Transfer of Affection
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Robby Benson hated his name; all of his fellow freshmen made fun of it. Apparently there had been some child actor back in the dark ages with that name. It seemed that no one would ever let him forget it.
He looked at his watch and quickened his pace. Only ten minutes until school starts, he thought. He was glad to be going to school that day; it was a really big day for him.
'Yeah, man, he was going to get some tutoring from the 'Angel' of the junior class.' For once he almost liked his name. Robyn, Robby - they sounded a lot alike.
He, and just about all the other boys in his class, had a crush on Robyn Berry. She was such a fox. His reputation had gained serious credit when it became known that Robyn was going to tutor him.
Just lucky, he guessed; luck of the draw, because she'd volunteered to be a student tutor and he'd drawn her name. 'Yes, sir, what a deal!' he thought.
Robby heard the first bell ring while he was jogging onto school grounds and he quickly headed for his homeroom. Just as he arrived he heard an announcement over the loudspeaker that they were going to watch the Mars landing that morning.
It seemed that the school was on some kind of closed network and that they'd all get to goof off for an hour or so, watching Mars. Well, that was just fine with him. He'd just dream a little more about his angel.
The final bell rang and the teacher announced that the Mars landing would be on the screen in about five minutes and that they were all to be quiet and remain in their seats.
A few minutes later the TV in Robby's room came on. Everyone sat expectantly, figuring that the Mars thing ought to be worth at least a few minutes of attention.
Robby almost jumped out of his seat when an image of a beautiful naked girl and a handsome naked guy flashed on the screen. She was on her hands and knees and he was fucking her, doggy style.
Robby couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Wow..." he croaked. He'd never imagined anything like this, even in his wildest masturbatory dreams. All the kids in his freshman homeroom also gasped and silently watched the erotic sex show on the screen.
When Robby's numb mind began to work again, he realized that he recognized the girl. It was Robyn Berry, and the guy was that football guy. "OH MY GOD!" he screeched.
The teacher, busy at her desk, had noticed nothing amiss until Robby's outburst. She looked up and saw rows upon rows of shocked, open-mouthed faces staring at the television screen and she became alarmed. What could possibly be going on? She wondered.
She got up from her desk and walked around to the front of the screen, where she stood, stock-still and white-faced, as her eyes brought the picture, with all its implications, to her brain.
She quickly turned the set off, to a tumultuous "AAAHHHH!" of disappointment from all of the students.
****Two weeks later ****
The alarm blared in Robyn's ear, slowly bringing her to consciousness. Groaning, and rolling over on her stomach, she reluctantly opened her eyes. 'Oh god, it's today, ' she thought. Life had been hell ever since the day that the video had been shown to the whole school.
As she dragged herself from her bed, the incident played in her head for the thousandth time. She remembered looking up expectantly, excited at the prospect of seeing the Mars landing on television, but as it dawned on her that, instead, she was watching a video of two people having sex, her brain had gone blank and her face white as a sheet.
'It was her! Her and Taylor! But how could that be?' She groaned when she thought about the fact that she hadn't even told Max what she'd done, after all how could she tell him. This was a fine way for him to find out.
In shock she slowly turned in her seat towards Max, who was sitting beside her in class. Their eyes locked for a moment and she could see the anguish in his eyes. She opened her mouth to tell him... what? What could she say?
Max took another long look at the screen before standing up, his body trembling. He knocked his chair over, then turned and ran from the classroom.
It wasn't till then that Mr. Stephens noticed anything was amiss. He strode to the TV set, where he quickly took in what was being displayed. He at once recognized the couple performing on screen. "My god!" he cried, and reached for the off switch.
As the screen went black, he swung round to look at Robyn. She was frozen in her chair, like a young deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck.
He said gravely, "Robyn, I think you had better come with me." He took her arm and helped her rise from her seat, then walked her out of the room.
Just outside the classroom he stopped and faced her. "What the hell was that I just saw, young lady?" His face was red, and he looked thoroughly upset.
Tears streamed down Robyn's cheeks, but all she could say was, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stephens. I'm so sorry. I had no idea..."
Robyn spent the rest of the morning in the principal's office in a state of extreme nervousness, waiting for one of her parents to pick her up from school.
Taylor sat across from her; both had been suspended from school for two weeks.
At last her father showed up, having been called at work and told the story. He looked at his daughter as if she were a stranger. Robyn began to cry despairingly. There was nothing she could say, nothing at all. She couldn't explain what she'd been thinking, or why she'd had sex with Taylor. Her life seemed to be at an end. At any rate, it could never be the same again.
Now, two weeks later, after a huge fight with her parents, Robyn was going back to school. Her father had been all set to take her out of public school and place her in the local Catholic School, St. Bartholomew's, but she'd fought him long and hard to stay at Mountain View High.
Her parents couldn't understand why she would want to stay after such humiliation. Her father had said, "Young lady, I don't understand you any more. First you humiliate yourself and shame your family and then you want to brazen it out and go back to a school where you've made yourself a laughing stock." He felt so frustrated that he seemed close in tears.
Robyn persisted, however, and the day at last arrived when she was due to go back. She left the house quietly, dressed in a long skirt and heavy sweater. She was determined to be an exemplary student from now on. Dress conservatively, think conservatively and act conservatively, she thought.
Walking with her head down, her eyes looking at the ground, she hurried to school. She was worried to death about what her classmates would say. She couldn't even let herself think about Max. He hadn't come over even once while she had been grounded. The last sight she'd had of him was on the day the video had been shown and the look on his face was etched in her memory.
As she entered her homeroom class, the other kids became quiet. Pretty soon there wasn't a sound to be heard as she crept to her old seat. She couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the face, but just slumped down in her seat and faced stiffly forward, focusing on nothing.
Suddenly she heard hushed whispers, and looked up to see Max at the door. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Then he swung into the room and sat down a few chairs away from her. He didn't look her way again for the rest of the period.
Robyn thought that the day she'd just spent at school had almost been as bad as the day of the video showing.
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