Naked in School - About Ron - Friday Afternoon

Naked In School: About Ron

© Copyright 2005 by silli_artie@hotmail.com

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A work of fiction, meant for adults. Read something else if you are not an adult, or are offended by stories with sexual content. Then again, if all you’re looking for is in-out, in-out, in-out, you should probably read something else. I welcome constructive comments. Enjoy.

Friday Afternoon

Bev

I walked into the cafeteria, got a bowl of soup to supplement what I’d brought from home, and joined Joyce and Ellen at a table.

As I sat, Ellen asked, “Did you hear?”

“What?” I responded.

“Your bodhisattva got laid in the girl’s locker room last period,” she told me with a smirk.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry!

“Oh, it’s in the Zen tradition,” she suggested, “Bobo-roshi found enlightenment in a Japanese, ah, bubble palace.”

“You’re not helping,” I told her.

They laughed.

Gwen

I didn’t get a lot of what went on between Ron and Ms. Foster. I don’t remember if it was Ron, no I think it was Ms. Foster that said it, “acting without hesitation or doubt.” Yeah, Ms. Foster said it, and Ron nodded his head. Hey, that was me, all week! Why had I done some of the things I’d done? I don’t know, but they needed to be done, and I did them -- without hesitation or doubt. Yeah, some things I’d walked into -- the thing with Ms. Kelsey, Dana “apologizing,” those girls in the locker room, running up the stairs when Mary screamed, the locker room...

But today, walking into the locker room with Ron, I saw them, and I knew... They looked apprehensive, why? But I walked up to the one who’d ... held me. I could feel my nipples tightening up even more as I approached. I think her name is Peggy. I touched her shoulder and whispered, asking her -- if she saw the junior boy, could she and her friends show him some of the pleasure she’d shown me? Let this week end with pleasant memories. She nodded, then asked me what I needed. I closed my eyes and let it happen...

Ron

I nudged Gwen; her burger and fries were ready. She’d spaced out again. Not surprising; I was feeling pretty wiped out, relaxed, wow... So surprising, watching Gwen step into their arms as we walked into the locker room. The other two turned and looked to me, and I followed, so willingly... So brief, so intense -- then to the pool, swimming and swimming and swimming, working with some kids. Then back to the locker room, into their arms in the shower, then back by the lockers, on my back on a bench with one of them moving Gwen on top of me while another teased me...

Gloria

What the fuck is going on! I get to the caf for lunch and start hearing about all this shit going down in the girl’s locker room with two kids in The Program. And I get my lunch and look over to where Ron usually sits, and he’s there with Gwen, but who’s walking away from their table but Peggy and her slut squad! Ron and Gwen sitting there wearing only a well-laid glow, some of the swim dudes almost drooling as Peggy and her sluts walked away from the table.

Ron saw me -- he moved some things, standing, smiling. He’d saved a place for me, next to him!

I put my tray down next to his -- he had a burger, fries, and those green pod things. I looked at him, at Gwen, at him -- I didn’t know whether to be mad, or what.

He took my hand and said something in Japanese.

Ron

I held Gloria’s hand, looking at my friends, and said, “Tabemasho,” -- “Let’s eat.” I offered her some edamame.

One of the swim guys finally turned around after watching Peggy walk away. He gave me a weird look and sort of laughed. Gloria, sitting beside me, made a noise. Wasn’t a friendly noise.

I turned to her and whispered in her ear. “I need to hold you. I need to be held.”

She hugged me, and that felt so good! In some ways, better than that girl on top of me in the locker room. Not better, different. I turned and looked at Gwen; I squeezed her hand. “Thank you,” I said softly.

Gwen

He said, “Thank you,” and I could tell he meant it.

I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling his hand. Oh, the feelings were still so strong! Giving myself to them again after swimming, being squeezed between two of them in the shower, coming so intensely! Being led out of the showers to the lockers, seeing Ron on his back on a bench, two of them stroking his body, seeing him writhe, his cock so hard and so long... They led me to him, but I held back. My eyes met Ron’s. We both understood -- not my time. We both said, “No” at the same time.

I was swept up into warm flesh, and heard Ron moan... I closed my eyes and let go to them...

Gloria

That must have been some trip! Ron squeezed Gwen’s hand and she spaced out! Ron sort of laughed, and she shook her head and laughed along with him. Then he turned and looked at me. God, how I wanted him! Somehow, we were going to spend the night together.

