A Rough Start to the Week

Monday had gone like most Mondays did in a mixture of haze and chaos as the students and teachers came back tired from the weekend but also in a surge of getting back into the weekly groove.

Leah got an email that morning from Mr. Principal Howard.

The next day Leah headed to Principal Howard's office and she was curious as to who exactly this "parent" was.

"Ah Miss Williams," Principal Howard stood to greet her and ushered her into the room, ensuring to lock the door ever so subtly. "Come on in. Take a seat."

Mr. Howard wasn't alone, the parent that Mr. Howard had mentioned was there standing near Mr. Howard's desk. He was a man about the same age as Mr. Howard. Neither fat nor thin with a thin beard tinged heavily with gray like his short cut brunette hair. He eyed Leah as she walked in like most men his age eyed Leah--with lust.

"Please take a seat." Mr. Howard said as he moved around his desk and sat down. The stranger didn't move to sit but stood still now leaning slightly against the desk.

"Leah this is...Mr. Thompson" Mr. Howard said awkwardly as if the name was new to him.

"Nice to meet you." Mr. Thompson said stepping towards Leah and extending his hand.

"Nice to meet you." Leah replied asking "I'm so sorry but Mr. Howard didn't mention exactly whose parent you were?" Leah was a bit uncertain about this. She wanted to say she didn't recall a student with his last name but in the 21st century times were changing and many students had parents with various names or who were unwed and life partners or whatever the new trendy term was.

"Ah about that Miss Williams." Mr. Howard grinned as he looked at Leah's curves then at Mr. Thompson then back at Leah. "You see Mr. Thompson isn't actually a parent of a student here. Well not any more, his son graduated a while ago."

"I thought this was a parent teacher meeting?" Leah asked confused.

"I am afraid it isn't." Mr. Howard gave her a look that told Leah she was not going to like his next words. "You see Mr...Thompson and I go back a long time. And there was something we always wanted to do together but never got to."

Leah gave him a look that said "oh god what is this?" as she looked back and forth between both men.

"You see Miss Williams I showed Mr. Thompson here your little video." he paused waiting for a reaction.

"You what!?" Leah said, her eyes darting around the room her mind racing.

"I must admit Miss Williams. I am quite a fan of your performance. Particularly that one scene where you were....what should I say?" He paused briefly giving her a predatory stare before he finished "outnumbered."

"I can show you the scene he is talking about." Mr. Howard pulled out his phone then began to click and slide on the touch screen.

"NO!" Leah blurted out. Mr. Howard looked up at her as his hand paused above the phone "No--no that...isn't necessary." Leah pushed back all the memories that flooded back into her mind. They had been hidden and compartmentalized for so long. She almost began to cry when she thought about the various scenes she had done. They were all supposed to stay on some dusty shelves straight to DVD in Australia...never....never this.

"You see Leah," Mr. Howard leaned forward, his phone still in his hand "we'd like to...recreate one of your scenes. It is quite impressive." He looked at his phone, moved to a particular time stamp on the video, made a look of admiration and then looked at Leah.

He extended his hand and showed Leah exactly what he meant. Leah shuddered in her seat as she saw herself on the smart phone's screen. But she wasn't alone on the still image. There was a man in front of her naked body...and one behind her. She turned away. She didn't want to remember that. That mistake. It was why she was here now, in this predicament.

"Are you serious?" Leah asked weakly.

"Yes Miss Williams I am." Mr. Howard said sternly as he waved the phone around as if to antagonize her. "You have done this sort of thing before. I am sure you can do it again."

"Well?" Mr. Thompson asked incredulously.