Sunday was a lazy day, spent mainly in fun and games. Jake and his girls headed down to the basement after breakfast, spending the morning playing with the children. In the afternoon they took them out into the back yard, letting them play in the falling leaves, thus giving their mothers the day off. Jake wished he could take credit for the idea, as it was a lot of fun, but Elle had been the one to suggest it.

In the process Jake scored major brownie points with his mother's and father's concubines, and as his mother had already given them the "make yourselves available to any man in the group" speech, he was offered enough pussy to keep him busy for a week. He turned it all down though, as his six were keeping him quite sated. Unbeknownst to him, that scored him even more brownie points, and several made up their minds to seduce him as soon as possible.

Jake had noticed several men hanging around their backyard Sunday morning and pointed them out to his father. Mark advised him they were the bodyguards he had hired, and pointed out several Jake had missed. He also pointed out the vehicle that would follow them wherever they went, so Jake wouldn't get the wrong idea if he saw it in his rearview mirror.

Sure enough, Monday morning the dark SUV followed them to school, two men getting out and watching as Jake and his harem headed for the building. Jake wasn't too worried, figuring the "all or none" group in the area had been seriously thinned out by the events of the prior week. Mark secretly agreed with him, but decided it wasn't worth taking the chance.

Zach caught up with Jake as he walked toward the building, throwing his arm over his shoulder.

"So have you seen Lydia yet?" he asked. Jake shook his head no and Zach laughed. "Well, she's still walking bowlegged," Jake's friend said. "She's decided that I get her anal cherry however, saying that you would tear her in two." Jake was glad to see Zach wasn't jealous that Lydia had come to him for her first time.

"She said I have to wait until this weekend for regular sex, and she's not sure how long it will be before she is willing to try anal," Zach elaborated as they neared the building. "Dude, can I ask your advice on something?" Zach said, suddenly serious.

"Like you need permission," Jake said with a grin. "If it makes you feel better though, go ahead, ask away."

"Well, I mean it's not a pressing issue or anything, but just how do you keep from hurting a girl when you do it that way, in their ass I mean?" Jake stopped, turning to look Zach in the eye. Seeing his friend wasn't joking around he nodded seriously.

"Listen man, this conversation is going to take longer than we have right now. Can you stop by the house after school today?" Jake asked. Zach said he would check with Kathy and make sure it was ok. He said he would let Jake know at lunch.

The first part of the day passed quietly, and Jake headed to lunch, flanked by Kimmy and Della. Jake had spoken with his parents about the girl's school wardrobe, and Mark and Judy had finally seen things his way. They were his concubines he'd pointed out, and if he wanted them to go naked, he would have them do so.

Today, Della was wearing a one piece dress ending at mid thigh. The top consisted of two strips of opaque red material that barely covered her breast, and Jake caught a glimpse of her pierced nipples a time or two as they bounced with her stride. The bottom was made of the same material as the top, but clung to her like a second skin. It was quite apparent she had no panties on, and Jake smiled at the looks she got from the male students.

Kimmy, true to her exhibitionist nature, wore two heart shaped white pasties that covered her nipples and a pair of sheer crotch less panties under a skirt that left the lower half of her round ass cheeks hanging out. She got more than a few glances herself, and Jake had to admit to himself that it felt good knowing that the whole school realized they belonged to him.

Jake's harem had taken to wearing the collars he had given them everywhere, saying they were proud to belong to him. Jake didn't discourage them any, finding the sight of the collars a definite turn on. He worried about himself sometimes, a year ago thinking of a single woman as his property, let alone a half a dozen of them, wouldn't have entered his mind.

He entered the lunch room early enough that there were plenty of tables, and decided to take one of the tables near the Goth group. Liz nodded as he guided Della and Kimmy that way, watching with interest as he sat down, claiming the adjacent table.

"Hey Jake, Kimmy, Della, what brings you to our little corner of the room," Liz asked as Jake waved the rest of his harem over when they entered the room.

