable reputation for food,
it was a little out of the way which meant that it wasn't crowded out with
customers on a Thursday lunchtime.

   We all had a meal in a back corner booth, Tom bought a wine for Petra,
he also bought a pint of bitter and two bottles of lemonade with empty
glasses to put the lemonade into for me and Dawn.  When we reached our
table, Tom half filled the two empty glasses, he topped both glasses up
from one of the lemonade bottles and the second bottle was dropped into the
half empty pint glass so Petra had the full strength wine while the three
of us all had half and half shandies.

   While we were waiting for our meal to be cooked and delivered to us,
Petra was flirting a little with me and Dawn, I wasn't taking the bait but
Dawn loved the attention from the elegant professor.

   When the food arrived, Petra stopped focussing on me and concentrated on
Dawn, when the waiter cleared our plates away, Tom asked me and Dawn if
we'd like a pudding, we both chose something chocolaty and the waiter took
our order away and Petra asked Dawn how old she was when she lost her
virginity and how it came about.

   Dawn was not only a country girl, she was a farm girl so it came as no
surprise to anyone that Dawn had started very early.

   "On my eighth birthday, I was eating my breakfast and my mother asked me
if I'd like to go to the puppy farm with my grandfather, I knew that a
visit to the puppy farm would mean that I'd be able to watch Benji, my
grandfather's stud cocker spaniel, covering a bitch in heat...whichever
breed of bitch people were clamouring to buy at that moment.  "

   Dawn stopped momentarily while her pudding was placed in front of her
and mine was placed in front of me as well.  Dawn took a fork full of
chocolate tart which seemed to stick her tongue to the roof of her mouth
for a few seconds before she carried on with the story of her deflowering.

   "Naturally I jumped at the chance to watch two dogs mating and my mother
got me a nice summer dress to wear, I opened my underwear drawer but my
mother told me that it was going to be a very hot day and that I'd be very
sweaty in the barn where the dogs mated with each other...so for the first
time in my life, my mother encouraged me to go out wearing just a dress and
nothing else.  "

   There was another mouthful of pudding followed by a swallow of her
shandy.

   "Grandpa Ron drove me to the puppy farm and he picked Fi-fi the poodle
bitch up from her kennel, Benji was jumping up to try and sniff at Fi-fi's
bottom but grandpa held her out of his way.  I was told to hold Benji back
while grandpa got Fi-fi ready, there was an area of the big barn that had a
hitching post and a large rubber mat, Fi-fi's collar was attached to the
hitching post closely to stop her turning and biting Benji as he tried to
cover her.  Grandpa told me that Fi-fi wasn't quite ready for mating yet
because she wasn't flagging to Benji, that meant lifting her tail to either
the two o'clock or the ten o'clock position.  "

   Dawn took another bite of her pudding which I for one found very
frustrating, I was tuned into Dawn's introduction to sex on her eighth
birthday...well, turned on to, more like it, she was three years younger
than I was at that moment and she was going to be allowed to watch two dogs
mating...I'd never seen anything like that in my eleven years so far.

   "I was told to hold Fi-fi's tail out of the way, I asked grandpa why he
was going to try to mate Fi-fi if she wasn't ready yet, he told me that her
body was ready to make babies but her head wasn't in the right place yet. I
pulled her tail to about nine o'clock position with my left hand and Bengy
started sniffing around her bum and pussy.  Benji jumped on her back and my
nose was about six inches away from his cock as he stabbed at her from
behind, grandpa told me to use my right hand to guide Benji in, so I did
that as well.  "

   I gasped at the thought of being allowed to do something like that when
I was only eight, it would have been so very dirty and also very
educational.

   "I was told to keep my hand on Benji's cock as he started to fuck her, I
was even asked to feel how much of Benji's knot was in her pussy.  Grandpa
knelt at my side to clip Benji's collar and Fi-fi's collar together to stop
Benji being able to dismount before he was finished and grandpa started to
rub his right hand over the back of my dress.  When he reached my bottom
and felt that there were no knickers on under my dress, he asked me if I'd
forgotten my knickers or had I messed them and had to take them off, then
he said, 'Or did your mother tell you not to wear any knickers today
because it was going to be so hot?', I told him that my mum told me not to
wear any today.  "

   I looked at Petra's face, she was licking her lips, she was definitely
excited by Dawn's story.

