The Ditz and the Dick

After you put your clothes back on Principal Foster recommended that you get back to class and expect a text during next period.

You spaced out during the last few minutes of first period history. Once the class bell rang you made a beeline towards the Biology building. This class was usually your favorite part of the day. It was the only subject you were actually interested in. Unfortunately, the anxiety Principal Foster and her "scenarios" was causing you was taking the fun out of everything.

It wasn't 5 minutes into class before you got the text: "Miranda; Blowjob, make it quick." You immediately got upset.

Miranda was actually a pretty cool chick. She was always nice towards you and everyone else in school. You weren't friends necessarily; she had a very "ditzy" personality that made it hard to have sustained conversations with her. What was insane was that, despite her apparent lack of intelligence, she was actually valedictorian of the school (at this point). Classmates joked that she acted so aloof at school because she saved every bit of mental energy for her homework and tests.

While you were fine using her to help you cum, you would let her be subject to whatever plans Principal Foster had for her. Besides, what could she have against Miranda? Cindy was understandable, she was the class bitch. She made everyone's life harder. Miranda though was nice, kind, and intelligent. Just as you made up your mind that you would have no part of this, you heard a PA announcement: "John Doe to the Principal's Office".

As you marched down the school hallway and pushed open her office door, you saw Principal Foster in the midst of a phone conversation. You could only make out her portion: "Yes Mr. Alter..........Yes I'm sure it's a great paper......of course if it's less than an A someone else will review....Yes sir I understand what your capable of. Why don't we discuss this after the grade comes in? The paper could get an A right off the bat and none of this would be necessary. Yes sir, thank you."

Principal Foster looks at you. "Fucking Arthur Alter" is all she says before she directs you to the couch. "Where is Miranda?" she asks. You remind her that your PA announcement only asked for you. "Damn it" she says before making a follow-up announcement for Miranda Alter needed to join you both in the principal's office.

You were still angry that you were going to be **** to use Miranda. At the same time, you could tell that this phone call that just concluded must've had something to do with it. You test the waters with a quick, "so, tough call huh?" Principal Foster practically falls to pieces at your response.

"Every fucking day with this guy. Miranda's father does all of her homework for her. Then he'll call and complain if the assignment doesn't receive an A. It's horseshit. If he wasn't such a player in the governor's office I'd tell him to fuck off. Instead, I have to deal with him being an asshole every day. I have to teach with the knowledge that our fucking valedictorian who can't add up two and two."

Right after that sentence ended Miranda walked into the room. Principal Foster shot you a look indicating that she wanted you to start your part of the show. "Miranda, I need to you use to cum. Can you give me a blow job?" you asked having dropped your objections after hearing Principal Foster's response. Miranda smiled, "of course John! Clothes on, clothes, off, which would you prefer?"

You nodded that you wanted her clothes off. Principal Foster continues to give you a stare like you're forgetting something. "Oh, and Principal Foster will be helping us out." You disrobe in the principal's office for the second time that day then take a seat on the couch.