Chapter 6. Friends with Donna
From the uproar in the staff room, Don knew the local morning paper had arrived
and his apology had been printed. Miss Blenkensop and Mr. Savory's voices could
be heard above the rest even before he opened the door. Immediately he appeared
and went to his pigeon hole, there was complete silence and he heard the noise
level rise again when he left with his mail.
"He has insulted us completely with this apology," Vera Blenkensop whined, "It's
not an apology at all, it's an insult," she repeated.
"Well read it out, we haven't seen it since you are hogging the paper," Jack
Sinden shouted. Vera stood and read.
'An Apology to Staff at St. Joseph's College.
I, Dr. Donald Jones do hereby publicly apologise for my behavior at the staff
meeting on Thursday evening. I should not have intervened in the
inter-departmental squabbling by members of the english and mathematics team and
thereby terminating their petty quibbles that were boring the rest of the staff
and wasting their free time.
I apologise to Headmaster Parsons also for taking over the role he should have
fulfilled in keeping the discussion on its proper course without the misleading
side discussions.
I apologise to all the staff who suffered because no one intervened earlier.
(Signed) Dr. D. Jones'
"Looks like you got your public apology Vera, even if it wasn't quite worded the
way you expected and rather more public than you wanted," Jack stated, "Guess we
may be looking for a new head of engineering next term. Pity. Some of us agreed
with what he did but I guess the governors will throw the book at him for
getting it in the paper."
Jack worked in the carpentry shop in the same block as Don and they knew each
other well. Both were practical men and hypothetical discussions on planning
bored them. "You stirred up a hornet's nest there Don," he remarked as he called
in to see his friend.
"I expected as much but I've pretty much had it with the bureaucracy and
paperwork they are creating. Why can't they just leave us to do our jobs which
is teaching students not filling in forms and spending hours trying to decide
how to integrate unlike subjects. Our students need to know maths and english
but it isn't up to engineering and woodwork to teach it, which is what they are
telling us."
"I know that Don. You don't have to convince me but they are after your head, so
tread a little carefully if you want to keep your job," Jack went on.
"Yeah, I know but I'm not sure if I want to continue much longer. If I can get a
market for my robots, then I won't need to stay but keep that under your hat."
The two went about their normal business for the day. During the morning the
headmaster requested Don's presence in his office but the meeting was brief and
very much to the point.
"I have informed the governors of your action Dr. Jones and they will arrange a
meeting with you and your union representative to discus terminating your
employment with us. Good morning,"
*****
Jayne struggled to wash after Don had left. She had decided to return to her old
room and think about what had happened. Walking was painful and she knew even if
she took a taxi to the college, she had quite a walk to her room especially as
she would be carrying two holdalls of stuff. Perhaps if I use the Treadwalk
machine for a bit it might loosen up my muscles. The Treadwalk was a machine Don
had part designed and occasionally used in a effort to keep fit. Jayne set it to
slow and found it did indeed help but even so, walking was still painful and
slow.
By 10.30 she was back at the college and hobling her way along the corridor to
her room. "Hey bitch, you taking the piss out of me?" Donna's voice rang out
followed soon after by her hand smartly striking Jayne's skirt covered arse.
"Aarghh!" Jayne cried and immediately tears flowed from her eyes.
Donna immediately guessed she wasn't faking and looked concerned, "Sorry," she
said, "I thought you had seen me limping along like an old woman and were
mimicking me. Don beat you?" Jayne nodded. "With that old leather tawse?" Again
Jayne nodded. "You are more trusting of him that me. I wouldn't let him touch me
with it. His hand was bad enough. Still I am through with him now. He fucks well
but has a mean streak."
They had reached Jayne's room and Donna followed her in. "Let's see what he did
to you," Donna demanded and when Jayne demurred went on, "Well you forced me to
show you mine." Jayne lifted her skirt and revealed her bare purple arse. "My
God, he really did lay into you. You must have been tied down or something."
"Yes, I was. I thought it was going to be more like our first night. It was only
after I was helpless he showed me the tawse."
"What have you put on it?"
"Some cream he had in the bathroom."
"I've got some in my purse that is pretty good. Pharmacist recommended."
"You asked him for cream for a well whipped bottom?"