   "My grandfather said, 'You know that when a girl dog is interested in a
boy, she flags to him with her tail...well, when a human girl is interested
in a boy or a man, she doesn't have a tail so, how do you think that she
can flag her interest to a boy?' I said that I had no idea so he told me
that a girl has to take her knickers off to get the boy interested in her
smell and then, when she was ready, she just had to flick the back of her
dress over her hips to let the boy see that she was ready.  I pulled the
bottom of my dress up over my bottom and said, 'Like this grandpa?' he
stroked over my bare bottom and asked me if I was interested in my cousin
Andrew who was mopping the floor on the other side of the barn.  I shook my
head.  'Well who are you interested in then?' I pointed at him.  "

   Tom's hand slipped on to my knee and he gave it a playful squeeze.

   "I was asked if I could feel how deep Benji's knot was in Fi-fi's cunt
now, I told him that it was all the way in, I could only just feel it.  It
took my grandfather a few minutes to take his trousers off and then, as I
watched Benji filling Fi-fi with his sperm, grandpa moved in behind me and
started to rub his cock up and down my pussy lips...I could only just take
the head of his cock in me before I told him that he had to stop.  He
didn't exactly stop though, he just pulled me over on to my side and we
spooned for ten minutes, just an inch of his cock in my pussy.  "

   Dawn stopped to have another fork full of chocolate tart and another
mouth full of her shandy, in my head, my little inner voice was screaming,
'Don't stop there Dawn you cow!'

   "After ten minutes of just lying still, spooning together, he started to
rock his hips, he wasn't really fucking me but there was just enough
movement for him to shoot into me as Benji's cock slipped out of Fi-fi's
cunt, I watched the cascade of his spunk falling out of her and Grandpy
suddenly thrust his hips forward and sank his cock into me as he shot his
own spunk into my pussy.  I screamed with the pain of his sudden thrust and
then it was all over.  He kept my bottom against his belly until his cock
shrank and dropped out of me and then as grandpa Ron took Fi-fi back to her
kennel, he told my cousin Andrew to take me through to the bathroom and
clean me up!  "

   Dawn's story was brought to an end by the waiter coming back to our
table to ask us if we needed any tea or coffee, Tom just asked for the bill
and the credit card reader, our meal was over.  As we walked back to
Petra's car, she said, "Were you ever tempted to try Benji for yourself
Dawn?"

   Dawn laughed, "I have to admit that it crossed my mind a few times when
my sex life dried up but then, the dry spells never last long when you have
sixty horny male cousins living in the area!"

   We got back to the playground just after the whistle had gone for
afternoon lessons, if Petra had dropped us outside the gates, we would have
been given a demerit and detention but Petra drove into the staff car park
and dropped us by reception.

   The school secretary called me over as I entered the school, she asked
me for my student ID card, the one where I was standing in front of an
orange background that made my ginger hair almost disappear.  I needed a
new ID card because I was a classroom monitor now and the background had to
be blue to denote my position in the school hierarchy, my new rights and
responsibilities were indicated by the new ID card that was just being
printed out for me after one quick photograph and I'd never need a
permission slip ever again.

   I was late into my first afternoon lesson, history with Mr Maitland, he
had a massive grin on his face when I walked into his class, he beckoned me
over to his desk and he looked at my new ID card, he didn't ask me why I
was late to his class, he just grinned at me and said, "And I've won Dawn
Clarke in the lottery, she starts helping me as my classroom monitor from
Monday, I'm really looking forward to having a classroom monitor at last."

   I smiled at him, I knew exactly why Paul Maitland was looking forward to
having Dawn at his beck and call on Monday.