"Just wanted to move out of the center of attention," Jake said, smiling at the girl. "We've had enough attention to last for a while in the last week," he said. Liz nodded, looking at Della, a gleam in her eye.

"Mom said that if her piercings are healing ok, she thought it would be alright to send her over next Monday," Liz said, obviously enjoying Della's blush.

"OK," Jake said. "Speaking of which, we've been following your instructions on keeping them clean and all, but could you check them real quick?"

Liz nodded and Jake looked pointedly at Della. His sister glanced around the room, noticing it was filling with students looking for their friends and classmates. If she allowed Liz to examine her now, anyone who happened to glance their way would see. She started to say something, to object, but stopped when she saw the look on Jake's face.

The twinkle in his eye said he was enjoying embarrassing her, and deep down, Della knew she would get a charge out of it, but she moved slowly, her flush deepening. Standing up in front of Liz, who had turned to sit facing outward on the bench, she pulled the material of her top aside, baring her breast.

Liz examined the piercings carefully, even tugging on them a little, bringing a gasp from Della. "Oh yes, these are going to be so much fun when you heal," she said, looking Della in the eye. "Alright, foot up on the bench," she said, patting Della on the inner thigh.

Jake grinned as Della looked at him, her eyes locking with his as she complied. Liz took her time examining her, even flicked the little barbell lightly with her finger, causing Della to whimper.

"Jeez Della," Jake said, "I can smell your pussy from here." Della groaned as Liz drew a finger along her slit before nodding as she leaned back.

"It's healing fine," she told Jake. "She'll be healed enough by next Monday for sure," she said, a hint of anticipation in her voice. "Come here June," Liz said, motioning the quiet girl over. June stood, standing before Jake and Della as Liz ordered her. She opened her coat, revealing the black lace boy shorts she wore underneath. Jake barely controlled his gasp at the marks on her body.

Angry looking welts crisscrossed the girl's pale flesh, some having broken open, leaving red streaks where the skin had been broken. Liz ordered June to drop the coat and she did, turning so Jake and Della could view her back.

The welts continued all the way around the girl, and Jake noticed the black lacing had been replaced by a small chain, running through the rings in the girl's back. A large padlock hung from the bottom, the swinging weight causing several of the lower rings to bleed.

Jake felt his stomach lurch and he knew he could never let Della subject herself to something like this. He drew a calming breath, wanting time to think things over before blurting out his objections. He glanced at Della, seeing her face a little white as she stared at June.

"Show them your pussy," Liz said, her tone obviously proud of her handiwork. June leaned forward, pulling her lace panties down over her buttocks, revealing the welts and bruises there before tugging them down to mid thigh.

Her outer labia were pierced multiple times, as Jake had noticed the night they were at his house. Jake saw now, under closer inspection that she had six rings on each side, and her inner labia were pierced also, three on each side. A large ring, an actual clit piercing, Jake noticed, sat at the top of her slit, flanked by the two large balls of a horizontal bar that ran at right angles to the vertical clit ring.

A pair of light chains, starting at the clit ring, ran through the labia piercings, one on each side. The chains disappeared into the girls ass, and Jake didn't want to think what they terminated in.

"She's got a remote control egg up her ass," Liz said calmly, motioning for June to get dressed. "I've got the remote in my purse and can give her a jolt anytime," she said with glee. She held the device up, showing it to them with pride.

"So you can tease her with the vibrations any time you want?" Kimmy asked, her face a little pale.

"Oh no sweetie," Liz said, smiling and shaking her head. "This one is special, it doesn't vibrate, it delivers a shock, see?" she said, pushing a button and watching as June jerked upright just as she sat down. Jake could see the tears forming in the girls eyes and he made up his mind. There was no way this girl and her mother were getting Della alone. If she insisted she wanted to go, he would go too, just to make sure they didn't go too far.

"Jake!" he heard someone call his name across the room and gratefully turned, looking for the source of the call. Kathy was standing with Zach and Lydia, waving him over.

"Hey Liz, we'll talk about our schedules and get back with you," Jake said, hurriedly standing. "Come on girls, I need to talk to Kathy and Zach about something," he said, heading toward the waving cheerleader.

