Miss Long goes to the Science Department Metting

Miss Long knew she would have to get to Principal Keith's office at some point. But she could go to the science department meeting first. She had to let them know she was going to be working on a new curriculum. Besides she had to sign that stupid paper saying they met for state standards. She figured she could make the meeting a quick event, then go off to see Mr. Keith.

Miss Long left her room and headed toward Mrs. Mill's room. The halls were quiet as she sauntered enjoying the relative peace of planning period. A few of the classrooms were rowdy but most were well behaved. Miss Long only saw a few stragglers who were habitually late as well as a student or two who had checked in after an appointment or some other excuse. Miss Long reached Mrs. Mill's room and found her fellow science department teachers sitting in various areas of the room.

Mrs. Mills was an older crotchety black woman who would normally have graying hair if it weren't for cheaply bought hair dye kits. She had been there when Miss Long was a student and she had a reputation for being a hard ass with the students.

Mrs. Schmidt was a non-tenured teacher, the newcomer to the department she had one last year before her tenure would start and so she was always trying to do her best. The problem was, she was always trying to outdo everyone. She was around Miss Long's age, and had two kids, on her second marriage and a bit extra weight than she would like to admit. Even still she had a stack of papers she was trying to grade as the meeting progressed.

Mr. Brooks was a middling aged man, with thinning hair and a growing waist. He had been teaching for years and finally settled on this school to slide into a steady gig. His glasses were a style from a decade or two ago.

Next to Mr. Brooks was Mr. Crawford, they were both good friends though Mr. Crawford was significantly younger. Mr. Crawford was in his mid 30s, had a professionally short dirty blonde hair and well kept beard with flakes of early gray. He was notorious for flirting with Miss Long, despite the fact that he was married. Miss Long liked the attention and knew he didn't stand a chance with her. Besides, the ball and chain kept him in line pretty well. He was chatting with Mr. Brooks when Miss Long walked in and took her seat in a student's desk.

"Hey guys," Miss Long said with a smile to her coworkers "I'm not late am I?" She looked up at the clock feigning innocence.

"Late as usual Long." Mr. Crawford said gingerly. Like most teachers, they almost always went by their last names in the company of fellow teachers. Like something out of a military film.

"Don't listen to him." Mr. Brooks interjected "You are on time."

"This meeting should be pretty quick." Mrs. Mills said with a grunt as she handed Miss Long the sign in sheet."Schmidt, will you take the minutes?"

Mrs. Schmidt scowled, but she knew she would have to do her times in the trenches before she could refuse. She pulled out a sheet of paper and jotted something down while trying to grade a stack of terribly written essays.

The meeting began like normal, with a bit of chit chat, gossip, and cursing about the state of education in the modern world along with the state's ridiculous demand on teachers. A few important dates were tossed around for various mandatory training, special events, and other minutiae. After all of this Miss Long finally made an announcement.

"Well everyone," Miss Long spoke up "I think this may be my last meeting with the department."

She was met by a chorus of What? Huh? and What the hell?

"Don't worry," Miss Long said trying to reassure everyone, who no doubt thought she was quitting. "I'm not going anywhere. I just have new classes now. And I don't even know if they fall under 'science' anymore."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Mills inquired.

"I am going to be teaching Sex Education." Miss Long said after a deep breath. The group looked at Miss Long for a moment then a round of laughter exploded.

"You have got to be joking." Mrs. Schmidt said, even taking a moment to stop grading her essays.

"Come on Long, what the hell." Mr. Crawford said with a laugh.

"Yeah--Good one." Mr. Brooks smiled.

"I am not kidding." Miss Long said honestly "I got a message from Mr. Keith and I am teaching Sex Ed. I started this morning. It has been a whirlwind. I honestly don't know what the hell I am doing. It was weird because he sent it through a note by a student."

"What?" Mr. Crawford said in disbelief.

"Well no one told me." Mrs. Mills said "No one ever tells department heads shit."

"You have got to be joking." Mr. Crawford insisted "No way a principal would change up your schedule through a note through a student."

"I'm serious guys." Miss Long said, imploring them to believe her.

"Wait," Mr. Brooks paused before speaking "...Do you have AGS?"

Miss Long began to blush. She didn't want her coworkers to know. She felt shameful about it.

"Yes. Yes I do." She said with a down cast look "I got the official diagnosis yesterday."

"Oh wow." Mr. Brooks said in astonishment.

"AGS?" Mrs. Mills said "What the hell is that?"

"Oh that's that weird syndrome thing," Mrs. Schmidt marked a B in red on an essay then continued "that gullibility thing."

Mr. Crawford and Mr. Brooks were busy whispering as Mrs. Schmidt continued explaining to Mrs. Mills.

"Its like some condition where people will believe anything."

"What? That can't be real." Mrs. Mills refused to believe.

"She is right Mills," Miss Long said "Its called Absolute Gullibility Syndrome."

Mrs. Schmidt looked at her stack of ungraded essays then smiled devilishly.

"Long," Mrs. Schmidt said "you need to make sure you grade these this week. Be sure to drop them off on my desk by Monday." Mrs. Schmidt moved out of her desk and dropped the stack of essays where Miss Long was sitting, and smiled.

"What?" Miss Long asked in confusion.

"You remember right?"

"Remember what?" Miss Long looked puzzled.

"You promised you would grade these papers since I helped you out last week." Mrs. Schmidt looked around the room with a grin.

"Oh ummm yeah...." Miss Long said, not wanting to look bad on breaking that promise she totally made.

