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Have You Really Thought This Through?
Oh by the way red tape first.
Be warned these short stories contain mature content or naughty bits and as such may corrupt you if you’re under 12, 16, 18, 21 or 25 depending where you live thus they are not suitable for you so put them back on the shelf and let them age for a year or two.
They were sort of scribbled for fun. ©2018
Luv Karen
Chloe was still dreamy eyed. “He asked you to dance once at the historical dance group after school two years ago.” “But he might ask again?” Jessica kept quiet on that. Malcolm had money and was polite. Katherina had him marked out for herself and given she also had money it was unlikely Cinderella Chloe was ever going to get a look in still she had her dreams and dreams were cheap.
“Did I tell you I overheard Mr. Forbes explaining to Malcolm’s mother that it was unlikely they would be running the academic STEM course this year. Apparently they’ve been unable to find a teacher and they are one short of the minimum class numbers for the course so he’ll probably be in with us doing English and political science.” Chloe wrinkled her nose up. “But so will Katherina.” “We could do the Mall. After doing Mr. Hall’s gardening last summer I still have just enough to afford a new pair of socks.” They set off happily together.
“I signed us up for the academic STEM course.” “Chloe how could you?” “Well I like arranging flowers.” “It’s not that sort of stem. It’ll be hard work with lots of homework.” “But Malcolm will be there without Katherina. I’d stand a chance.” Jessica just looked at her. “I won’t will I?” “We’d better go and change our choices then.” “Ah Jessica and Chloe the two girls I particularly wanted to see.” “Good morning Mr. Forbes.” “Now then this idea of doing an academic course would be a lot of work. Have you really thought this through? One of the non-academic courses would be so much easier and would give you a school certificate with less work.” Jessica saw red, the patronising twit. “But Sir we were so inspired by your end of term speech last summer when you said we should set expectations higher and stretch ourselves that we thought we’d follow your words of wisdom.” She turned limp eyes up at him “Ah yes well but we must be practical about these things.” Chloe looked at Jessica in amazement as she continued on. “But you always said we should follow our dreams.” “Yes well, carry on but its no means certain that we’ll find the right teachers.” “I’m sure you could do anything sir.” Mr. Forbes retreated in disarray.
“I thought you said we were going to do the other course?” “I will not be patronised by that twit. I heard somewhere that the academic STEM courses are more expensive to run and all he wants to do is spend his precious funds on a new bit of modern art to inspire us.” “But he doesn’t have any teachers.” “He probably forgot to advertise for them but he will have them soon if I have anything to do with it.” Jessica replied with determination.
Laura was happy to have Jessica do her shift at the tennis club and keep the pay. “So is Malcolm doing his STEM course Jennifer?” “It doesn’t look hopeful Mr. Forbes was saying there aren’t enough students interested and he hasn’t the teachers.” “He has enough students even though he has been trying to discourage them.” Jessica let slip as she served the tea and cakes. “Really, how interesting. We’d better give him a helping hand then.” Jessica slipped away to serve another table. She had an idea that against Malcolm’s middle class mother who had her only son’s best interests at heart Mr. Forbes stood no chance.
Two days later Mr. Forbes looked on in horror as the school secretary let him know that there were forty students wanting to transfer and do an academic STEM course. The chairperson of the local school board wanted to congratulate him on his initiative to support STEM subjects by running two classes next year and she had eight CVs from qualified teachers who were interested in teaching motivated students STEM subjects.
Over the summer Jessica did a bit of gardening for Mr. Hall and got a few shifts when the tennis club was especially busy or had a wedding on. September arrived far too quickly. Jessica remembered his face from the tennis club. “I’m Jake, a retired IT worker, who will be acting as your teaching assistant for the next year. Now you’ll need your own laptop for homework and it makes it much easier in the classroom. For those of you that don’t have one at the moment ask your parents for a Windows 10 laptop.” Chloe looked at Jessica with desperation on her face.
At the end of the class Jake asked Chloe and Jessica to stay behind for a moment. “Now you two you look horrified at the idea of having to buy a laptop. Are your parents likely to buy you one? You can get one on line for $1,000.” “I can’t imagine them wanting to spend a thousand on a computer. Dad doesn’t believe in them. I have a few hundred saved from my summer jobs but that is it.” He turned to Chloe who shook her head. “Well for the mysterious girl at the tennis club who I suspect was the catalyst for all this I think something can be done.” He found the Dell refurbished web site and brought up the laptops. “Cat A I think. The others will show a few signs of wear and tear. Have a look and see what you think.” Jessica sorted them by price and choose the cheapest. “I could just about afford two of these one each but I don’t have a credit card and I don’t know what my dad would say if a computer turned up at the house.” Jake wrinkled his nose. “Leave it with me. After a few days on the web site they put them on clearance so it might be cheaper this evening.”