   I sat next to Kevin, he was a little pissed because I hadn't spent my
lunch hour with him so I pacified him as best as I could during history
class and after history we had art and crafts, one of the lessons that were
what they call blended classes, the boys from six alpha and the boys from
six beta were taught metal work and the girls from the two classes were
doing needlepoint and dressmaking.

   I cornered Phillipa and Mary and we sat together hand sewing our
projects and I got them to tell me how they spent their lunch break.  A
very enlightening story of four boys trying hard to puncture the hymens of
two young girls without success, you see, the thing that none of us apart
from Phillipa and Mary knew was that Mary and Phillipa were actually
lesbians and they were the only 'Couple' in our class so far, it certainly
was a day of eye-opening revelations for me today!

   I walked home expecting mad rapists to jump out at me from every blind
alley or corner but I got home safely.

   Dad phoned me soon after I arrived home, he told me that as I was
feeling better now, we should go out for dinner, to save my mother cooking
for us and as part of my, 'Welcome to womanhood' week.  I was told that I
could choose what we ate and I could choose where, "You have at least an
hour, why don't you have your shower, do your makeup and put on a pretty
dress...erm...if you want to that is!"

   I was still wrapped in my towel after my shower, I was sitting in my
parent's bedroom in front of my mother's dressing table, using her war
paint on my face when my mother walked in on me, "What were you planning on
wearing for dinner tonight darling?" *** I thought for a moment, "I was
thinking of my blue gingham dress...that's why I'm putting the duck egg
blue eye shadow on my eyes."

   "Well, wouldn't that colour of eye shadow go just as well with a white
dress darling?"

   I nodded my head, "I suppose so, which of my two white dresses do you
think that I should wear?"

   Mum suddenly produced a dress bag from behind her back, not only a brand
new white dress but also some very adult knickers, a suspender belt and
stockings...no bra though, as I didn't have anything to put in one.

   Mum said, "It's such a pity that your hair is so short, this dress would
look stunning if you had your hair piled up on top of your head, showing
off your long neck!"

   "Mum, my hair is so short that you can see all of my neck as it is."

   "Darling, you don't understand, If you had long hair, it would frame and
accentuate your long neck...men love to run their fingers through long hair
when they are kissing a woman's slender neck, it drives a man wild with
passion.  I had dozens of boyfriends when I was your age because of my long
hair."

   Me and mum were dressed almost exactly the same way, the only real
differences were, my dress buttoned all the way down the front while the
buttons on mum's dress only went from her neck to her waist, her makeup was
darker and she had pinned her hair up on top of her head, leaving just a
swathe of hair sweeping down over her left shoulder, then my father sounded
his horn out on the street to tell us he was home.

   I climbed in the back seat as dad kissed my mother passionately,
thanking her for going to the extra effort of dolling herself up for him.

   When dad finished snogging my mother, he looked over his shoulder and
looked at me, "You look fabulous as well darling, so...where are we going
for dinner?"

   "I'd like to go to the KFC at Turnells Mill Lane please daddy!"

   Mum muttered, "We're a little over dressed for the KFC darling, even
Nando's would be better than KFC!"

   My dad admonished my mother for her comment, "Darling, I told Emily that
she could choose where we eat tonight...we'll go to somewhere a little more
suitable on Saturday evening when we go out properly!"

   So, with me and my mother dressed like fashion models and my dad in his
best suit, we walked down the catwalk inside the lowest of the low-end
restaurants in Wellingborough, I got a bit of a shock when I spotted Simon
Walker standing behind the counter, waiting to take our order.

   It took Simon a while to recognise me because of how I was dressed and
my makeup, I think that it was my hair that gave me away in the end, he
grinned at me and said, "You look lovely this evening Emily!"

   Now it was my mother and father's turn to be shocked...how could an
eleven year old girl, a girl that never went out anywhere alone, how could
she know a boy old enough to be working at KFC?

   I said, "Thanks Simon, I didn't know that you worked here...how did your
lunch date with Phillipa and Mary go today?"

