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CALL ME BOB (Mg,cons, extreme-pedo)
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Really Mrs. Joylett I'm not sure what's wrong with Charlene, she won't
let me examine her and is acting so scared that I was going to give her
a sedative, but I need your permission to dispense it . . . yes that's
right . . . well, could you come to the school? . . . Yes that would be
better . . . I'll let her know you're on your way!" Jackie said and then
hung up the phone she had been using. She turned to the police officers
who had joined her in her office. "She's on her way. It's strange but
she didn't sound concerned about Charlene at all, I wonder why?"
The Police sergeant nodded his head, "That's okay, I notice you have a
surveillance camera up there, is it active?" He said pointing at a
camera in the corner of the room.
Jackie nodded, "Yes, I have a master controller here for when I need
privacy, I'm told I'm the only one allowed this." She added.
"Does it do sound as well?" The sergeant asked.
"I think so, there's a microphone in the camera as well as near by
examination table here." Jackie said indicating a table near her desk.
"You've got quite a lot of equipment here for a school?" One of the
officers said.
"It's all part of the new school policy, child protection and all that.
Now I suggest that Charlene sits here and I'll bring in her mother, I'll
leave the camera and all microphones active. If you want you can watch
this from the Headmaster's office."
The three officers walked away, their car - an unmarked vehicle - was
hidden away. When Charlene's mother arrived at the school she was taken
straight to the nurse's office. When she entered Jackie explained that
there wasn't anything really wrong, just over excitement, she did need a
signature in the accident book . . . oh dear, the headmaster has it,
just be a minute - and Jackie quickly left.
----
{Smack!} "How dare you drag me down here, you wait until I get you home!
I'll give you such a seeing to that you'll wish you were as dead as your
father!" That got everybody's attention as it was thought that Alan had
walked away from his new wife and daughter some years ago. "Now then
when that nosy bitch comes back in you're going to take that blasted
tablet and then I'm going to drag you home, tie you up again and really
work on your useless body. I swear if I didn't need you alive I'd make
sure you had an accident, a serious one!
The door opened again and Mrs. Joylett turned with a smile on her face,
a smile which dropped as the police sergeant put the handcuffs on her.
"I was going to arrest you on a charge of child abuse, but I'm also
arresting you on suspicion of murder! You do not have to say anything
but should you fail to mention something that you may rely on in court
it may harm your defence. Do you understand this caution?" She didn't
speak to him but she turned to Charlene.
"You see bitch, now you're in for it, you'll be locked up because you
had to say something!" She spat at Charlene and tried to kick at her but
was pulled away. Jackie then spoke to the police office who had remained
behind.
"I need to take pictures of Charlene, just in case you need evidence."
"There's no need, we'll take her to the hospital and get them done
there, after that we'll hand her over to Social Services, they'll take
care of her from there." The officer said.
They'll take me away and lock me up, they'll take me away and lock me
up!" Charlene started to say over and over again.
The officer went down onto his haunches and smiled at her, "Nobody's
going to lock you up darling; these people are nice, they'll find you a
place with a real good family - you're going to be cared for." He said
trying to convince her, but she wouldn't listen to him.
Jackie then went to Charlene's side, "Charlene darling, if you could
choose who to stay with, who would you ask for?" She said.
"Mr. Wilson," Charlene said softly, "He'd look after me; I'd like to
stay with him!" She added.
"But Robert's single, he wouldn't be allowed to . . ." Jackie started to
say but the officer interrupted her.
"Well . .. there might be something in that, I'd have to check on Social
Services, what's this Robert Wilson like, I mean has he ever tried
anything with children?" He asked.
Jackie smiled, "Well he has tried to teach them English, but I don't
think that's too bad do you?" She said.
"You know what I mean Miss Johnston! Do you know if he has a police
record?" The officer asked.
"Not that I know of, and recently everyone has been checked, they're
trying to avoid another Soham so everybody's been checked in this
school!" Jackie told him.
"Okay that's good, the only problem is his being single . . . but I
think we'll be able to finesse that, I'll have a few words, leave it to
me." The officer concluded, smiled and walked away.
