Date: Mon, 25 Jun 2018 09:09:48 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: After the Experiment: Beginning the Junior Year # 65 After the Experiment: Beginning the Junior Year # 65 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. Please note that the author's mistake causes this to be out of sequence. It really should be #62. Beginning the Junior Year by Larry Marian Mason carefully parked his parents' SUV in the Jones Lab School parking lot. "Well, you got us all here and nobody's dead," Paige said with a short laugh. "Seriously, Mason, you're driving real well. And I can't wait to get my license in three months." "Thanks, Paige. " He turned to the back seat, "Okay kids, we're getting you out of your seats." Soon Jenna Michelle and Oscar Paul were free of their straps and walked ahead of the two teens towards the school's main door. They proudly led the way to the office to wait for their parents to open it. "Hi," Paige said as they entered. "Okay, kids, go sit on the bench and wait for us. Play cards quietly. Don't disturb Ms. Williams." She turned to the secretary and said, "Good morning. We had a message from Ms. Anderson to come see her." "Yes. She said to go right in. There's nobody with her now. I'll watch JM and Surprise." "Thanks, Ms, Williams," Mason said. The two went to the principal's office door and as Paige was about to knock, Ms. Williams answered it, "You two are prompt. Thank you. And please, leave your clothes on. This is going to be short. I'll just close my eyes and pretend you are both nude." "Sure, Ms, Anderson. But we'll undress if seeing us in clothes upsets you," Mason said. Ms. Anderson smiled and ushered them in and closed the door behind. After the three were seated, Ms, Anderson said," So how was the trip to Cameroon this summer? Anything really exciting? "Good. Well, Francois is engaged to the college student he met. They're trying to decide when to have the wedding. It would probably be best after they are graduated, And Simone and Monique, too. So may we ask why we are here?" Paige said. "Sure. Seems that you two are very popular with dorm parents. You know we'd plan to promote you to counselors for 9/10 since you will be juniors next year and we like juniors or seniors to be counselors for 9/10. However, every parent, and I mean every parent of last year's seventh grade dormies wants you two to be their kid - or kids, in the case of the Jackson twins - eighth grade counselor. "So, we're asking you to stay on as 7/8 counselors. The assistant principals, guidance, and the deans all agreed to ask Jenna and Sam to take over 9/10 and leave you two where you seem to belong, if you agree. The two looked at each other. "Sure, Ms. Anderson. We'd love that. Mom says we do a good job because we're still at the 7/8 level," Mason said. "Now, let me look into the future. Don't agree or disagree with this right now. This will be a big decision on your part. But would you agree to stay with 7/8 until graduation?" "Yes, ma'am. That would be fine," they both said at once, "Now, I have to be honest. I've received e-mails from admissions from several colleges asking about both of you, but, of course, especially Paige. You may have heard of some of them: Harvard, Cornell, UNC, W&M, Duke, among others. They seem mighty interested in seeing your application. They speak of scholarships. That said, we are prepared to pay half of your tuition to the university here. I've already talked to the dean of admissions to insure you can take a full load and supervise 7/8 for while you are in undergrad. How does that sound?" Again the two looked at each other. Mason put his arm over Paige's shoulders. "That sounds very interesting, Ms. Anderson. If nothing else, we won't have to worry about the twins while we're in undergrad. By the time Paige and I are graduated, they'll be ten. They can stay with parents until they can become dormies here. What do you think, Paige?" "I don't have to go to Harvard. I love those 7/8s! But you're right, Ms. Anderson, let us think about it a bit. And I bet we have two restless kids on the bench." Ms. Anderson got up from around her desk and walked them to the door. A friendly good bye and they were at the counter to see MP with her top and sandals off and Surprise with his shirt, pants, and sandals off. "What are you two doing?" Paige asked. Surprise held up two playing cards. "Playing strip poker, Mommy," he said. Paige and Mason looked at each other and laughed. "Put your clothes back on, kids. We're off to Gramma's house." The two began to get dressed again. Ms. Williams walked over. "They were quiet and all I could see was their heads. Strip poker when they're nude maybe 809% of the time!" She laughed, too, * * * * * * * * * * * * Two weeks later Mason, Paige, and the twins stood close to