Three days later Jake brought out two boxes at the front of the classroom. “Now today we’re going to set up Windows 10. Malcolm could you unpack one and Chloe the other one?” He took them through the steps first backing up Windows 7 which was on the machines then installing Windows 10. “Just press enter when it asks you for the serial number and it should pick up the Win 7 serial number and convert that to a Windows 10 license.” They let the machine chunter away in the background then he had them make a system image and back up the hard drive. At the end of the class he passed the two machines to Chloe and Jessica. “You may borrow them until the end of the school year.” “But they look new.” “Off lease machines they get leased and traded in every three years. This top of the line pair were probably brought as status symbols and never used. Fast CPU, 16 gigs of RAM and an SSD with a 1920 by 1080 screen cat A.” Jessica looked at him blankly. “If you hadn’t had spoken up when you did at the tennis club then I wouldn’t have had a job albeit part time. This pair are not much more than the cheapest they had. A mere couple of days pay for me so don’t worry I’m not losing out by it so don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Now just you pair get through the course and that’ll more than pay me back.”
“Chloe dear your school report says something about you studying STEMs?” “Flowers and things.” “Oh good flower arrangements, if you get good at that you can find work in a florist.” Chloe let out a deep breath. This course was awful. She was seated behind Malcolm true enough but it was really hard work keeping up. “Jessica you don’t think this course is too hard for us?” “We aren’t giving up. I won’t give Mr. Forbes the satisfaction of saying it was too much for us.” There was a note of steel in her voice. “Anyway it got Malcolm his course and you did say you’d do anything for him.” “Yes but I didn’t realise it would be such hard work and finding somewhere quiet to concentrate to do my homework is difficult. I suppose I do get to see him each day but I’m beginning to think a laptop with one of those fancy graphics thingies for games holds more appeal to him.” “We started this and we’ll finish it.” There was no arguing with Jessica when she used that tone of voice. “Yes Jessica.”
“How are you two getting on?” “It’s a bit of a struggle to be honest.” “Are you using the internet to do your homework? You’ll find it a lot easier.” The chance would be a fine thing. Her dad thought the internet was evil. Chloe’s had said his sport was fine on the TV so they didn’t need it.
Chloe was frustrated she’d been through the code twenty times but she couldn’t spot the bug. She turned to Jessica “Help.” She pleaded. “We need something. If only you could seduce Malcolm then we could work in his bedroom with his internet connection.” “I freeze when he even looks at me. Don’t ask me to seduce him.” “It was just an idea, but...” “You’ve thought of something?” “We need to call in at my place first but yes I’ve had an idea.”
Mr. Hall answered the door and glanced at the two school girls stood on the porch. “Why do I get the feeling it wasn’t a good idea to answer the door?” “Good evening Mr. Hall.” “Selling chocolates?” “No Mr. Hall.” Jessica answered in an offended tone of voice as if she’d do such a thing. “Well then?” “Chloe’s program won’t behave and I thought if you spoke sternly to it, it might behave itself.” She cast her best soulful look at him. “Come in then.” He led them through to the dinning room table and watched as Chloe pulled out her laptop.
Jessica sneaked into the kitchen with her back pack and made coffee as he had taught her and brought two mugs back to the couple who were engrossed in the code. Mr. Hall was explaining how to do something to Chloe. Good, she looked round the kitchen. There was a bag of flour in the cupboard with the instructions on how to make pastry. She’d need some fat, butter that would do. There were the right sort of apples for an apple pie sitting in a basket on the side. Now the insurance bit. She slipped off her white knee length socks and pulled on the precious pair of black stockings. She clipped the belt together and turned it round then hooked up the stockings. Weird, still men were, she thought as she covered herself up with a pretty apron. She peered at the instructions on the flour packet about making pastry.
Put the butter in the bowl then rub in the flour. Were they serious? She looked down at what the apron covered. Her skirt would get covered in flour and her top as well. She’d take them off, no one was going to come in whilst she rubbed in a bit of pastry. She put the apron on to protect her underwear and placed the butter in the microwave to warm it before use. She turned back to the flour bag and was lent forward trying to work out how much flour she needed when Mr. Hall entered the kitchen. “Cooking something?” He asked looking towards the microwave trying hard not to appreciate the sight of Jessica standing there with her bum out wearing black underwear and stockings. Jessica turned and faced him her face scarlet. “We don’t have internet access at home and I thought if I made you an apple pie you might let us do our homework here and use your internet but the flour bag instructions talk about rubbing in the flour to make pastry and I didn’t want to get my school uniform covered in flour.” “School uniform?” His eyebrows raised as he looked at her stocking clad legs. “I was going to give you a glimpse of thigh above the stocking top if all else failed.”