   "Well, not good, I was actually looking forward to having lunch with you
but your little friend Kevin told me that you were the new general science
lab monitor and that Dawn Clarke was showing you the ropes...or should that
be the strings?"

   I smiled at Simon and told my father that I'd like a two piece chicken
meal with an orio crusham, my father was looking at the menu, "I think that
they only do three or four piece meals darling!"

   Simon butted in with, "Don't worry Mr Weston, if Emily wants a two piece
meal, she can have a two piece meal!"

   My dad said, "And I guess that the crusham is extra?"

   "That's right sir, a little extra but well worth it."

   When we took our food to the table, my father was looking at his change
with a confused expression on his face.  Mum asked him what was wrong, "I
think that lad missed something off of our order..."

   Mum checked through the bag of food, "My dinner's here...your dinner is
and Emily's dinner, we all have our drinks, everything is here darling."

   Dad checked through his till receipt, "He's left Dawn's food and drink
off of the bill, no wonder I got too much change!"

   I saw his mouth turn into a smile when he realised that a boy had given
me free food in front of him and not just any boy, a boy much older than me
that he was almost a man, so as we ate, I got the third degree from my
father about Simon and how I knew him.  Dad was impressed that I'd hooked a
boy so much older than myself and in just four weeks at my new school.

   Simon had his coat on and was waiting outside the restaurant when we
left, my dad asked him if he was finished already, Simon said, "I'm only
sixteen Mr Weston, I can only work for two hours in the evening and I have
to stop before nine o'clock on a school night...I was just hanging about to
say good night to Emily."

   I saw a sly look between my mother and father and then my dad said,
"Well, if you live near us, I could give you a lift as far as our house if
you'd like Simon."

   Naturally, Simon jumped at the chance to get in the back seat of my
father's car with me, his hand went straight to my knee as soon as I was
settled in to my seat, my father didn't miss that move at all, I saw my
father's face fold into a smile as I pushed Simon's hand off of my knee and
rested my left hand on the bottom hem of my dress to block his access.

   When we got home, the sun was just setting...mum and dad had a canopy
swing set out on the patio facing west that we often sat on when it was
warm and dry out.  The seat was positioned in that place because our garden
had a view towards the west and the rolling hills that made sunsets very
special for us.  Mum suggested that I take Simon out to the back garden to
watch the sun go down together while she put the kettle on.  I sat in my
usual spot on the swing, on the left hand side up against the left armrest,
mum usually sat on the right and my father took the middle seat, I pointed
at the right seat and told Simon that he could sit there if he liked.

   Simon said that he'd rather sit closer to me and took the seat usually
used by my father and as soon as he sat down, he tried to kiss me, I looked
away to prevent the kiss and spotted movement at my parent's bedroom
window, my father was standing in the darkened bedroom watching me and
Simon in the back garden and once again, he had a massive grin on his face.

   Simon didn't realise that we were being watched, the only light that he
saw on in the house was the kitchen light and he could see my mother
fussing back and forth in the kitchen making a drink.  Simon turned
slightly towards me, his left arm over my shoulder and his right hand
rubbed over my stomach, I saw my dad's head was nodding, he knew that I was
looking up at him and it looked like he was encouraging me to go on.

   Simon fiddled with the button on the front of my dress roughly in line
with the waistband of my knickers and then he opened the second button.  I
looked down at his hand as he was about to open the third button and I
stopped him opening that third button.  He pushed his hand inside the front
of my dress, he was trying to get his hand inside my knickers so I crossed
my legs to make it difficult for him to reach his target if he had managed
to get his hand down the front of my knickers so he changed direction and
started to rub his hand up towards my chest, because there were only two
buttons unfastened, his fingers fell short of their new target, my overly
excited nipple.

   I looked back up at my father in his bedroom window, his head gestures
seemed to be telling me to go on...go further, so I opened the third button
myself and Simon's fingers jumped up to my left nipple and he pinched and
rolled it between his finger and thumb.  Simon then moved from my left
nipple to my right and he managed to push my face around to his with his
left hand and we were engaged in a kiss as my mother opened the back door
and told us that our hot drinks were ready.