the TSA barrier waiting the arrival of Francois, Cindy, Desiree, Georges, Simone, Monique, and FM. Behind them stood Mom and Dad Adams to help with the transport to the hotel. JM insisted that she sit on Mason's shoulders so she could see better. "I seen him, Daddy. FM. I see him. Who that white lady look like Mommy?" she cried. "That's Aunt Cindy. She will be FM's mommy. She and Francois will get married." JM's face dropped. "FM not in school with me and Supise?" "We told you that honey several times. FM's going to California with his daddy and wife to be. But you'll see him some times." "Me, too Mommy. FM is my friend same as JM's." "But FM is my BOYFRIEND!" "OH, Lord," Mason said quietly. The group cleared the TSA area. FM had been walking along with Francois, who gently held his hand. FM had to see JM as he yelled, broke free from his father, and started running directly towards Mason and JM. "Let me down, Daddy!! Let me down!!" as JM beat on Mason's head. "Please, Jenna Michelle," Mason managed to say. "Please let me down, Daddy," she said while she continued to beat the head until Mason swung her down to her feet just as Francois arrived. The two hugged and then, suddenly, begin to act very shy and talk in whispers to each other. "Oh, boy," Francois said as he walked up and gave Paige a light kiss and Mason a manly hug. They responded the same way as all three looked at FM and JM looking at each other. Then Francois turned to Mom and Dad Adams. "Thanks for coming for us," he said and held out his hand to Dad Adams who shook it and then turned to Mom Adams, who hugged him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks so much for everything....Gramma." She smiled at him. "You are welcome. We have a fine son," she said softly. "I'm going to miss him, but he'll be back, I know. " She looked at FM and JM. "Looks like we have a budding romance." She smiled. "Now let me meet Cindy." "Okay, everybody. We have a a bbq back home to go to," Dad Adams called. That got everybody started towards the luggage carousels and their bags, which included a car seat for FM. However, to avoid a fuss and a possible dual temper tantrum, FM and JM sat in car seats in the older Adams SUV with Paige, Mason, Simone, and Monique while Surprise sat in the new one with his grandparents, Francois, Cindy, Monique and Desiree. Waiting for them when they got home were Marsha and her new boy friend, Phillip and Phillip's friend Eddie. The bbq went fine. During it Francois called a car rental for an SUV while he and the those going on to California were at Jones. They brought it out to him and he drove the driver back to the dealership, with Cindy riding with him. When it was over those going to the hotel, including Paige, Mason, and the twins, drove over to get settled down for the next few days. Since Francois had the owner's suite, they all met in the living room after JM, Surprise, and FM got put to bed in their own room, with Surprise and FM in one bed and JM in the other. Of course the preferred stuffed animal, including Surprise's now shabby rat, came to bed with each. Then the conference began with Francois, Cindy, Paige, Mason, Simone, and Monique. "So. Sleeping arrangements, no?" Francois began. Paige, if it pleases you, Simone and Monique have said they will yield to you. Mason has told me that he and Simone would like to share a bed. Paige, would you honor me?" She laughed. "Damn straight," to quote Jenna. To emphasis her comment, she pulled her top off. "That leaves Monique and Cindy for tonight." "We have already talked, knowing what the plans would be. We will take the open bedroom," Monique said. It almost looked like Marsha's friend Eddie and I might have some time, but before that happened, Cindy and I spoke, So we have arrangements, " "Well, " Francois said. "Then good. Paige?" "I'm sure this will work out fine. We're close to the kids in case of anything," she responded. "Everybody okay?" With that Francois kissed Cindy, Simone, and Monique in that order while Mason kissed Simone and took her by the hand. They slipped off into the bedroom designed for Mason and Paige. Cindy and Monique joined hands and went towards the concubine's quarters while Francois and Paige headed towards his bedroom. Once there the two undressed, almost like an old married couple instead of a teenage girl and a 20s guy. Unlike an old married couple they got into bed nude with lights low. They kissed, and then Paige looked at Francois and said, "Okay. There seems to be some tension among my sisters. Is it the marriage?" "Maybe. But mostly it's Cindy getting adjusted to our life style, After all, Cindy is the oldest, yet you and Simone are the youngest in age but oldest in seniority. I have to admit, she's not coping real well. The others defer to her when they should