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Chapter 20 Principal’s Office
“Mrs. Toliver wants to see you, Charlotte,” said Miss Kenner, Charlotte’s third period Algebra teacher as soon as she arrived.
Charlotte took the hall pass proffered by her teacher and left the classroom. She had been expecting a visit to the Principal’s Office all morning.
You don’t beat the shit out of your school’s star quarterback without some kind of repercussion thought Charlotte as she walked down the long quiet hall. According to the school’s zero tolerance for violence policy, I should be suspended or expelled
From the moment Charlotte stepped off the school bus, she was the object of everyone’s attention. Since it was only the third week of school and the freshman were not well known to the upper classmen, there was more than the usual amount of curiosity about Charlotte Simmons the very tall girl who had fought and defeated the most popular senior boy in school.
The idea of a girl beating up a boy wasn’t unheard of at Maplewood. But when two star jocks went at it and school’s most popular student athlete came up the loser, the students were intrigued. The fact that the winner was the tall skinny b-ball wunderkind made it all the more interesting.
“Is it true?” asked Rory rushing up to Charlotte as she climbed the school steps. He had been standing with a group of group of students discussing the rumors when Charlotte arrived. Moments earlier, he had breathlessly informed the group that he’d had sex with Charlotte at a party that summer and thanks to him she was no virgin when Mitch fucked her. “She wanted my cock so bad she was begging for it. Cunt was down on her knees whining for me to let her suck it,” was Rory’s breathless account.
“Is what true, Rory?” asked Charlotte.
“That you kicked Mitch Conway’s ass after you fucked him in the girl’s locker room?”
“That was part of it,” said Charlotte brushing past Rory. Unfortunately for Charlotte, the school entrance was closed for another five minutes and she was forced to stand and endure the stares of the other students as they waited.
“Everybody saying Mitch screwed Lorraine Allen and you,” said Rory.
“But you both sucked his cock first,” added Simon, a member of the group who had been talking with Rory when Charlotte arrived.
“When do I get my turn, chica?” asked a short chubby boy named Ricardo that sat beside Charlotte in fifth period English.
“Today, Ricardo, come to the Girl’s Locker Room after practice. I’ll beat the living shit out of you and smash your nuts flat as a tortilla. Te voy a hacer mi chucha.” said Charlotte occasioning the group to laugh nervously.
“What did she say, Ricardo?” asked one of the girls standing beside Ricardo.
“She said she’s going to make me her bitch,” said Ricardo looking scared.
At that point, the bell rang and the assistant principal opened the door and everyone flooded inside.
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“Come in, Charlotte, have a seat,” said Mrs. Toliver the moment Charlotte appeared in her door. Maplewood students for the most part were scared shitless of the diminutive gray haired Grace Toliver. Known for her sharp tongue, she projected an aura of authority causing even the most difficult students to quail in fear.
An astute politician, she had unwavering support from the school board and carte blanche to run Maplewood as she saw fit. Charlotte had never spoken directly to the principal although she did recognize her from school assembly. She did not however recognize the attractive blonde woman now sitting beside her facing Mrs. Toliver across her desk. Dressed in an expensive business suit, a mid thigh skirt displayed her long graceful legs.
“Yes, ma’am,” said Charlotte taking a seat. In spite of her situation, Charlotte let her gaze linger for a few extra seconds on the woman. She looks familiar but I’ve never seen her before thought Charlotte.
“Ginger Conway, Mitch’s mother,” said the woman extending her hand.
“Charlotte Simmons, is Mitch all right?” asked Charlotte noting that Mrs. Conway didn’t seem hostile and that was a surprise.
“Sorry, I didn’t introduce you too,” said Mrs. Toliver. ”Ginger was a student of mine at old Salisbury High.”
“He’s fine. The doctor says his ribs will heel in a couple of weeks and he’ll be good as new.
“Charlotte, would you give us your version of what happened yesterday evening?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“We fought,” said Charlotte embarrassed at the prospect of reiterating the details of her sexual encounter in front of Mitch’s mother.
“Why?”
“It’s embarrassing. I don’t want to get Mitch in trouble,” said Charlotte.
“Just tell the truth, Charlotte. Its my job to decide who gets in trouble,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“It was over a condom. He didn’t want to use one,” said Charlotte.
“Did he say why?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“He said that only homosexuals use condoms for anal intercourse. He also said he didn’t care if I got pregnant.”
“Damn it, Grace, that’s the kind of male chauvinist bullshit guidance he gets from Dan. I can just hear Dan telling him that condoms are for queers,” said an animated Ginger.
“I’ve very serious about my education and sports. I promised my mother I’d not have vaginal sex unless the boy was using a condom. I don’t want to get pregnant,” said Charlotte.
“Charlotte, Dan is Mitch’s father. He and I are separated. Mitch lives with me but he goes to his dad’s place on weekends. They spend their time together drinking beer and fucking Latina whores who work the farm for Dan. Just to let you know what a bull shitter Dan is, he gave me gonorrhea twice before I quit fucking him without a condom. You’re a smart girl to use safes.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Conway,” said Charlotte somewhat surprised at the tenor of the conversation.
“Where and when did this take place?” asked Mrs. Toliver starting to make notes on a legal pad.
“Girl’s Locker Room, it must have been close to four. Practice was over.”
“Boys are not supposed to be there not that the girls complain,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“I recall their visits gave me opportunity to show my bits,” said Ginger.