"Jake," Della said quietly once they were away from Liz's table, "is it alright if I change my mind about going to Liz's house?"

"Yeah, it is," Jake said with relief. "But I thought you were into that pain stuff?" he asked reluctantly.

"Oh, I am," Della said, "but that shit scared me. She's gotten really mean about it too. Did you see the look on June's face? Last week she was having fun, today she just looked scared," Della said.

"I hope you know I wouldn't do something like that to you," Jasmine said to Della, taking the girls hand.

"I know you wouldn't," Della said, squeezing Jasmine's hand.

"Hey Jake, my sister's still walking bowlegged," Kathy announced as they arrived at the table she was sharing with some of the cheerleaders. "Hey, aren't you guys eating?" she asked, seeing they hadn't gotten their food yet.

"Yeah, well I'm not that hungry for some reason," Jake said. "Bonnie, you and Lana go get us all a cheeseburger and fries, drinks too," he added, handing her some cash from his wallet. She nodded and Jake sat down when the cheerleader scooted over to make room for him.

Lydia was across the table from him and smiled shyly when he met her gaze. "You ok," he asked quietly.

"Yeah, just a little sore still," she said, picking at her food. "I'm glad I did it, but I should have listened to Kathy and gone a little slower that first time," she said, making a funny face.

"It's not just that," Terri, one of the cheerleaders said. "If you went as many times as you said you did, you have to realize you used, probably overused, muscles that you'd never really exercised before."

Several of the girls snorted in disbelief and Terri leaned in, speaking in earnest. "No really girls, think about it. If you don't do any of our routines during the summer, and don't get a lot of exercise, remember what it's like the first week of practice?" This brought groans of remembrance from several of them, and nods from the rest.

"And what about our first cheerleading camp, right before school our freshman year. My God, I thought I would die I hurt so bad," Stacy, one of the captains said.

"Right, that's my point, Lydia is so sore because she overworked muscles she wasn't used to using. So it'll go away in a few days, trust me. Hey, kids come out the same place sweetie, and they stretch you a lot more than Jake does, believe me."

Terri's remark got several nods. She was a Senior, but should have graduated last year. She'd missed her Junior year giving birth to a child she'd given up for adoption. She'd refused to reveal the father's identity to anyone, including her parents, and the rumor mill had fed on her story for quite a while.

"So you've fucked Jake too?" Lydia asked, looking at the older girl.

"Honey, half the cheer squad has," Terri said with a laugh. Lydia looked at Jake expectantly and he raised his hands defensively.

"Look, I don't kiss and tell," he said softly. "But if any of them want to admit to it, that's fine by me."

Lydia looked around, disappointed when only a couple of girls nodded.

"Well, I don't care who knows we did it," she said, looking Jake in the eye. "All the girls in my class are jealous of me, and some even asked me to set them up with you."

"Oh shit Jake," Kathy said, "you've turned her into your pimp." Lydia flipped her sister the bird, getting a laugh from the surrounding girls. Bonnie and Lana returned with the food just then, saving Jake from further teasing.

The table was quieter for a few minutes as everyone dug into their food. Jake had just finished his burger and was working on his fries when Lydia got his attention.

"Looks like trouble," she said in a loud whisper. Jake turned to see what she was gawking at and did a double take. Ken Toland, a Junior who was in his Aikido classes, was being confronted by Jenna Stuart.

"Ken please, I know you can volunteer, everyone knows you're smart, and you would get a good CAP score. I'm desperate, or I wouldn't come to a geek like you in the first place, but all my so-called friends have turned out to be assholes, and won't take me. Look, I'll even sign that damn paper that's been going around the school website, just promise me you'll take me."

Ken was a nerd, well actually an uber-nerd, and Jenna lowering herself to be seen within ten feet of him, let alone talking to him was a shock. That she wanted to be his concubine had the whole room's attention, something she was oblivious to but he was not.