perhaps stand up to her. She does show off her ring at every opportunity. " "So, why not propose to Simone and Monique? I'll bet you anything that they'd jump at the chance to be your wife and not your concubine." She grinned, "And you'll still have me," "Well, Paige, use that genius brain of yours. They are my my minor wards. Uh, Monique not so much longer minor, but still in high school. They both managed to test into their senior year." "Well, good for them. Mason and I are just plodding along. Kids, you know." "Yeah, yours and then the 7/8s. In any event, with me being on record as being their guardian, I can't then go and get a marriage license. Especially for two brides, one a minor," "There is that." She kissed him. "So you really need to return to Cameroon for the wedding." "Yes. And I've agreed with Cindy's parents that she will be first wife. So, a bit of tension. Maybe we could release that tension for a bit, my first love?" Paige snuggled up to him. "So, am I really your first love?" He kissed her as his hand went to her breast. "Yes. You were and are." For the next fifteen minutes they didn't say much to each other. Other parts, not their vocal cords, displayed their feelings. * * * * * * * * * * Monique and Cindy lay nude in bed together. They rested after a heavy session of mutual masturbation, each bringing the other to at least one climax. "That was great," Cindy breathed. "It was," Monique responded. "I hope we can have more pleasure this evening, Cindy." "Me, too." "But Cindy, remember, we are sisters here. I know you and Francois are engaged, but you are still number four. You need to remember that and treat your sisters as sisters." "Don't I?" "Well, the three of us continue to California in four days. Simone and I both surrendered our time with Francois to Paige. Now I know where Simone will be. But you did not. You will have Francois from now to December, if not longer. Paige has four days. We work best when we help each other. Do you see?" "Yeah. But I'm the kid and all three of you are younger." "Yes. But all three of us are more experienced. When Paige went through her ceremony, the attendants were supposed to be PaPa's concubines, dressed formally. They refused. They did it, but not dressed as they should have been. I have to say that later MaMa tore into them and they are now friends with Paige. "You got the whole formal correct procedure, but without a cold iron wash tub!" Cindy smiled. "I think I understand that. Thanks. This is confusing. I'm engaged to Francois and yet I'm his number four concubine." "Yeah. But he's also working to rid us of concubinage. Not polygamy, but having all of us - well, except Paige -be wives with what that means," "Why not Paige?" "Uh, I can't say more. She has a bright future." Monique kissed Cindy. "Shall we go to sleep or..." Cindy reached out, "....or..." and kissed Monique, slipping her tongue into the other girl's mouth. Monique responded by cupping Cindy's small breast while Cindy's free hand went down Monique's front to the black girl's bushy pussy. Monique broke the kiss. "Hand is good but tongue is better." "I know. Soon." They went back to kissing and feeling until Cindy broke the kiss and began to move down Monique's body, breasts, nipples, belly, belly button, mons, down to the vertical lips which she parted gently with her fingers and then began to tongue the slit. She raised her head. "You are wet already, Monique." "You do this so good." "I enjoy it," Cindy said and went back to tonguing Monique's crack until the younger girl began to buck and moan. "I cum. I cum. Je cum! Je cum!!" Gradually she calmed down and Cindy raised her head again. "I think you enjoyed this." Yes, Tre bon!" Cindy moved up to lie beside Monique and they kissed again deeply. "I taste my own cum," she whispered. "I taste yours and it tastes great." They hugged. "Now let me love you, my sweet sister," Monique whispered. "Please." It took Monique but a few short minutes until Cindy thrashed and moaned on the bed. They lay together then to rest, but fell asleep in each other's arms, their breasts interlocked. * * * * * * * * * Simone raised her head from Mason's crotch, gave his cock head a last lick, swallowed the last of his cum and scooted up to kiss him. "That was wonderful, Simone," Mason breathed. "You are fantastic!" "But not as good as Paige," she replied. "Everybody says Paige is the best." "I'm not going to compare. There are wonderful things that you do that Paige doesn't. You are super. Period." He stretched out his arms to her. "Come kiss me, Simone," and she slithered up and did. "So will this continue if you and Francois get married?" "Do you think Paige is going to stop sleeping with Francois when he and Cindy marry?" "I doubt it. In fact, I have a hunch she is going to go to bed with