Scissor Sisters Chapter Eight
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After eric left the auditorium my legs were shaking so bad I basically did the walk of shame in front of my drama teacher. He wouldn’t care if I told him I was in the prop room fucking a boy. He just looked up and said ‘you look nice. I thought you were absent.’ I told him ‘no I came in late.’ I asked him to change my absent to a tardy. He said ‘Sure no problem. Will you tell the bitches smoking in the dressing room to spray some damn air freshener.’
I laughed at him and pulled a can of glade out of my massive purse. I told him it was my fault I usually bring the glade. He told me to splurge for Lysol next time. I told him to give me five bucks or quit his bitching. My legs were shaking so hard I thought I would bust my ass trying to get to the sacred dressing room. I slammed open the door and sank into a chair like I’d been beat. My bitches asked me what was wrong. I just busted out laughing. I swore them to secrecy and told them everything.
My friend jen went to our special cabinet. Hidden behind tampons and pads we always kept a bottle of jack. We reserved it for special occasions. She handed me the bottle and all three of them hit me with questions while I took a huge shot. I handed jen the bottle. She took a swig. Then she handed abby the bottle. Abby was the hardest drinker in our group. We always accused her of hogging up the bottle. Our friend jane was a little tiny girl. Abby didn’t know what to do. A week ago we found out jane was pregnant. No one knew yet. Abby handed her the damn bottle and said ‘one swig won’t kill your damn baby.’ She looked so relieved. This was a moment when me and my bitches needed to pass the bottle.
We knew she would graduate showing like a motherfucker. Right now it was our little secret. We all lit a cigarette. Jen busted out a hair brush and told me I had ‘sex hair.’ She later became a beautician. She started brushing my hair. It felt so good to be back in my comfort zone. I told them everything. I started crying like a little bitch. Abby took another swig from the bottle. She said ‘halina the weirdest shit makes you cry. One of the hottest boys we ever knew just gave you head and fucked you like a princess.’ Jane handed me a wad of toilet paper to snot in.
I said ‘abby, I swear to God I think I just fell in love with that boy.’ Jen just kept brushing and like a dream sister she said ‘awe honey no boy touched you like that before. Of course you’re going to have feelings. But you know you care more about Jason.’ I took another swig from the bottle. I was honest. 'Jason never said shit like that to me and he was kind of the school manwhore.'
Jane stood up and analyzed her belly. All she could say was ‘don’t get pregnant.’ I told her I was on the pill and I used a condom. She looked at me like I was berating her. She got kind of pissy and said ‘you know I was going to get the pill and he was supposed to pull out.’ I went over and hugged her. She grabbed the bottle and we didn’t stop her. I felt guilty because in some ways it was my fault. It was only the second boy she ever fucked. She called me after school and said ‘I know this is going to sound weird but can me and Jeremy fuck in your shower.’ I did have an epic shower with two shower heads and a bench. He didn’t pull out and her future bundle of joy was conceived in my shower.
We offered to pool our money so she could have an abortion. When it came down to it we were all good girls and an abortion didn’t seem right. Something about knowing what she faced made me quit crying. I answered the 'how was he questions?' I was honest about wanting more. Abby was tipsy. She said ‘you have to do it.’ She was our legendary bad girl. She was a year younger than us. Her senior year she got a fake ID. She started dating the most notorious radio personality in our town. Then her double identity was busted when she accidentally won the town beauty pageant. She was the teen strawberry queen who lost her wicked affair with a thirty something celebrity from the club circuit. Leave it to Abby. She grabbed my phone and I scrambled to get it from her.
She was quick and she scrolled down to the listing that said ‘cable man.’ Jen egged her on and said you have to text him something. I told her ‘no I have to give it time.’ Even jane told me to text him something. We pondered the possibilities. Abby decided the honest statement that my legs were still shaking was the best. I giggled as she typed it. The bell rang. We had a routine of all saying ‘god damn it’ when that happened.
We returned the whiskey to the hiding spot. Right next to it was a bottle of mouth wash. Like some reversal of a religious act we swigged and spit. I dosed us in glade. Then abby whipped out the perfume and we lightly sprayed it trying not to smell like cheap whores. We left single file. Rutter screamed ‘lysol next week.’ We told him 'sure' and went our separate ways.
For once I rushed to my locker and took a different path not to run into Jason before my next class. Second, third and fourth period were a blur. I knew at lunch I had to see Jason and eric. All I wanted to do was cry. I considered checking out and going home. But if I didn’t show up to fifth period and get my film going for my photography classI might fuck up my GPA over bullshit. Jason saw me and we walked up to each other totally clueless how to act. I just wrapped my arms around him. We must have stood there five minutes. He could tell I was about to cry.
He suggested we skip in the auditorium. I smiled, sniffled and said ‘not the prop room.’ He looked like I hit him. He said 'actually I told Mike what happened and he gave me a joint.' My eyes lit up. I said ‘oh my god there is nothing I want more than to go into the catwalk and get high with you.’ We didn’t smoke pot together often. It was my thing. Sometimes it made him get motion sickness. I asked him if he would get sick being up so high in the light work while we got high? He said ‘you know the catwalk is the only place in school to get high without getting busted.’ I told him if he fell through the ceiling or puked down the hole where lights show I would have to kill him.