"Listen Jenna, do you know just what it means if you sign that contract?" he asked. She nodded and he shook his head. "I don't think you do, I mean, do you realize as soon as it's signed I could bend you over the table and let every guy in the room fuck you in the ass, and there is nothing the teachers or anyone else could do about it?"

"Wouldn't you like a blowjob?" Jenna asked in a whining voice. "I'll give you one anytime you want," she said plaintively.

Ken looked around, seeing they were the center of attention and a grin split his face.

"Tell you what, you want to suck my dick while I think about it, go right ahead," he said, turning so he was facing out on the bench, leaning his elbows back on the table top behind him. "Maybe that will shut you up long enough for me to think."

Jenna looked around the room, realizing she was the center of attention. She blushed, but Jake could see the desperation in her eyes from across the room. "What's made her suddenly willing to stoop to Ken's level," he asked.

"She's been going around school for the last week, trying to find a guy willing to take her as a concubine," Terri said. "I guess she contacted most of her ex boyfriends, and they all said the same thing about her, they couldn't stand to listen to her talk about 'her' anymore and told her to fuck off."

"So what, she's so desperate she's stooped to considering the geeks now?" Kathy asked in disbelief.

"Well, since Jake's little go around with the 'Powers That Be' last week, it's been all over the school how Mrs. Hall now belongs to him, and that they even had a written contract to the effect." Terri looked at Jake, obviously hoping he would comment. When he didn't she went on.

"Anyway, someone found a contract on the Confederacy Web Site, and linked to it. Now everyone in school has the thing, and it's taken on a life of its own. I don't see the attraction personally. How can a volunteer guarantee that they will take someone as a concubine if they don't know when they'll be picked up?"

"Yeah, I mean, are you going to spend like 24/7 with him or something?" Megan, another of the cheerleaders asked.

"Listen," Ken's voice got there attention, "either get on your knees and blow me or fuck off, I don't have all day." Jenna looked shocked, no one talked to her that way, especially one of the nerds.

"Listen asshole, I was doing you a favor by agreeing to be your concubine," she hissed, her fist clenched in anger. "Just sign the damn paper and we'll talk about the rest later!" Ken shrugged and turned his back to her, ignoring her. Jenna looked like she was going to explode and whirled, storming from the room.

"Jake," Megan said, getting his attention, "just how do you plan on making sure Mrs. Hall is with you during a pickup. I know she goes to your house a lot, but you don't go hang out at the mall or any place like that, so how are you going to make sure she goes with you?"

Jake could tell it was a serious question for Megan, not just curiosity. He thought it over for a second; the whole idea in the beginning had been to keep a low profile until they were picked up to avoid people who would harm them from finding out about them. Since it was apparent everyone already knew about them he didn't see where outlining the general plan would hurt any. On second thought, it might help locate more sponsors, which would make their pre-pack more attractive to the Confederacy.

"Look," he said leaning forward earnestly, "do you know what a pre-pack is?" Getting some dumb looks from most of those around the table Jake shrugged. "Ok, here's the deal, we, that is me and some other sponsors have been in contact with the Confederacy on the net. We keep them updated on how many sponsors are involved and the number of concubines. Anyway, when we have enough people to make it worth their while, they will contact us and give us a time and place to be for pickup."

"You have to understand, this is a special pickup, it won't be at a mall or anything, and it's just for the people in the pre-pack. The Marines worry about terrorists setting them up for an ambush, so they select the location and time, get there first and make sure the area is secure. Once they are ready they will call our contact person and give them the time and place. There is a fifteen minute window, if you aren't there within fifteen minutes of the time they specify, you get left, whether you're a sponsor or a concubine."

"So if you get the call and can't get in touch with all your concubines, what happens?" Megan asked.

"They get left behind," Jake said. She nodded, thinking it over.

"So how many sponsors do you need?" Lydia asked.

"We don't know for certain," Jake explained, "but the more the merrier."

"Why don't you ask Ken?" Megan interjected. Before Jake could answer Megan called out to the boy, motioning him over. He came to the table, looking around warily.