him his wedding morning." "I wouldn't doubt it. Tell you what, if you do get married to Francois, I promise to go to bed with you no more than 24 hours before your wedding." "That would be a great wedding present. And yes, as long as you and I are able, I want to continue to make love with you, Mason. You know, you and Francois are the only two men I've made love with. I hope it stays that way." "How would you like to make love now, my dear Francois? " "Any way that puts you deep inside me, my dear Mason." "Then I think it's time for you to get on your hands and knees." She smiled at him and did so. His hand gently traced the lips of her pussy. "You are already wet." "I know. Enter me, Mason. Enter me." Gently he did. Soon she moaned as he loved her. * * * * * * * * * * * The next morning Paige came out of the bedroom wearing slippers to answer the knock on the living room door. She opened it, peering through the wide crack to see Mason and Simone wearing bathrobes and holding hands. She opened it wide for them and as they walked in they took off the robes. Paige kissed first Mason and then Simone. Another knock and she answered to Cindy and Monique, also wearing hotel robes. They, too, got a kiss from Paige, as they discarded the robes. She turned to Mason. "Mason, I worry that if any of we girls go to wake Francois, there will be a delay. Please go get him up. Perhaps you can do it safely." He smiled. "So maybe we would like to delay, too. There are four girls here. That's even." They looked at each other. "Well so there are," Monique said. "How convenient, isn't it Cindy." "So it is, isn't it, Paige," Simone said. Monique put here arm around Cindy's waist as Paige put hers around Simone's." "Take your time, Mason." Mason smiled, "Thanks. I think we will. * * * * * * * * * A week later Paige and Mason sat with their new to Jones 7/8s. There were ten of them, six girls, two in 8 and four in 7; and four boys, three in 7 and one in eight. They sat in ten of the folding chairs brought into the 7/8 common room for the first meeting. "Okay," Paige said. "I'm Paige Jefferson and this is Mason Adams. Sitting over there with what look like safety patrol belts are Jenna Michelle and Oscar Paul Jefferson. They are better known as JM and Surprise. They are four and are in pre-kindergarten at Jones. Notice on their shoulder strap they have the word "Page." That means they run errands, to include for 7/8s when they are not in school themselves. " The two waved at the new 7/8s. Okay, Mason, your turn." "Okay. You can plainly see that Paige and I are standing before you wearing sandals. Well, Paige has a rather ornate necklace that she wears from time to time when she wants to harass me. You also notice that JM and Surprise are wearing nothing but their page belt. Oh, you will see one other page running around, She's Sammie and the daughter of the new 9/10 dorm counselors. "So. Please stand up. Thank you. Now, remove all your clothing. If you want to turn around while you strip, please do so. If you want to just stand where you are and strip, please do that. You noticed the white bag at your side, That's your clothes bag you carry any time you have to be dressed at one point and undressed at another. So. No rush, but let's get on with it. We've got a couple of things to cover when the experienced 7/8s come in." The two watched at the ten newbies slowly undressed, most of them with their backs turned. Finally all they wore were their sandals or flops or tennis shoes and their clothes were stuffed in the clothes bag. "Okay, please turn around and then you may sit. We're going to make this short and sweet. Paige?" Mason noticed that two boys were flaccid while the other two were, not unsurprising hard. He thought it a bit strange that one of the flaccid ones was an eighth grader, but then, with more and more suits optional public swimming pools, he might be used to nude girls his age. Of the girls, three were still essentially flat chested and one had no more than a small mound and developing nipples. Of the ten, four girls had some pubic hair and two boys. "You will have an experienced room mate. While all seventh graders are new to the dorm system, all of them except you guys have had at least one year at Jones. Most of you will have a roomie of the same year. So. Item one. We are all nude for a reason. We are honest with each other. I can't hide the fact that nature gave me small boobs. I'll tell you right now that there are six or seven eighth graders and one or two seventh graders with bigger breasts than I have. Same with boys. Penis size is a big deal with guys. Well, you can't lie about it. It's there. "Okay, the two embarrassing things. One seems to lessen as suit optional public and private pools become more and more common. But some boys are going