   I walked behind Simon into the kitchen and used him as a blocker while I
fastened the three buttons again.

   Mum asked Simon to bring the tea tray through to the living room for
her. Mum sat in her usual place on the sofa as Simon put the tray on the
coffee table, Simon sat in the comfortable chair opposite my mother and I
went to step past him to sit on the other comfortable chair three feet away
from Simon but he grabbed me in passing and pulled me down onto his lap.

   Dad came down from the bedroom and put music on the hi-fi and joined my
mother on the sofa as Simon sat with his hands clasped together over my
stomach.  We all sat chatting for an hour and then mum and dad went to bed,
leaving me and Simon sitting on the single seat together.  As my dad walked
through the living room door he told me to keep the music down...not to
stay up too late and not to make too much noise as I let Simon out of the
house.

   We were left alone in the living room and the front of my dress had been
totally unbuttoned and Simon had it wide open while the sound of my
father's footsteps could still be heard on the stairs as he went up to bed.
Simon pushed me off of his knee but kept a hold on the collar of my dress
so when I reached my feet, I was standing in front of him in just my
knickers and shoes with my hands at my sides.

   He opened his legs and pulled me into the gap between his knees as he
started to pull my knickers down but he stopped and moved his hands to my
chest, he rubbed gently over my breast area instead of just hitting my
nipples, "Hey baby, this wasn't here on Monday!"

   I looked down at his hands, there were two soft pads of fat where my
breasts should have been...or should that have been, where my breasts would
eventually be...then my doctors words reverberated in my head, 'You will
probably have to prepare yourself for a little growth spurt though, the
hormones in the birth control implant will stimulate breast growth' as he
injected the implant in my shoulder and it looked like it might be coming
on a little faster than I'd imagined.

   Simon returned to my knickers and pulled them down to my feet.  He
didn't bother to strip himself, he just pulled his trousers and underpants
down while I stood watching him, I felt almost like a dispassionate
observer until he started to pull his trousers and underpants off over his
feet and I jumped into action, kicking my knickers off so that I didn't
trip as I moved into a clear area of the floor in front of the window where
I could lay on the floor to wait for Simon to get on top of me.

   Simon was fucking me as my father walked into the bathroom above our
head.  Because Simon wasn't playing to a gallery full of his friends, he
was far more gentle an loving than he had been on Monday when it seemed
like he was trying to hurt me as he fucked me.  I actually thought that it
was the best fuck out of my sexual experiences so far and I had a wonderful
orgasm just before Simon finished off in me, Simon's orgasmic
verbalisations being drowned out by the sound of my father pulling the
chain on the toilet above us.

   "I'd better get off, my mother will give me hell for not going straight
home from work but..." he kissed me, "...thanks for the lovely fuck baby
and I hope that you can find a little time for me in future because once
Tom Prescott gets his hands on you, you won't have much time to spare at
break times at school."

   I pulled my dress over my shoulders while Simon put his pants and
trousers back on, I didn't bother fastening the buttons up the front of my
dress, as I saw Simon to the front door, I just held the dress closed with
my left hand.  I locked up and turned the lights off and then went to bed,
my dad was still wandering about the upper area of the house getting his
stuff ready for the morning as I walked up, I hadn't held my dress closed
until I spotted him on the landing, dressed only in his boxers and then I
gripped the front of my dress to close it.

   Dad looked shocked that Simon had already gone home, "Simon didn't stay
long darling..." he gripped my shoulders and kissed my cheek, I let go of
the front of my dress and wrapped my arms around his waist, he pulled me
harder into his body and then turned into a whisper, "...did you at least
manage to have a little fun before he went home?"

   I nodded my head, "He had to rush home because his mother had expected
him to go home straight after work but we did have fun before he left!"