"Ken, Jake's putting together a group and hoping to attract a special pickup for them," Megan explained. "He's wondering if you are a sponsor and if you would be interested in joining."

"You mean a pre-pack?" Ken asked Jake, suddenly interested.

"Yeah, that's it," Lydia spoke up. "And Kathy's taking me and Zach, and Jake's like got a whole harem. You should have seen how many..." She cut off when Jake sent her a look, silencing her.

"What Lydia is saying is we have several sponsors on board right now, but the more we have the more attractive our group becomes for a pick up."

"I see, so how does this work, I mean, how do they get in contact with you if they decide to pick you all up?" Ken asked, sounding interested.

"Prepaid cell phones," Jake said, holding his up. "They contact one of our core group and that person sends the rest of us a message detailing time and place."

"All right, well it sounds good, but you tell me where I'm going to find four girls willing to hook up with the head geek and I'll join up," Ken said sarcastically.

"What about me," Megan asked, causing everyone, including Ken to look at her in disbelief. She was one of the cheer captains, and therefore considered to be among the elite. Jake did some fast thinking, realizing he had assumed what most of the student body had. Megan was either a sponsor herself, or had enough of the jocks to choose one from that a non-entity like Ken didn't stand a chance.

"What!?" Megan asked defensively. "I've lived across the street from Ken's family my whole life and you won't find a nicer sweeter guy," she said turning to the boy in question. "Besides, I think he's kind of cute." Ken blushed, his mouth hanging open as Megan stood and walked around the table. She pulled a folded piece of paper from her purse, handing it to Ken as she pushed him down onto the bench, kneeling at his feet.

"You look that over while I take care of this," she said as she fumbled at his jeans. "If you like what I'm doing, sign it, I already have." Ken groaned when she pulled his half hard cock from his pants, immediately engulfing the head in her mouth.

Jake figured Ken lasted less than a minute before he stiffened, shooting his spend into Megan's mouth. She swallowed rapidly, getting it all, and pulled off him with a smile.

"So, what do you think," she asked, looking up at Ken earnestly. He appeared glassy-eyed and just nodded, gasping for air. Megan giggled and carefully tucked him back into his pants, zipping him up.

"Uhm, Jake," Ken said, shaking his head gently as if to clear it, "you got a pen on you?" This sent the table into gales of laughter and giggles, and Jake held one out, watching as Ken shakily unfolded the paper. It was one of the standard contracts found on the Confederacy Website, and Megan had it all filled out except Ken's signature and the date. Jake was surprised to see she had filled Ken's name in ahead of time, and glanced down at Megan.

"Yeah, I've had my eye on him for a while, and then last week when all that shit with you and Mrs. Hall went down, I printed it up." She blushed a little, watching as Ken hastily scrawled his signature on the document. "I was just hoping he was a sponsor."

Ken left the paper on the table, pulling on Megan and drawing her up to sit in his lap. The two sat kissing and whispering for the last five minutes of lunch. They parted reluctantly when the bell rang, and Jake had to remind Ken to take the signed contract with him.

Ken and Jake shared the next class, and the boy walked to the class with Jake, Kimmy and Bonnie trailing along. "So Jake," Ken asked quietly, "have you and Megan..."

Jake hoped this didn't cause problems but he wasn't going to lie. "Yeah, twice last summer," he said, casting a sidelong look at the other boy.

"So, is she any good," Ken asked nervously. Jake looked him in the eye and nodded. Ken looked away and Jake could tell something was bothering him.

"Hey dude, it was no big deal, just a hookup is all," he said softly. "Besides, I've got my concubines all lined up so if you worried about cutting in on me..."

"No, it's not that," Ken said, looking around to make sure no one else was listening. Bonnie and Kimmy were deep in a conversation about the latest shade of lipstick or something, and not paying attention. "Look, it's just that, well, I've never, you know."