“Put your uniform back on.” He turned his back on her and lifted out a food processor, a mixing bowl, a pastry board and a set of scales. “Decent yet?” “As decent as I’ll ever be.” “Good over here.”
“First turn the oven on to 400f to preheat. Then run the cold water until it’s very cold and run it over your hands. Next lift out a new packet of butter direct from the fridge. For a pie you’ll need six ounces so slice it off the end into the bowl on the scales.” Jessica followed his instructions to the letter. “Cut it into cubes and drop them in the food processor.” “Add in twelve ounces of flour and add the top.” “Press pulse once.” The machine gave a sort of loud buzz. “Measure out 5 ounces of cold water and then start the food processor and pour it in slowly.” Chloe peered through the door attracted by the noise. The flour seem to solidify. “Tip it out and roll it into a ball.” He passed her a rolling pin and had her roll out the flour. Chloe was put to work peeling apples. Soon Jessica was placing the pie in the preheated oven. “Right another coffee I think and it’s time you put your cards on the table.”
Chloe started by saying it was all her fault but she’d been infatuated with Malcolm so when she’d heard he’d signed up for the academic STEM course she thought she’d do the same but she wasn’t going to do it by herself so forged Jessica’s signature as well. “Infatuated?” “He’s not normal at all he doesn’t have a life outside his computer so I’ve given up on him. No boy is worth all this agro.” “So why not flip across to an easier course.” “Because Mr. Forbes patronised us and suggested it and I wasn’t going to be patronised.” “Do your parents know you’re on this course?” “They think STEM means flower arranging.” “Oh dear what a pair. Still Jessica did a good job on my garden. The pair of you had better come here each day to do your homework then. It’s quiet, you’ll have internet access and can act as chaperons for each other. In return you can cook supper occasionally and Jessica, I’m no saint so you’ll be wearing stockings for me.” Jessica hesitated before murmuring “I’ve only the one pair that I got a year ago from my aunt for my birthday. I’m not sure how long they’ll last.”
Mr. Hall fired up the internet and searched for stockings. “Right half a dozen pairs of ten denier stockings in the basket.” “Would you like me to wear them too?” Asked Chloe innocently. “You need a belt to hold them up.” Mentioned Jessica helpfully Chloe took over the computer and searched the site for belts. “They seem to come in matching sets.” Mr. Hall shrugged he had more than enough money on hand “Go ahead choose a couple of sets and Jessica you get the same choice.” Jessica moved next to Chloe and gasped at the price of the stockings. “That’s more than I spend on clothes for the entire year. I’d get shot if mum were to find these in my room. She’d wonder what I’ve been up to. Could we get changed here each day?” Mr. Hall nodded his agreement and gave them a budget figure to shop with. “Could we stretch to a new school skirt for Jessica?” Jessica peered over Chloe’s shoulder. “That’s not a skirt it’s a pleated belt. My bum would be on permanent display.” “But only when we’re here. You could change into it each day.” Jessica pulled a face and soon had a variety of French Maid’s outfits up. “Now this one would should your best points my dear.” She said purringly. “What that’s indecent.” “Best have two then I can have a matching pair of French maids.” Both girls glared at him. “All right two lingerie maid’s outfits and two lingerie school girl’s outfits.” Jessica thought for a moment well there was no way she’d ever be able to afford something like this and it might be fun to wear. “I’ll pick out Chloe’s and she can pick out mine?” “And I get the final say?” Chloe wondered just what they had got into but if it got her through the course she was happy. Jessica stumbled onto a Cosplay costume. The school girl outfits were different and although they showed more leg than she was used to she felt more comfortable with them. She added two school girls outfits and two maids outfits to the cart. Mr. Hall just accepted everything they had picked out.
Chloe murmured “I don’t think this is quite what he intended.” as she surveyed herself in the full length mirror. “It’s what he’s getting though. Keeping them off balance is the key with men. Right remember the words?” Chloe smiled as Jessica twirled and her pleated skirt lifted slightly. They tripped downstairs and broke into song when they arrived
“Two little maids from school are we
Pert as a school-girl well can be
Filled to the brim with girlish glee
Two little maids from school!”
Chloe sung the next bit by herself
“Everything is a source of fun.”
