9. Silva

Sitting in the waiting room is a woman apparently named Silva. Her long, black hair is held up in a tight ponytail with nary a strand out of place. She looks at you with piercing black eyes set in a tanned face. She has a modestly sized chest but her best feature is a nearly perfect ass that you get to admire all the more as she stands. You also notice she’s wearing a school uniform. Glancing down at her file, you see she’s recently turned eighteen. She’s apparently coming to you because the school counselor could no longer handle her.

“Silva, come on in.”

You hold the door open for her as she enters. As you do, you make eye contact with your assistant. Lara gives you a look that says ‘I’ll be listening.’

Silva gets settled on the couch as you get settled in your armchair. You cross your legs, hiding the burgeoning erection that Lara had given you.

“So, Silva, what brings you into my office?”

“Look, I’m just here so I don’t get expelled. We can just like… sit in silence and then I’ll leave at the end of the hour.”

“I see.” You raise your eyebrows and open her folder. If you could, you’d raise them even higher at what you read. Apparently she was caught blowing an adult man on school grounds. He’d been on break from his job at the McDonalds near the fields and they’d been found out by the cheerleading coach. She’d apparently offered to fuck Mr. Page to keep it quiet and so she’d ended up in your office for counseling. You look back up at her. You can’t imagine how Mr. Page had said no.

“Well, Silva, you’re quite an interesting case.”

“Am I?”

“Yes. For girls like you I have a very special therapy I like to recommend.”

“What do you mean girls like me?”

“I mean sluts.”

She looks taken aback. She hadn’t expected such bluntness. “Sluts?”

“Yes. Sluts. Who else gets caught blowing a stranger on their school’s fields? You’re a stupid slut at that, getting caught as you did.”

“Hey you can’t speak to me that way.”

“Oh can’t I? If you’re going to behave like a stupid slut, people are going to call you a stupid slut, Silva.”

“I’m not a stupid slut!”

“Sure. And if I told you to get on your knees in front of me and take out my cock you wouldn’t do it.”