Plotting and A Small Daydream

Plotting and A Small Daydream

A lone car sat parked in a secluded spot off the road towards Silver Lake. If the car’s shaking wasn’t clue enough, then the grunts and moans coming from within would certainly clue anyone into what was going on inside. Harry Cullen sat in the backseat with a scowl on his face, Naomi sat in the front passenger seat, messing around on her phone. The young woman riding Harry like a bucking bronco was Amber Evans, a cheerleader under Naomi’s wing. Naomi had tricked Amber into her friend circle shortly after she arrived in an attempt to gain more allies in her feud with Heather. Harry had soon, used his charm to seduce Amber into being his fuck buddy. Though Amber likely thought it was more than that. After the confrontation at Alfred’s Harry had needed an outlet so they had gone to pick up Amber and come out to this secluded place so he could release his consternation.

Naomi casually looked over her shoulder, “Heather made us both look like fools. I hope you have a plan to get back at her.” Harry growled as he thrust up hard into Amber, nearly causing her to hit her head on the car’s roof, “I am thinking dammit!” Amber just continued to ride Harry, though the look on her face betrayed the uncomfortable feeling she had, she was mostly acting mechanically and on instinct. Naomi sighed as she went back to her phone, “Your plan to get Brandon to take care of Zack fell flat. I am still not positive what your goal was with that, what if Brandon had seriously hurt Zack?”

Harry snarled, “So what if he had?” Amber stopped at that and Naomi turned around so quickly she got a pain in her neck. Naomi just stared at Harry, “I know you don’t like Zack, but that is a little much. Whether you like him or not he is still your family not to mention if Brandon seriously hurt Zack I guarantee you he would spill who told him that BS story. Even if you couldn’t get in legal trouble, your reputation would be shot.” Harry continued to thrust violently into Amber, who had still not gotten over the shock of what Harry had said. Amber’s body eventually began to instinctively ride Harry’s cock again, her medium sized breasts bouncing, her blonde hair plastered to her head from the sweat. Harry smacked Amber’s ass as he spoke, “Brandon may be an orc, but he isn’t that stupid…” Naomi laughed, cutting Harry off, “I think you underestimate what people can and will do when they are pissed off, let alone how much intelligent thinking they do. It was a huge risk and you know it, why would you even take the risk of Brandon hurting Zack?”

Harry let out an exasperated sigh, “Why do you care? He is a pathetic piece of trash.” Naomi shook her head with a sigh, “I am worried about what would happen if it came back to you.” Harry looked at Naomi disbelievingly, “I don’t believe you.” Naomi waved her hand dismissively, “Believe what you want.” She would never let it be known to Harry that she actually found Zack kind of cute. Definitely not someone she would ever actually date, but Zack seemed like he would be a good first time to hopefully break her slight fear of actually having sex. She went back to typing on her phone, “Regardless it doesn’t explain why you would want Zack hurt in any capacity, surely you can’t hate him that much.” Harry huffed, “Fine, you are right. I had hoped he would make a scene during lunch, embarrassing them all at the same time. My plan almost backfired and now I need to come up with something else.” Harry grunted as his orgasm crested and he shot his load into Amber. Harry had made sure Amber got on birth control right after he had made her his fuck buddy as he hated using condoms.

Amber had cum without realizing it until the post orgasm fatigue hit her and she collapsed onto the back seat next to Harry. Naomi tossed Amber a towel, “Clean yourself up.” Amber nodded as she sluggishly began to do as she was told and Harry buttoned his pants back up. “We will need to bide our time and gather some information, something we can use against Heather.” Naomi frowned, “You are backing off of Zack?” Harry laughed cruelly, “Of course not, but as much as I hate to admit it Zack is difficult to get to. He is well liked around school and is too much of a goody-goody to have any skeletons in his closet. So I am just shifting focus, Heather should be easier to get to. See if you can dig up anything from the other cheerleaders, surely the Princess has something she wouldn’t want getting out.” Naomi sighed but nodded, “Fine, but it will take time. Heather is well liked among the cheerleaders so it won’t be easy to get any of them to say anything bad against her.” Harry nodded, “Fine, just make sure we have something before the end of the year. I want to send her off with her confidence in tatters.” Harry climbed into the driver’s seat and started his car and made the drive back to Azure Rocks.

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Zack sat with his chin in his palm as he only half listened to Mr. Ward drone on about how certain chemicals did not mix well and if they were mixed could be dangerous. It was the same lecture he gave every year before he had the class start actually handling chemicals. Zack never understood why he gave the same lecture to students he had had for multiple years. If Zack was being honest he had been rather lackadaisical all day and it wasn’t because it was a Monday. He was excited to get to Miss Moreau’s class so they could discuss when to do her interview. Zack smiled as he drifted into a daydream, as much as he had a crush on Vicky, Mary Moreau was definitely Zack’s forbidden crush.

He imagined them sitting close together talking when Miss Moreau placed her hand on Zack’s thigh, a radiant smile on her face, “You know Zachary even though I know I am not supposed to, you are definitely my favorite student.” Zack blushed as she began to rub his thigh, “M-Miss Moreau…” Mary placed a finger to his lips, “Shhh, call me Mary. You are attentive, smart and definitely handsome. I can’t believe a girl hasn’t scooped you up yet.” She smirked and it was so reminiscent of Heather that Zack had to blink a few times to make sure he hadn’t been seeing things. Mary leaned forward their faces inches from each other, “Or maybe you are more into older women hmmm?”

Zack blushed at her closeness, “M-Miss…I-I mean Mary, what are you doing.” She leaned closer, their lips mere inches apart, “I am doing what I have wanted to do ever since you stepped foot in my classroom Bishop.” Zack looked confused for a moment, “What did you call me?” Her face became stern as she repeated, “Bishop! Bishop! BISHOP!!!!” Zack was startled from his daydream and looked up to see Mr. Ward towering over him, he looked over at Madison he mouthed, “I tried to wake you.” Zack looked up bashfully at Mr. Ward who looked on the verge of an explosion, “S-Sorry Mr. Ward, I haven’t been feeling like myself today.” The least liked teacher in school harrumphed, “I will give you a break this once Bishop since you never give any of the staff any trouble, just don’t let it happen again understood?!” Zack nodded, “I-It won’t happen again Mr. Ward.”

As Mr. Ward returned to his lecture, Zack could hear the snickers and he placed his face in his palms and let out a quiet groan of embarrassment. He looked over and smiled at Madison who was gently and comfortingly rubbing his back and mouthed, “Thanks,” before returning his now undivided attention to Mr. Ward.