"Welp." Mrs. Schmidt said "Y'all have a blessed day." And left the room. Mrs. Mills chuckled before calling out Mr. Brooks and Mr. Crawford.

"What are you two going on about?" she said with a stern tone. The two men had been whispering intently the last few moments.

"Oh nothing." Mr. Crawford lied.

"I am going to go talk to Mr. Keith about all this." Mrs. Mills said angrily. "Who the hell does he think he is." She got up and jangled her keys, an indicator for everyone to vacate.

"Gosh I can't believe I said I would grade all these." Miss Long said as she scooped up the stack of essays and headed out Mrs. Mills door.

"Oh Long," Mr. Brooks called out as they filed out into the hallway. "Principal Keith said he wanted us to work on some cross curriculum stuff in my room."

Mr. Brooks shot a look at Mr. Crawford who stood there awkwardly.

"Yeah," Mr. Crawford said in a timid tone "We ummm were gonna talk about that Sex Ed class of yours. Mr. Keith sent us an email this morning about it."

"Oh," Miss Long said, caught off guard "Well sure I can come by. Like now?"

"Yeah right now." Mr. Brooks insisted.

Miss Long followed her two coworkers to Mr. Brooks' room. Once inside Mr. Brooks was sure to drop the cover on his door's window (which was normally only covered during intruder drills) and stealthily locked the door.

"So what did Mr. Keith say exactly?" Miss Long asked, as she put the large pile of essays on a student desk with a thud.

"First things first" Mr. Brooks asked as nonchalantly as he could "Do you really have AGS?"

Miss Long blushed, blood rushing to her cheeks. She felt so embarrassed. She knew it was a new syndrome, and not everyone was really even aware of it. She didn't want to have a label, it was so much for her to take in.

"I do." She nodded slowly, her eyes downcast "I...I got the doctor's note yesterday. The lab confirmed it."

"That is a shame." Mr. Brooks said shaking his head in halfhearted sympathy. He had heard about this condition. First on fringe internet boards, but he thought it was just shit posting and bad memes. Evidently it was real. He had heard about just how absolutely gullible someone with AGS really was. But now was his chance to find out.

"Well, Miss Long" he said crossing his arms "Crawford and I wanted to work on a lesson with you. Principal Keith said it was alright if we worked with you on it. Since you are teaching...uh...Sex Ed." His last words came out weakly. He wasn't sure this would all work.

"I suppose, the department meeting didn't take forever--looks like we have about half an hour left. What lesson is it?"

"Its a sex education lesson where...umm...the....a woman..uh" He was struggling to word things right and fumbled for a minute, but then corrected "its a hands on sex education activity that involves a woman--you and two men. Me and Crawford. You ...need to get naked first though. That's part of the lesson." Mr. Brooks took in a deep breath, he just put everything on the line. If Miss Long didn't have AGS he might could tell on him and report sexual harassment. His failing marriage could fall completely apart, child support and working as a doorman at Walmart all flashed before his eyes.

Miss Long stood there for a moment thinking. She looked around the room.

"Well...okay but I thought you guys were still teaching science. I didn't think you all would be teaching Sex Ed?" she said questioningly.

"Mr. Keith said we should work on...ummm cross curriculum teaching." Mr. Crawford put in.

"Yeah yeah." Mr. Brooks concurred "You know all these new Professional Development things we have worked on. They want us to try that."

"Soooo what is the lesson again?" Miss Long squinted her eyes. Not really sure if they were supposed to be working on Sex Ed.

"First you need to get naked." He laughed slightly as if mimicking a joke, he was still worried she wouldn't follow through or didn't have AGS. In the back of his mind was his name--smeared all over the news as a sexual **** perv.

"Oh," Miss Long said "Okay."

Mr. Brooks and Mr. Crawford's eyes opened wide at Miss Long's response, as well as her immediate actions. To their amazement she began to unbutton her blouse. Their eyes fixated on her. They always used to mention about how good looking she was to eachother and Miss Long would catch them staring. But they were only men. Everyone stared at Miss Long.

"So what is the lesson again?" Miss Long asked. Her blouse unbuttoned and now laying on a desk. Mr. Brooks moved toward her.

"Once you...are...uh," His voice quivered slightly "Well we are going to have sex with you."

"That's the lesson?" Miss Long smirked with a jeer."How is that a lesson? Are you sure that is approved?" She questioned them with a stare as she undid her bra.

"Oh yes." Mr. Crawford said quickly "Approved by all the admin." He nodded his head for assurance.

"Look Miss Long," Mr. Brooks said "Boys now a days are becoming sexually active earlier than ever. Thank the internet."

"Are you sure we will have time?" Miss Long said, glancing up at the classroom clock as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground. "That meeting took half the period. Should we postpone?"

"Since we are on a time crunch we will have to go at the same time." Mr. Brooks grinned as he saw Miss Long standing in her black bra and panties. Miss Long's eyebrows raised.

"What?" she asked innocently "Uh what do you mean? At the same time?"

"Its actually a multi-part lesson Miss Long," Mr. Brooks said, now starting to completely bullshit using education jargon "You will actually have to preform oral sex on Mr. Crawford and I will fuc...have sex with you from behind." He felt awkward using "fuck" even if she was gullible as hell. The more believable maybe it would be faster to get her undressed.

"Uuuuh yeah." Mr. Crawford pipped in "You know--different students will have different ah...needs and so you may have to um tackle more than one thing at a time."