He told me to ‘shut the fuck up.’ Then he laughed at me and called me a slut. I told him I had about fifteen football players to screw since he fucked every cheerleader on the squad. I unlocked the door and while he climbed the stairs he pushed my buttons. He knew how I felt about cheerleaders. He grinned at me and grabbed his dick. He said ‘you know halina that ponytail with a ribbon in it is great to grab on to when they suck my dick.’ He had me laughing as we sat side by side and he lit up the joint. I told him I would never wear a ponytail with a ribbon to wrap his hands around when I was sucking his dick. He said 'not even on my birthday?’ I laughed and said ‘Okay on your birthday and maybe on Christmas.’
I hit the joint too hard and started coughing and laughing. We had a perfect view of my drama teacher’s back and half his ass crack. His name was rudder and he looked around like he was hearing voices. By fourth period he was usually getting a little drunk. Jason busted out with ‘how does he not smell the pot or see the smoke?’ I laughed and said in all honesty ‘I have no idea why he can’t smell pot as long as we smoke up here.’
We got the giggles. Jason looked at me and he said ‘well how was it?’ I smiled at him and said ‘I could care less you fucked the mangled titty FFA cunt.’ He looked genuinely happy. I laughed at him and said he better be damn good at licking pussy. He laughed and said ‘when you were sleeping in my bed on Friday night I was only learning how to better please you. Just ask the ponytails. I’ve got a reputation for serious skills.’
I retorted with eric wouldn’t let me suck his cock because it was all about getting me off. But your brother says I have mad skills. He blew smoke in my face and said ‘you are such a cunt. You know I picture you sucking him off and I get so jealous I want to beat you.’ I kissed him sweetly on the cheek. I said ‘I know. That’s why I do it.’ We finished the joint in comfortable silence. I put my head on his shoulder and he put his arm around me. He was good and stoned. He said ‘I wish we could stay up here forever.’ The bell rang and I said ‘goddamn it.’ I sprayed us down with glade. That’s why it stayed in my purse and not in the cabinet.
I felt like I was floating on air. Jason walked towards his class. I nearly ran into eric walking to my fifth period. We stood in front of each other. He cracked up and said ‘you are so fucking stoned.’ I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. We couldn’t help but rub against each other. We didn’t have much time. He whispered in my ear ‘are you going to call me.’ I pulled away and gave him a grin and said. ‘You have no idea how often my cable goes out.’ He was so much taller than me. He petted me on the head and whispered ‘good girl.’ I could’ve melted. My legs were shaking again. I damn near stumbled into my photography class right as the tardy bell rang.
My teacher was such a dick. I was a senior with enough credits to graduate one year ago. I was taking all college courses except for this stupid class and drama. I signed up for photography with no clue how much it would suck. I honestly take killer pictures. I have an issue. I broke my left hand really bad in elementary school. I honestly didn’t have the dexterity to roll my film. Of course there is a way around everything. My drama bitches teased me about it all year. We worked with a partner in the darkroom. I got paired with this really cute as hell sophomore boy. He was shy because I intimidated him. I asked him the first time we were together in the darkroom if he would roll all my film.
He was super skilled. He said ‘It’s easy. I can teach you. I know the dick teacher just kind of yells at you.’ I told him about my hand. I never told my dick teacher because I preferred to cheat and win awards for pictures I took. I just couldn’t roll film. The sophomore even had the sexy name dean. He had rolled everything I produced. Pot does make me horny. I wondered how experienced this younger boy was. We sat next to each other.
He was so sweet. He said ‘I wish you came to class more it’s boring without you.’ I could tell he had a crush on me. I told him ‘you’re the only reason I stayed in this class and didn’t switch to pottery.’ His eyes lit up. He said ‘you’re just saying that because you know I love rolling your film. The pictures you take are amazing.’ I looked at him and said ‘you have no idea how cute you are? You are shy now but you are going to be epic in two years.’ He kind of squirmed.
He busted out with ‘I was home-schooled before last year. I don’t know how to talk to girls. Some dudes think I’m gay but trust me I would love to have a girlfriend. My parents are super religious and I can’t date like most guys.’ I told him my story about having a best friend who was a guy and also not dating until recently. He seemed shocked. I told him 'I kissed a few boys but that was it until about a month ago.' I floored him explaining how I learned everything the day I turned eighteen. He said ‘Jesus Christ that is so fucking hot.’
I laughed and said ‘I know, we have a lot in common.’ I got my balls on and asked, ‘how fast can you roll film?’ He said ‘pretty damn fast.’ He looked so nervous. All I said was ‘you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I understand being shy.’ He looked at me and said kind of haughty ‘you do owe me a favor for rolling all this film.’