"Her. I knew her from several parties and she knew about me so I she prescribed
some with a painkiller ingredient and will soothe the abrasions. Seems to work
if you don't walk about too much. Take your dress off and I'll put some on you."
Although she guessed Donna would do more than just apply cream, the walking had
made her muscles scream and the rubbing of the skirt had inflamed her soreness.
In any case she didn't haven't anything really suitable in her own room and
would have to go out again before she could obtain relief. Reluctantly she
unbuttoned her dress and let it slip to the floor. Apart from socks and shoes
she was now naked. Her tits were tender from being mauled last night and as she
wasn't well endowed in that department, she hadn't worn a bra. As Jayne lay face
down on her bed she noticed Donna twist the deadlock on the door so even the
cleaning staff couldn't get in. "Now we won't be disturbed," Donna said, "Have
you ever made it with a woman before?"
"Please Donna, don't."
"I'm not going to hurt you. You probably did me a favour besides not getting me
kicked out. I quite liked being with Peter although I could have well done
without the old man even if he was a considerate fuck." While she was talking,
Donna removed Jayne's shoes and then started to apply the cream making sure she
rubbed it well into the uninjured crack area and manipulation Jayne's clit
causing her to start becoming aroused.
"Donna, don't"
"Just lie still until I am ready," Donna demanded. Jayne acquiesced. Quickly
Donna stripped and then lay head to tail alongside her new friend.
"Your bottom still looks very sore Donna but not quite a fiery as it did the
other evening," remarked Jayne.
Ignoring the comment Donna slid herself under Jayne's body and lay with her legs
spread either side of Jayne's head. "I am sure you know what to do Jayne, if not
just do to me what I do to you." With that she started to tongue the older girls
cunt and use it to probe the inner folds of her labia. Finally she started to
suck the clitoris. "Do the same to me Jayne or I'll smack your arse until you
do." Suiting action to words, she gave a token smack to the bottom above her
head and heard a yelp from the recipient. Tentatively Jayne started to use her
tongue and as her partner aroused her more so she plied her own tongue more
enthusiastically to the cunt beneath her mouth. Thirty minutes later, both had
climaxed several times and were sweating profusely.
"Let's shower," ordered Donna, "Convenient that you research students get en
suite rooms." Together they showered each soaping and washing the other. Jayne
particularly seemed to spend time on Donna's breasts which were so much larger
than her own. "You'd like a pair this size, wouldn't you Jane?"
"Perhaps or maybe somewhere between mine and yours. Ones that size must be
awkward at times. Still no doubt they are added attractions when it comes to
getting boyfriends."
After drying and creaming each other's bottoms, Donna suggested they get to the
cafeteria early and grab a bite to eat before the crowds came in after morning
classes. "Perhaps although I don't really feel like sitting on those hard seats.
At least Don won't be there or not until later. He did say he was going to look
in on me at his house at lunchtime. Perhaps he will come here after. I really
don't want to face him for a while."
"You'll have to sooner or later, so best to get it over with. Don't let him put
one over you."
Don did turn up soon after they had returned from the cafeteria. Donna let him
in and then left saying, "Remember what I said earlier."
Don again apologised for what he had done and asked her to come back with him,
reiterating he would never do it again. "But can I trust you, Don?" She was
assured she could but in the back of her mind Jayne kept remembering she had
trusted him and he had gone too far. Would he inveigle her into a position where
she was helpless and then take advantage of her. In the end she said, "Don,
despite your assurances it will take some time before I can really trust you
again. We had I thought, a bond beginning to form between us. Now it is broken.
Maybe it can be repaired but it is not something even with your engineering
skills can weld with your blowtorch. In many ways I hope we can gt together
again but first I have to sort out things in my own mind." Jayne paused and then
went on, "Don, I don't want to see you except in the normal course of business,
until Friday after classes end. That will give me a little time to sort things
out in my mind and for the pain to recede. That gives me four days. If at the
end of that time you still want to see me, come and find me and see if I feel
that way too."
"Okay Jayne. I do want you back. I just hope I am still at the college then."
"Why shouldn't you be?"
"Guess you haven't heard the rumpus my apology in the paper caused. I have a
meeting with the board of governors on Friday morning."
