"What's So Funny Girls ?"

Carol looked up from her desk, distracted by the loud shrieks of girlish laughter emanating from the corridor outside. "Shush girls" she said. "What's so funny ?" It was her daughter Lynne who replied. "Oh nothing mum. Just something on Shahida's phone." Lynne trotted quickly back as the other girls made their way to class. "Show you tonight" she whispered to her mum. Carol had been a teen herself when she had Lynne and so the age gap was not so great. And since she had got rid of her useless ex, it sometimes seemed that the pair were more like sisters than mother and daughter.

Rob sat at home that evening trying to take his mind off of the events of earlier in the day by watching a box set. One of the more disconcerting things had been that, as he replayed the excruciatingly embarrassing events in his mind, he had found himself getting hard ! He wasn't getting turned on by being exposed in public like that was he ? As he pondered these things, the doorbell rang. He wasn't expecting anyone and was surprised to see who his visitor was.

"Carol ? What are you doing here ? How did you know my address ?" Rob stammered. He knew that Carol was the one person at school who for some reason had taken against him and treated him with utter disdain. "Well, doh ! I'm the school secretary dummy. Schools have records. Records have addresses" she responded patronisingly. "Aren't you going to ask me in ?" Rob felt awkward. "Er, yes, of course. What can I do for you ?" he asked as Carol seated herself on his couch. "Oh, you can do a lot" Carol replied. "I'm here to save your ass. But at a price of course."

Rob's puzzled expression soon changed to one of shamed embarrassment as she showed him her phone, playing the footage that Shahida had shot that afternoon on the tennis courts !