   I felt my father's cock grow against my belly and he rocked his hips
from side to side, rubbing his cock against my belly through his boxers but
also pushing my dress open a little wider.  He stepped away from me and
looked down at my faint triangle of hairs and the newly discovered breast
mass that had started to grow in less than a week.  It took me all of my
self control to not be a baby and blush, cover and run, I just stood there
with most of my body on show to my father until he returned to my mother in
their bedroom, he pushed his door to close it but it didn't quite make it,
I saw his boxers fly across the bedroom and my mother giggled,
"What...again darling...you'll make yourself sore but I'm not complaining!"

   I didn't bother closing my bedroom door, I had to get my uniform sorted
out for Friday, I needed my sports kit for a PE class after lunch and my
running shoes needed cleaning and a rub over with the waterproofing
solution to help protect the leather.  I heard rather a lot of noise from
both my mother and father and then my mother shouted out, "Bugger it!" and
she ran from her bedroom and into the bathroom, now all of the doors were
open, I walked across the hallway to the open bathroom door where I found
my mother, totally naked, standing in the bath tub running water from the
shower pipe into her vagina, the shower head in her other hand.

   "Everything okay mum?"

   She shook her head and then she gave a deep sigh, "Bloody condom
burst...your father was far too excite, seeing you dressed like that!"

   I pulled the front of my dress back into place and considered buttoning
at least a few buttons, "Sorry mum, should I be more careful about how I
dress in future mum?"

   She looked shocked, "No darling...your father loves seeing you looking
like that...I get the fun after he sees you as well...I just need to get
something sorted out for a safer birth control system and I probably need
the morning after pill after the amount of sex I've had this week!"

   I watched her dry between her legs and then she walked past me in the
doorway, she patted me on my left cheek and kissed me on my right, she
whispered, "Don't be too much later going to bed, you have school in the
morning!"

   I was heading back to my bedroom as mum stopped in her bedroom door,
"Bloody typical, he's already asleep and he's still on my side of the bed!"

   Dad woke me with a kiss, "Wake up sleepy head, must have been the late
night, I don't often have to wake you up on a school day!"

   "My clock didn't go off...or...I possibly forgot to reset it after I
turned it off yesterday morning...that could be it!"

   My dad chuckled, "Well, after a quicky with your boyfriend, I guess that
you can be forgiven for being a little forgetful."

   "That and the little drama when your condom burst in mum and she had to
irrigate herself out before I went to bed."

   I pushed the duvet off of my bed and I stepped out, I totally ignored
the fact that my dad was standing in the bedroom with me and I casually
peeled my nighty off over my head and stood there totally naked.  I pulled
my school shirt on and started buttoning the front closed, I moved past my
knicker drawer and pulled my skirt out of the wardrobe, stepped into it and
wriggled it up my body and started to fasten my school tie before I told my
father that he'd be late for work.

   He jumped as if he'd just been given an electric shock, he'd just been
totally lost, standing there watching me getting dressed for school.

   I hoisted my sports bag over my shoulder and was about to follow my
father out of my bedroom but I stopped as I passed my knicker drawer to
fish out a pair of knickers so that I could put them on after lunch before
I had to get changed in front of thirty other girls in our blended sports
lesson with class 'six beta'...before year six, if a girl turned up to a
sports lesson without her knickers on, we all made fun of her because we
assumed that she had peed her knickers or worse...but in year six, the
assumption would have been that the girl had been fucking with some boy
over lunch.

   I was just stepping off of the bottom step, about to cross into the
kitchen when I chuckled to myself, 'No, not some boy, some forty-five year
old teacher called Tom!'

   Mum had her mobile phone to her ear as she pushed my breakfast in front
of me, she was calling the doctor's surgery and was waiting in a queue a
mile long, she pulled her jacket on and jumped in with, "Oh, hello, I need
to make an appointment with a doctor for emergency contraception..." there
was a pause and then my mum said, "...any pharmacy...even the small local
one...oh...okay, I'll pop down there now, can I have an appointment at the
birth control clinic for next Wednesday then please...I'd like the ten
o'clock appointment then please."

   Mum gave me a disgusted look, "I can't believe that anyone can just turn
up at their local pharmacy and get the morning after pill, they don't even
do any checks on the women."