"Hey dude, relax," Jake said, trying to hide a grin. "Look, I didn't have that much experience the first time I hooked up with her and she took it easy on me, so you'll do fine." Jake leaned in whispering conspiratorially, "She's the one who really taught me how to eat pussy, ask her to teach you too. Trust me, a girl finds out you're willing to go down on her instead of just wanting to get your rocks off, and you'll have plenty of opportunity to practice."

Jake and Ken entered the chemistry class just as the bell rang and quickly grabbed seats. The rest of the day went pretty much like all school days, and Jake made plans for Ken to stop by and meet the rest of the pre-pack as soon as possible.

Megan and Ken had started something, and it wasn't unusual to see someone trying to win a spot with a sponsor during their lunch hours the rest of the week. Most of them went well, and it wasn't until Thursday that a problem erupted. It wasn't that big of a deal, although one of the participants took it hard.

Jenna had approached Ken just as he sat down with his food. She had a determined look on her face and started in before he could say anything.

"Look, I'll do it ok, but that's it until we get picked up. I don't know why I've got stuck with a geek like you as my only option, but drop your pants and I'll suck you," she said, pushing a piece of paper into the startled boy's hand.

She hit her knees, reaching for his buckle. Ken looked like he was going to stop her when Megan grabbed his hand, shaking her head with a smile. "Let her," she said softly and Ken nodded, groaning when Jenna took him in her mouth.

Jake had to admit one thing, she was an excellent cocksucker. Having her go down on you had the added advantage of keeping her from talking, and he watched bemused as Jenna threw every trick she knew into play, obviously trying to get Ken off as quick as possible.

Ken lasted a lot longer than his first public blowjob. Jake had seen the pair getting out of Megan's SUV when he pulled into the parking lot, Megan wiping off her chin with the back of her hand. He figured she must have been keeping him drained as it took nearly five minutes before Ken groaned out a warning.

Megan whispered into his ear and he nodded, pulling from Jenna's mouth and fisting his cock. He grabbed the kneeling girl's head while he jacked himself, holding her close to his cock. Jenna didn't look to happy, but waited, mouth open for him to finish. Ken didn't keep her waiting long, but deliberately aimed away from her open mouth when she closed her eyes.

"What the fuck!!!??" Jenna sputtered as Ken began shooting his cock juice across her face, splattering her cheeks and hair. A thick glob pooled in one closed eye, running down her cheek and dripping onto her t-shirt. A thick strand landed in her hair as her hands waved wildly.

"Damn it you fucking dweeb, can't you do anything right?" Jenna spouted as she knelt, face covered in Ken's cum. "Fuck, don't just stand there, get me some fucking napkins or something douche bag." Jake couldn't stand it anymore and busted up laughing as Jenna peered around one eyed, afraid to open the other one because of the thick layer of cum covering it.

Megan was trying hard not to shake as she held up her cell phone, taking a picture of Jenna's cum plastered face. Jenna fixed her with a glare as she accepted the wad of paper napkins Kathy handed her.

"Think it's funny bitch," she said caustically, "well now that I'm one of his concubines you better be nice, cause I'm not taking second place to anyone, go it."

"Actually Jenna, you're not my concubine," Ken said. Jenna's head snapped around and she glared at him.

"The FUCK I'm not!!!" she said vehemently. "I sucked your dick and that was the deal dipshit!!"

Jake shook his head, his snort of disbelief at her actions catching her attention. "Jenna, you still don't get it do you? He doesn't have to take you. Even if you were to argue that you had a verbal contract he didn't promise you a slot as a concubine, just that he would think about it while you sucked his dick."

"That's right," Ken said, zipping his pants up. "Look, I thought about it, and the answer is no!" He turned to sit down and eat his food, leaving Jenna staring at him, frozen in the act of wiping his spend from her face.

"You can't do that to me!!" she hissed, her eyes flashing with anger.

"Actually he can," a man's voice said and Jake looked up to see Coach standing there. "Jenna, you've got a lot to learn, and the first thing you need to realize is you're not somebody important any longer." He handed her another wad of napkins, as the one she was holding was soaked.