----/p>
Back in the classroom I opened my eyes. I'd told the class to ignore me
as I had marking to do, Evelyn was in charge of the clock. It hadn't
been easy juggling between the sergeant, constable and Mrs. Joylett, the
fact that she had killed Charlene's father as well as her previous
husband was a surprise, but one I decided to use.
I heard an 'Oww!' from one pairing and looked over. A boy was scrabbling
away from his partner, he looked scared and the girl was looking up at
him confused and also slightly frightened, she glanced over to where I
was sitting. I quickly got up and walked to them, the rest of the class
had now stopped what they had been doing to watch my reaction.
"I won't ask what happened, that's obvious from you conditions." I said
pointing to the stains around the boy's penis and oozing from the girls'
pussy. "You both know you were supposed to be touching only, how did it
get so far advanced?"
Both started to speak at the same time, the general gist of the message
was that it was his/her fault alone she/he didn't start it! I held up my
hand. "Alright Tracy, Roger, what's done is done, I didn't want to cover
this part so soon, but I need to talk about this, everybody take a
towel, put it on your chair and then sit down."
Tracy and Roger went to follow my instructions, but I stopped them. "I'm
sorry you two, but you're part of a show and tell session." I said with
a grim face.
Both swallowed but held their ground, I noted that Roger reached out and
held Tracy's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. I smiled to myself
when I saw that.
Finally everyone was seated and they looked expectantly at me. "Well now
we have a little problem. This lesson was supposed to get you all used
to each others bodies as well as your own. We've had two problems show
up with this our first lesson. Number one was Charlene many of you knew
she was being mistreated and none of you informed either Mrs. Johnston
or me, now why was this?" I said calmly.
None of the children answered this question, they were making sure that
they didn't catch my eye. I looked directly at Evelyn, 'Well?' I said to
her.
'Please don't make me say sir; nobody would talk to me again!' she said
silently.
"So nobody's prepared to answer? You know what's been happening to
Charlene? How her mother has been abusing her daily, she's covered in
bruises, some of you girls must have seen something when you changed for
P.E.?" at this Marcia raised her hand, I nodded to her.
"Please sir, Charlene never did P.E. for this class; she had a doctor's
note." She said - happy to get one over on her teacher.
I nodded, "Yes Marcia, I know. But it seems that from now on all
doctors' notes will be verified by Mrs. Johnston so that this type of
abuse is discovered and not hidden. What I'm trying to impress on you
all is that it was more harmful to Charlene for you to help her conceal
what she was going through." A boy raised his hand, I nodded to him.
"But Sir, Charlene told us that she'd be locked up if we said anything,
we don't want her locked up, so we promised not to say. And anyway she
was told that if she said anything it would be her word against an
adult. They'd never listen to us!"
I shook my head, "That may have been the case 15 - 20 years ago, but now
there's more credence given to what is said, and anyway the evidence
would be easy to show. I've always tried to listen to you all haven't I?
If I've failed to show you all that then I've failed as a teacher." At
my statement several heads started to shake.
"That's not true sir, we've always come to you when we have problems." A
girl called out.
"Thank you Paula, I won't assign a punishment for that!" I said dryly
watching the girl colour up. I shook my head and smiled to show I was
kidding. "Alright I won't say anymore on this subject, apart from this.
If you have any problems at all then talk to either Mrs. Johnston or me.
Now before we start on the other problem can I say that this is to be a
general discussion period, anyone can cut in at anytime, only keep the
noise down! Okay then Tracy and Roger here went too far with their
touching program, the results you can see on their bodies. So Tracy, why
did you allow Roger to penetrate you with his cock?" I could see some of
their faces redden at my deliberate use of the word.
Tracy looked at Roger before she answered, "It was my sister . . . I
watched her when she was at home with her boyfriend . . . Mum and Dad
were out and she didn't know I was still in the house . . . Well she was
upstairs with him, they were kissing on her bed, then he undid his
trousers and she got out of her drawers and then he was on top of her.
It looked so funny the way his bum kept moving and she seemed to like
it, I just watched them both. But I thought it was gross when, after he
finishes, she turned around and sucked on his . . . his cock!" She
screwed up her face and then she looked at me, puzzlement showing on her
face. "But how could she let him do that? 'Cause it hurt me, it felt
like something tore in me . .. Do I need to go to the hospital?" She
asked me, all serious now.