Jessica joined in
“Nobody's safe, for we care for none!”
They both gave a little curtsey at the end.
Mr. Hall closed his eyes and broke into laughter. “Wretches the pair of you.” He took in their Cosplay outfits, “You’ve done something to your hair?” “They’re wigs silly.” Jessica twirled round to show her blonde wig off.
“First things first in the kitchen and you’ll make three sausage meat and onion pies.” “Whatever for?” “Because my young lady you’ll each take one home with you so you can say you’ve had a cookery lesson and been cooking with the other rather than doing complicated homework on the internet.” “You mean lie to them about what we’re doing?” “It’s not lying exactly it’s just not telling the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth.” “Oh you mean treat mums and dads on a need to know basis?” Jessica grinned. “But sausage and onion?” “Your dads will like it.” “And if mum doesn’t have to cook she’ll like it as well. Lift the food processor out.”
By the end of the second week things had settled down into a routine. The girls arrived and got changed into whatever took their fancy then the three of them took turns in cooking supper. Once a week a pie was carried home as evidence of their work. Chloe settled into wearing a mid-thigh skirt with stockings underneath, Jessica, a bum scraper, as she put it with over the knee socks. By the third week she was comfortable enough to wear ten denier black seamed stockings under a mid-thigh pleated skirt. On the fourth week she dressed up in the more indecent Cosplay maid’s outfit. Even Mr. Hall grew silent when he saw just how sheer it was. Jessica instinctively understood though and took advantage “So do we get a monthly undress allowance to spend?” Chloe turned her head from her laptop “Don’t you mean monthly dress allowance?” Then she took in the maid’s outfit. “No I guess you don’t, undress is more the word. Is that the one I picked out? It didn’t seem quite so see through in the photo.” They were given a monthly undress allowance and their wardrobe in the bedrooms grew larger.
Chloe seemed to grasp things a bit quicker than Jessica but even Jessica managed to grasp things when Mr. Hall explained them to her in a slightly different way than the teachers did. Jake gave them a bit of extra attention when he could but the course was hard for everyone. Eventually summer came and the results were out. Chloe was delighted to have gained a slightly higher score than Malcolm. “And you young lady?” “Who me, I’ve got my school certificate which is all that matters. Mum says there’s a good job going at the supermarket stacking shelves. Minimum wage to start with but after five years I might get to be a supervisor at $5 an hour more.” “Chloe what are you thinking of doing?” “I hadn’t really thought but I’ll try to get a job with Jessica.” “Did you pass the course Jessica?” “Well yes they gave me a school certificate without question.”
“Both of you could go onto university and get jobs as software developers.” “No one in my family has ever done that. They’ve all left school as soon as they could. They’re on at me now to get out and earn some money.” “Same here. Mum and dad haven’t the money for it and I’d hate to do it and end up owing all that money for fees and things.”
He brought up a web page with the starting salaries for software developers on it. “They earn a bit more than minimum wage.” “Quite a bit more by the looks of it but you have to be practical and it’s never going to happen.”
“What’s it going to cost?” They sat down and added all the costs up. Living was expensive as were the fees. “I do dad’s taxes so he wouldn’t notice if I claimed the fees on his taxes and subtracted a bit from his refund.” “Oh like mine is he? Not very good at paperwork and forms.” “So we could trim the fees down but they’d want us to either move out or pay some housekeeping.” Both girls turned to face Mr. Hall. “You’ll be lonely when we don’t come and do our homework here each night.” Jessica unclipped her skirt and stood in her stockings swinging her hips at him. “For that kind of money we’d be terribly grateful.” Chloe slipped off her blouse and unclipped her bra before stepping behind him and giving him a neck rub.
“You can afford us.” Jessica lent forward and kissed him on the lips guiding his hand up between her legs. “Just think you’ve been having wet dreams about us for the last year, why not act them out properly.” “Are we prostituting ourselves Jessica?” “Certainly not, we aren’t doing it for money in hand just money in the bank in the future.” “That’s all right then.” She slipped onto his lap. “I’ve been having fantasies about going all the way with you when I see the gleam you get in your eye from time to time.”
“Have you really thought this through?” “Oh yes I think so. I was wondering what to do with all the outfits but this way we’ll get more wear out of them. You are going to pay our fees and feed us for the next four years aren’t you? You get exclusive access for four years and we get a job with all that lovely money at the end.” Jessica slipped off his lap and undid his slacks running her fingers over his hardness before lowering her lips over him. Mr. Hall just closed his eyes and relaxed. It was time to save a little less of his income for the next four years and experience life.
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Have You Really Thought This Through - Karen Blayne