Bev

I watched them from a distance. Watching Peggy and her clique walk away from the table, hips swaying -- they looked at us and smiled. And the eyes that followed them -- eyes and more, boys and girls both drooling over them... I shuddered, just imagining... But back to Ron, Gwen, Gloria -- Gwen looked as determined, yet more relaxed -- satiated? Peggy leaned over and talked to her, pressing her breasts into Gwen’s back, touching her, Gwen’s nipples tightening so quickly, but her eyes closed... Giving Ron a squeeze, then the bunch of them walking away, looking for their next conquest. Gwen, Ron, Gloria exchanging glances and words -- Gloria looked hungry still. Gwen looked determined still. Ron? On another plane? Or so centered on where he was now? Or just one very lucky teenage boy?

Yet I’d seen it before; the next few weeks would be critical. After this enormous opening up, all this change, how would they find a new stability?

Dana

I watched them during lunch, Ron, Gwen, and the goth chick sitting together with some swim dudes sitting on the other side of the table. What a week!

I watched them talk; I watched them eat. I didn’t pay much attention to my friends. They took off early and I sat around waiting.

Gwen, Ron, and the goth started to leave. I followed them. Ron was in the middle as they walked down the hall, Gwen on one side and the goth chick on the other. What had Ms. Foster said? “Without hesitation or doubt?”

I got in front of them; they stopped.

“Ron, can I kiss you?” I asked. My heart was beating so fast!

And he looked to the goth, like he was asking permission! She nodded and he stepped closer... I closed my eyes...

Kissing him -- what did I expect? The world didn’t shake. I didn’t come. It was an okay kiss, kind of soft. When he hugged me, that was nice, nicer than when we kissed.

But I had a class to go to. I gave him another quick hug and took off.

Joan

Joan was still chuckling when she met her friends in the hallway.

“What happened?” Karen asked.

“Something I didn’t expect to see,” Joan told them.

“Yah, like what?” Beth demanded

“Peggy and her mob doing the two junior kids in the hallway, holding both of them to her bare tits while I think it was Meegan sucked him off and Donna held them and frigged her.”

“Did they come?” Karen asked incredulously.

“Sure sounded like it!” Joan giggled. “You ready to do it?” she asked.

“Should we wait for you?” Beth asked cautiously.

Joan’s expression changed in a flash. “Don’t fucking bother,” she growled. “That bitch will find something to keep us in class. Other kids are bitching too -- one almost missed the damn bus yesterday.”

“But you told Alice,” Asked Karen.

“Oh yeah -- and she told her dad. Maybe he can get something done.”

Gloria

I got to the door as quick as I could; I didn’t really dry my hair after showering, and I didn’t put my panties back on -- with any luck, I wouldn’t need them!

Ron walked up, and before he could get to the box with his clothes, I hugged him -- I hugged him tight! “Oh I want you!” I whispered in his ear. I smelled him; I kissed his neck and ran my hands over him. I looked in his eyes. “I want to spend the night with you. Tonight, all night.”

His smile changed; he nodded. “I want that, too.”

I threw my arms around him and kissed him.

Gwen

We made it; the week was over. I sat on the steps, not even bothering to put on my clothes as I watched Ron and Gloria walk away, holding hands.

“Was he worth the effort?” someone asked.

I looked up and saw two Angels standing next to me.

The blonde shook her head. “You’re here, and he’s headed off.”

I felt the bile rising in my throat. “Someone had to do it -- you sure as hell didn’t.”

The other one asked, “Would you do it all over again?”

“I would, and I probably will, since you only care about Seniors -- oh, you’ll probably harass anyone.” I remembered them with Jeremy early in the week. Hell of a lot of good that did!

They surprised me -- they sat down on the step next to me. The black-haired one said, “Gwen, I’m sorry you feel that way.” She looked at her friend.

The blonde asked, “Do you know how girls become Angels?”

I curled my lips in a snarl, but couldn’t think of anything nasty enough to say.

The black-haired one pulled something from her purse. “They become Angels by doing what you’ve done.” She took my hand and dropped a silver charm on a silver chain into it.

I looked at the charm in my hand, then back to them. They were both smiling.

The blonde said, “I’m Beth, and this is Karen. Gwen, this was a really hard week. With Barb out sick, there were only three of us. Tuesday morning Joan was tied up, and most of our classes are on the other side of school from where you guys seemed to be...”

Karen said, “And you did so well, not only protecting Ron, but the others as well.”

“I know you’re pissed at us,” Beth said, “But we need your help.”

“I was so mad when they asked me,” Karen told me, “that I took a swing at Beth. Gwen, will you help us? Will you help us look after the rest of the kids?”

“Please?” Beth whispered. “We need you.”

I looked at the charm in my hand. My chin started to wobble, and my eyes filled with tears. I looked at them and nodded. If I don’t do it, who will? Karen started to cry as well.

We held each other, sitting on the step.

“Let’s get you dressed,” Beth said. “We need to get you some black turtlenecks.”

FIN!
Rev 2005/11/23

Great!	Okay
Kinda weird	Not sure yet.	Not for me.