"Jenna, he's the one that can volunteer. You can't. That throws you into the same category as a lot of your schoolmates, those that have to decide between being someone's fuck toy, or Swarm food. The choice is yours, but your attitude is hurting your chances badly. You're not some high school queen anymore and you need to get over it."

Jake watched Jenna's face and could tell she still didn't get it. Oh well, at least the coach would keep her from bugging them any further. He turned back to his food, keeping an eye on Jenna with his peripheral vision. He noticed Coach finally walk away, but Jenna stayed where she was. Finished eating, Jake turned to see her crying silently, tears streaming down her face.

Jenna noticed his gaze and looked at him imploringly. "What's wrong with me Jake?" she asked as the tears continued to fall. "Why do all the guys just fuck me and run. I'm a good fuck aren't I?"

"Yes Jenna, you are," Jake said, sighing.

"Then how come you never hooked up with me again," Jenna asked bitterly. "You fucked Kathy like four or five times, and Megan the same. Are they better than me or something?"

"Not as far as the mechanics of sex go they're not," Jake said. He looked her in the eye and saw she really wanted to know what she was doing wrong. Hell, it had been pointed out to her pretty bluntly and he had to wonder if his repeating it would do any good.

"Jenna, it's not your body, hell you're a fox, and it's not your skills, you can suck cock with the best of them. It's your attitude. Jenna! You're not better than everyone else but that's exactly how you act. Last year, you might have been somebody special on the high school scene, but now you're just a potential concubine. Like Coach said, you have a choice, either change and become what every guy wants, a fuck toy that worships him, or become food for the Dickheads, it's your choice."

"It used to be the 'beautiful people' that sat on top of the high school social ladder, but all that has changed. Now it's the ones with the CAP score high enough to volunteer who are the social elite. So you've got to accept that you've been dethroned, plain and simple. That or be miserable." Jake decided he'd said enough and stood, walking away. He hadn't realized it but the rest of the table's occupants had been watching his exchange with the girl and got up to follow.

"I wish her the best," Ken said in an aside to Jake. "She really can suck dick but that attitude of hers just turned me off." Megan pouted at him and he grinned. "Don't you start on me; you know I'm more than happy with your cocksucking skills. It's not a competition anyway, I mean, think of it, you want a trophy that says 'BEST COCKSUCKER' or something?"

Megan laughed, wrinkling her nose at the idea and shaking her head no. The group continued to their lockers, dwindling in number as members headed to their individual classes. Ken, Jake, Kimmy, and Bonnie all had classes close to each other and continued on, the other three waiting as Kimmy stopped at her locker to grab her History text.

"Ken, wait!!!" they heard a voice call and turned to see Jenna running toward them. A chorus of groans came from the four, and Bonnie rolled her eyes in exasperation. Jenna jogged up, her braless c cups bouncing under her mesh shirt. She stopped about a yard away, panting for breath.

"Ken, I'm sorry, I really am," she gasped out. "Jake's right, I was being a bitch." She stopped Jake's protest with a raised hand. "I know you didn't come right out and say it, but that's what you meant and you were right." She turned back to Ken, actually looking a little contrite.

"Look Ken, I know I was being a bitch and I'm really sorry. I know you don't want anything to do with me, but if you change your mind, let me know. I'll do anything you say, and I mean anything."

"Oh really," Kimmy cut in, slamming her locker door. "Would you let him fuck you in the ass tomorrow at lunch, and cum in your mouth when he's done?" You could see the shock, mixed with a little disgust, flash across Jenna's face. "I thought not," Kimmy said, turning and walking away. The other three followed, leaving Jenna standing in the hall, eyes following them forlornly.

"Think she'll do it?" Ken said softly. Jake shook his head, that was one thing Jenna had let him know was totally off limits with her from the start. He told Ken this and Bonnie chuckled.

"What about Megan, did you ever do it with her?" she asked. Ken glanced at Jake, eyes wide and he shrugged. The others could see the answer on his face however and Ken groaned.

"Thanks Bonnie, that's all I'll be thinking about the rest of the day," he said.