Could it get any worse?
Off course
When I walked into the detention room I saw that there were four others, all boys and all freshmen. The teacher who oversaw the detainees this time, Mr. Portland, said, "So-so, it's been a long time since I've had a senior student in detention and then also a woman. What have you been up to?" I uncertainly handed him the detention slip I had been given. "Hmm hmm disrupted class, vice clothes, stood in front of the board for half an hour with.... what does that say? Bare your bottom to class?" "Yes Mr. Portland, I got that as extra punishment. I fell forward when I was reaching for a marker and then my dress swung up."
"Ok, ok, just sit down. You know detention lasts an hour and a half. So have fun. And by the way why aren't you wearing shoes?" "I had slippers on Mr. Portland, but I lost them." "Strange story, but good. Just take a seat in the middle then you can keep an eye on the young men for me and the young men you too.
Now there were boys on all sides of me and the lack of underwear had to make someone notice. I just hoped they would at least keep that quiet.
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