I held her for a moment - uncomfortable with the knowledge that I was
holding a naked girl in my arms - and shook my head, "No Tracy, you're
not really hurt, it's a normal thing that happens to all girls when they
have sex with a boy, but before I explain lets hear Rogers side of the
story!" All eyes turned to Roger who went slightly red.
"I . . . I've read a few of my brother's magazines and some books, and
they went on about how nice IT felt and how good IT makes people feel.
I've always fancied Tracy . . . and you were busy with your work, and so
I asked Tracy if she minded if I tried IT, she said no it was okay with
her, and the next thing I knew she was on her back and I . . . I was
almost inside her when I realised that I wasn't wearing anything, but
Tracy said it was okay and so I pushed in . . . but something stopped
me, so I started pulling back and then pushing in. Tracy seemed to like
it . . . and then I gave a extra-hard push and I felt the thing break
inside her . . . that was when she cried out, and when I pulled out I
found blood over my . .." He looked at me and then finished, "cock!"
I looked around the class. "So, comments?" I asked.
"That sounded so . . . romantic." One girl said.
"Why did she scream out then, I mean if it felt so good to her?" A boy
asked causing a couple of the girls to giggle.
"Sandra? Why don't you explain to the class about this?" I said pointing
out one of the gigglers.
"Oh . . . Wow . . . it's embarrassing sir . . . I . . . I don't think .
. . I could . . ." The poor girl said stuttering away as she spoke.
"That's alright Sandra, it's really up to me to teach you all, and
you'll notice that I'm skirting around the subject as well." I took a
deep breath. "Now all of you know the term virgin?" Everyone's head
nodded. "Alright, for our interpretation, it means a girl who hasn't
engaged in sexual congress. Now all girls have a piece of skin that
protects the cervix and womb. They lose this the first time anything is
introduced in the vagina. You notice I don't say cock, in some cases a
finger, or imitation cock . . . even a hairbrush handle could remove
it." I said noticing a couple of girls who looked at each other and
blushed, "As such a girl who loses that skin, its called a hymen by the
way, is no longer a virgin, but nowadays it's mainly used as a girl or
woman who hasn't experienced sexual intercourse." I finished.
"So why did it hurt me?" Tracy said, "It didn't hurt my sister!"
"Oh Tracy! Didn't you hear him? Once it's gone it gone!" a girl said in
a tone that implied 'why are you dumb!'
"It's alright Lorna," Again an intake of breath as the right culprit is
identified, "Sometimes it take a few repetitions for the lesson to be
understood, remember your maths?" I said meaning her problems she had.
"Yes Mr. Wilson." Lorna said. "Sorry Tracy." She added.
"What about her sister with her boyfriend's cock in her mouth, won't
that hurt her?" A boy asked.
"No, it doesn't cause any problem to taste or swallow the sperm that may
be on the penis, and it will also have her juices on it, and don't think
I didn't see some of you tasting your fingers after it had been inside a
girl?" I said, "It won't hurt you at all, in fact some girls like the
sensation of a cock spurting inside their mouths."
I heard several of the boys laughing at that and so I then turned to
them, "And some men enjoy sucking the juices from out of a girl's
vagina, it's supposed to be a marvellous taste."
I waited for the groans and 'Yuck!' noises to finish before I said, "Any
other questions?"
Evelyn raised her hand, "Sir, we were naked for this lesson . . . but
why weren't you?" She asked and then looked at me with a superior smirk
on her face.
'Did you want me to be?' I sent to her.
'I wouldn't mind' she replied.
"I didn't think it would be proper. I am after all your teacher and
shouldn't place you in a situation that could be misconstrued." I said
out loud.
"Does that mean you're not going to undress like us?" A boy asked I
didn't bother checking on who it was.
"Not at all, I was trying to get you used to your own bodies before
inflicting mine onto you, and I was hoping to get Mrs. Johnston involved
as well." I didn't blink but I had no idea where that last part had come
from but the class seemed to like the thought.
I looked at my watch, "Okay now we'd better get dressed, Tracy and Roger
I think you'd better get yourselves washed off before dressing, I don't
want your parents asking how you managed that." I said to them, they
blushed and went to the sink in the corner of the room to wash.