“Girls are even worse these days, Ginger. They can’t wait for the boys to get a look at their pussies. Most start in middle school. Briefly describe what happened, Charlotte,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“When I got back from the shower, Mitch and Lorraine Allen were sitting together arguing. Lorraine’s locker is right beside my locker. I had to ask Mitch to scoot over to get to mine,” said Charlotte mindful of how it had excited her to show her bits to Mitch.
“What were they arguing about?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Mitch was dumping Lorraine,” said Charlotte.
“Why,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“It was a disagreement over sexual practices,” said Charlotte.
“You have such a nice way of putting things, Charlotte. Mitch had been dating the ice queen since June and she hadn’t even given him a hand job. It was put out or we’re history,” said Ginger. “He told me yesterday he was going to give her an ultimatum. I can’t believe he invested that much time in her and hadn’t got any nookie.”
“What were you wearing?” asked Mrs. Toliver making more notes.
“Nothing, I had just come from the shower so I had a towel on but I took it off to get dressed,” said Charlotte.
“And Lorraine and Mitch,” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Lorraine had a towel but it had fallen open. Mitch was dressed at that point,” said Charlotte.
“But he undressed later,” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Yes, when he deflowered Lorraine, he took his clothes off,” said Charlotte.
“Could you believe the little cunt claimed to be a virgin at seventeen? I went to school with Lorraine’s mom, Margo. Margo had a thing for the migrants who worked her daddy’s farm. And I just don’t mean the boys either. She loved to munch Latina rug. There wasn’t a greaser bean picker on the Delmarva that hadn’t boned her,” said Ginger. “Sorry to interrupt. Go ahead, Charlotte.”
“Was there any sexual activity before Mitch took Lorraine’s purported virginity?” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“Some,” said Charlotte.
“Tell me precisely what occurred. Don’t leave anything out,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“When I sat down Mitch started rubbing my sex,” said Charlotte.
“And you let him?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Yes, I know it was wrong but I did not stop him,” said Charlotte.
“Nothing like a man’s hand stroking your snatch to start your motor running, I’ve been there, Charlotte. Once I let a guy play with my pussy, he was on the way to home plate if he knew how to run the bases,” said Ginger.
“Did he manually penetrate you,” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Yes, he put his fingers inside me,” said Charlotte.
“Did you orgasm,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“Yes, I couldn’t help it. He was thumbing my clit while he rubbed my G-spot,” said Charlotte.
“What else,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“Mitch put my hand on Lorraine’s breasts,” said Charlotte.
“That young lady has beautiful breasts. I wouldn’t mind playing with those titties myself,” said Ginger.
“Was there any oral sex?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Yes, Lorraine and I both sucked Mitch’s cock. I had to show Lorraine how. She’d never done it before,” said Charlotte.
“I blame Lorraine for this entire affair. If she had been a normal high school girl with the sexual experience and drive you would expect, none of this would have happened. Poor Charlotte, a freshman, had to show Lorraine, a junior, how to suck dick. What is this world coming to when a junior in high school doesn’t know how to give a proper blowjob?” said Ginger.
“So the two of you gave him a blowjob, what next,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“He penetrated Lorraine. I held her head in my lap,” said Charlotte.
“Anyone else there,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“Yes, most of the girl’s basketball team, Mitch asked them to gather close and watch Lorraine lose her cherry,” said Charlotte.
“Show off, just like his dad,” said Ginger. “Dan took me to Hedonism II in Jamaica and screwed me on a lounger right beside the pool. There must have been two hundred people watching. Camera flashes were going off like crazy.”
“So what happened after he penetrated Lorraine? Did he use a condom with her?” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“No, he didn’t,” said Charlotte.
“Stupid little slut let him bareback her,” said Ginger. “I hope she doesn’t’ expect the Conways to raise her bastard.”
“What happened after he took Lorraine’s virginity,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“He announced I was next,” said Charlotte.
“And what was your reaction,” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“I was ready to do it with him but I said he needed to use a condom,” said Charlotte.
“Were there condom’s available,” asked Mrs. Toliver?
“Yes, Celeste Kenwood had some but she didn’t offer them,” said Charlotte.
“So you were willing to have vaginal sex with Mitch if he wore a condom,” asked Mrs. Toliver.
“Yes, the lack of a condom was the problem,” said Charlotte.
“Christ, Mitch pulled his cock out of Lorraine and offered it to you but he wouldn’t wear a condom. My son may have scored 1380 on his SAT but he can still act like a moron some times. Can you imagine passing up an opportunity to fuck a beautiful girl like Charlotte because you won’t wear a safe. He gets that from Dan. So that’s how the fight started?” said Ginger.
“Yes, he tried to force me. He almost got inside me. I wanted him to but I didn’t want to get pregnant,” said Charlotte.
“You two fought and he lost,” said Mrs. Toliver. “You ended the fight with a blow to his testicles. Who taught you to fight?”
“Yes, I kicked him in the groin. My father taught me. He was an instructor in the army,” said Charlotte.
“She busted him right in the nuts but he’s okay. When I left him this morning, he was in bed with Lorraine. They were watching a video and Lorraine was attempting to improve her oral sex skills,” said Ginger.
“I think we’re done here. I’m going to suspend Lorraine Allen for three days for being a troublemaker. You may return to class, Charlotte,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“So I am not in any trouble,” asked Charlotte.
“Of course not, Charlotte, a girl has every right to refuse unprotected sex. Besides we’re counting on you to bring Maplewood its first state championship,” said Mrs. Toliver.
“Nice meeting you, Charlotte. Take my card. Let’s do lunch soon,” said Ginger handing Charlotte her business card before giving her a hug.
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