I knew to be gentle with him. I said ‘we take this at your pace. But I want to blow your mind.’ He kind of squeaked ‘have I died and this is heaven?’ Before I could answer the dick teacher said ‘halina and dean your turn in the darkroom. Dean you have to check her film she may take good pics but without you adjusting her roll she couldn’t develop anything.’ I smiled at him. He just gave me a free pass at extra time in the dark room.
I could see the huge bulge in dean’s pants. Damn the boy even had one of the biggest bulges I’d seen since I’d entered slut central. We went in the room. The red light was on so we could adjust ourselves before we went into total darkness with our film. I knew I had to take control. I didn’t waste any time. I took the film out of his hand and set it on the table. I knew there was no way for the teacher to know when the room switched from red to total darkness.
I whispered ‘is this your first kiss.’ He looked so nervous and said ‘yes.’ I just kissed him. He was slow at first and then it was like he totally lost it and he kissed me hard and passionately pulling me against him. I took his hands and put them on my tits as I pressed my pussy against his dick. He whispered ‘your fucking perfect.’ He floored me when he picked me up and sat me on the counter. He was really tall and at that level he could run his hands up and down my pantyhose.
I unbuttoned my shirt and for the second time that day I had another man sucking and rubbing his face in my cleavage. He ran his fingers over my nipples. I arched my back and pushed harder into him. I grabbed his hand and stuck it up my skirt so he knew he had permission. He was too worked up to be gentle and he just stuck a finger deep in me and started fucking me hard. I was moaning and he was kissing me like he’d been doing it a lifetime. He whispered ‘am I doing it right?’ I pulled his finger out and showed him how to curve it up and it my g-spot. I told him ‘what you did feels great but if you curve up and it the wall of my pussy it will feel better.’ He was a fast learner.
I pulled my tits out of my bra so he could suck on my nipples. I was thrusting up into his hand. On instinct he inserted another finger. I bit his shoulder trying not to moan. I started sucking on his neck as my pussy gushed and I whimpered totally helpless not to spread my legs and let him keep fucking me. I was whispering all the right words of encouragement. I knew he was going to make me cum and I couldn’t squirt all over the darkroom. I didn’t explain but I told him to go back to sliding straight instead of curved into me. I was so close. I told him just to rub my clit while fucking me with one finger. I told him ‘fuck yes. don’t stop.’ I could feel the orgasm coming. I moaned I’m coming and he could feel my whole body shudder. He looked stunned. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and licked them clean. Damn he looked sexy sucking his first taste of pussy off his hand.
I hoped down and handed him his roll of film. I gave him a wicked grin and said ‘now mr. photographer let’s see how you roll your film while I suck your cock. I flipped the room into total darkness. I knew I had to work fast. In seconds I was on my knees unzipping his pants. I took time to run my tongue over the pre-cum soaking his tight briefs. His cock wasn’t massive. It was just so fucking thick. I started sucking him hard and fast. It was like trying to wrap my mouth around a coke can. I spit all over him so he would get wet sloppy head. He was already moaning but I could tell he was keeping his hands steady as he rolled his film. There was no time to tease him.
I sucked hard and fast trying to be smooth as I used my hand to whack him almost like I was in a speed contest. I knew the teacher could walk in on me sucking dick. It turned me on and I got into it. I could feel his balls lift upward and he moaned with no ability to prepare me for the thick load he shot in my mouth. He tasted so good. I milked him for each drop. I zipped up his pants and flipped on the red light. He was so cute. He was still panting and he said ‘what about your roll.’ I told him to slap it on as fast as he could. He said ‘it will be exposed.’
I giggled at him and said 'this time we walk out of here and you tell that cocksucker I fucked it up so bad it ripped. I smoothed his hair down. I buttoned my blouse. He said ‘I swear to Jesus Christ you just made me the happiest guy on earth.’ I kissed him and said you sure do say Jesus Christ a lot for an innocent religious boy. But I guess you’re not innocent anymore.’ He ripped my roll and grinned and said let’s do this.
I was almost nervous. The cocksucker was right by the door. Dean didn’t miss a beat. ‘She righteously messed this one up. I tried to fix it. It took me forever. I realized the problem is a rip. I don’t know how she ripped it. I have been trying to teach her but sometimes I think being in the pitch dark freaks her out.’
I smiled sheepishly. I said ‘you know how much I love taking pictures but I do freak out in the dark room. I feel total sensory deprivation and it’s almost like I have a panic attack.’ The dick actually patted me on the back and said ‘for your sake halina it’s a good thing most pictures are digital. You just aren’t cut out for the darkroom.’ The bell rang. This time I looked at the teacher and said ‘damn it. I was really hoping to get this one right. I’ll just keep trying but dean really is a good teacher. The longer and more often I’m in the dark room the easier it gets.’
Dean just smiled like he won the lotto. I said ‘thanks dean I know you did your best.’ The dick smiled and said ‘we have a few more months left of school, maybe he can teach you by then.’ I nearly laughed and I just tried not to grin and said ‘I really hope so.’ I’ll see you both tomorrow. I’ll shoot another roll tonight and we can try again.’ I walked out of that room knowing this was definitely the best fucking day of school a girl should ever have.
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