----
It was time for the end of school, everyone was dressed neatly and
reading quietly, the blinds had been opened and the door was unlocked,
the video tapes of the afternoon were securely locked away.
Just before the bell was going to ring I cleared my throat causing
everyone to look at me. "Now I will ask you not to tell anyone outside
your families about the lesson you had today, your parents know that
you're studying sex education and won't ask too many questions, but if
we don't want the other classes to learn of the format of the lessons."
I told them."
Several held their hands up, I pointed to one boy, "Sir, I have a sister
in one of the other classes, what if she wants to know about it?" He
asked me the others nodded in agreement - they also had siblings in the
school.
"Check with your parents, they will have the final decision." I said.
There was a knock on the door and then Jackie entered with Charlene and
another man in a policeman's uniform. Jackie looked uncomfortable with
the other children still there, but luckily for her the bell rang
signalling the end of the school day.
As the children started to file out of the room I stopped April, "Don't
forget about your punishment tomorrow April, and if you fail to turn up
I'll just have to postpone it until you finally come into class." I said
to her.
"Yes Mr. Wilson." April said and then she left the classroom.
"Mr. Wilson?" the police officer asked me.
"Yes, that's me, what's the problem officer?" I said pleasantly.
"I understand you're aware of Miss Joylett's situation sir?" He said
questioningly. I decided to misunderstand.
"I was the one who found the bruises and informed Mrs. Johnston about
them." I said trying to imply that that was all I knew.
"Oh, well it seems that the case isn't as simple as we first thought,
and we need to keep Miss Joylett safe while we conduct our
investigation. It's been suggested that you are the ideal person to care
for her while this is done." He said and seemed to be anxious for my
answer, I quickly stepped into his mind and then back again.
"Oh . . . I, well I mean . . . I'm not really . . . I don't think that's
wise." I began to say.
"Please Mr. Wilson, they're going to lock me up if you don't!" Charlene
said. Making look at her, I went down on one knee so that I was at the
same height as her.
"Charlene I live by myself, people might think it strange for you to be
with me, they would worry about you and cause such a noise that it may
cause problems for us. It might be safer for you to be with a family." I
said to her. She looked so crushed that I nearly blew it but I steeled
my heart and got back onto my feet.
The officer shook his head. "That's alright sir, I'll pass the word onto
the station in your area . . . I took the liberty of checking with
Social Services, although it's unusual the circumstances are such that
it would be better for Miss Joylett if she was placed with somebody she
trusts . . . and she's indicated that you are such a person, we would be
very grateful if you would help us by taking Miss Joylett for the time
being." He said - and without any nudging from me - phrasing it as an
official request.
I tried to look flustered and made noises as if considering the request,
after a long wait - which seemed even longer to Charlene - I grudgingly
agreed, "But she's going to need clothes and toys." I pointed out.
Anything she needs we can pick up at her house, we do have to search the
property and it would be better if she could wait until after then." He
said.
"She's going to need nightclothes even so." I said although I was
picturing her going to bed nude.
"There are still shops open." The officer pointed out, "And I'm sure
Social Services will reimburse you for any payments you have to make."
He added.
"That won't be necessary, I'm sure I'd be able to afford clothing for
Charlene." I said slightly icily, I wasn't going to wait for ages for
the Social Services to pay for a nightdress - I won't say that I was
well off - whoever's heard of a rich teacher! But I could 'persuade'
people to advance me cash when I needed it.
Jackie then handed me a bottle of liquid, "She's going to need this
rubbed into her skin, to help deaden the pain of the bruises." She told me.
----
So that evening when I went home I was accompanied by Charlene, we
stopped off at a local supermarket where I made sure she had two
nightdresses and underwear, I also found some grey skirts and white
blouses, so she would have enough clothing for the next few days. - It
was amazing the number of looks I got as Charlene said, "Thank you Mr.
Wilson." As I paid for the clothes - so I had some fun and said.
"You forgot Charlene you were to call me Uncle Bob! Now don't forget the
next time." I smiled and winked at her
She smiled and then said, "Yes, Mr. Wilson, sorry Mr. Wilson." And she
also winked at me.
I think we got out just in time as the manager was just dialling a
number on his telephone.
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