to have an almost constant erection for several days. Most gain control in about three days. No problem from then on. But girls, if you see boy with an erection in the next few days - he's not a pervert or a sex fiend. Don't laugh and giggle." "He's embarrassed. I can tell you that from experience," Mason said. "Now, Paige talked about automatic erections. So i get to talk about mensuration. Yep. Girls, some of you already have your period, some don't, Your medical sheet says that of the six of you, four have not achieved your menarche. The nurse will be speaking to each one of you in private about this. Each of you, boy and girl will receive a utility bag, which is mesh, but the girls' bags have a cloth sack for tampons. I know that Paige has tampons in that sack 24/7, just in case. Almost all the experienced girls do the same. Does it excite the boys? Nope. It's a normal bodily function, like using the toilet or urinal. "Now, I will tell you this, Paige tends to allow her pubic hair to grow out a bit to camouflage the string. But even with trimming it, that string is not easy to see. So. Questions?" Three hands went up. He pointed to one of the probable seventh grade girls, flat chested and bald. "Mr Adams.." "Whoa. Please stop there. Paige and I are juniors. We aren't your teacher or your parents. We are Paige and Mason. As the experienced 7/8s enter soon, you may hear other names. I'll leave you to hear them. But what's your question?" "Uh .. Mason, JM and Surprise. Are they your children?" "Umm, Let's put it this way, they call Paige `Mommy' and me "Daddy.' Other than that, I have to say that anything more is classified. I hope that helps, And yes, the boy with the black hair. " "Are you married?" "We're high school juniors. No, we aren't. But we are engaged and have been for four years. Wave your hand, Paige." Paige did so, revealing the engagement ring with a diamond presented to them by MaMa years ago. "We will marry some time in the future. Probably right after college graduation and before grad school. "Okay, one more question. But before that. JM and Surprise, go down the hall, JM on the right and Surprise on the left and tell each room to start moving to the common room at once, Start at the common room end and go towards the school door. Be polite and call them by name if you know them. Got it?" "Yes, Daddy. Come on, JM," and they were out the door. "All right, the girl with the blond pony tail." "Actually I have two. The first is, does that necklace have any meaning? I mean it looks like gold." "Yes, it displays my status in a household I visit every summer in the African country of Cameroon. Despite what my jokester fiance says, I don't wear it to harass him, but to remind him. It is gold, probably 18 carat, and the red stone is a ruby. Are those your two questions?" "No. Our room mate. What if I don't like her or she doesn't like me?" "First of all, in most cases, your room mate will be a boy if you are a girl and a girl if you are a boy. The simple reason is to get you to understand that boys and girls are a bit different, over above our sexual organs and mammary glands or lack of them. As to if you don't like your room mate or vice versa, we will work with the both of you to resolve problems. In most cases that works. I can think of two or three rooms from last year where they started out fighting and ended up dating. But if it is an impasse, we will try to make other arrangements. Ah, they arrive." The first four came into the commons, two eighth graders and two seventh graders. "Mom! Dad! So you're still our counselors! Great," cried the eighth grade boy. "Glad to see you too, Harold. Now, are we going to have to give you as many messy room reports as we had to last year? Sylvia, please keep on him." "Yes, Mom. But he's a boy and so blasted stubborn," the tall red head said sweetly. "I'm glad to have you, er, Dad Mason," the seventh grade girl said, her hand over her mouth. "Glad to have you. Do I remember, Prissy?" "You do! I'm so happy they let you stay on. My ugly brother says you two are the best." Mason stepped into the hall. "Okay. Move it, guys, And don't step on the twins!" "We're pages now. Not twins!" Surprise called back, which caused laughs from returning students streaming into the common room and taking seats in the folding chairs. A couple of now eighth grade returnees who flopped down in the pushed away couches got stern looks from both Mason and Paige and slunk back to a folding chairs. The mob got settled as both Paige and Mason held up their right hand for silence, with JM and Surprise aping them, "Okay, Mason and I are glad to have all the vets back and our newbies as well. There are just a few changes from last year. The first is to meet our pages - yes, this is nepotism, as we now have three, JM and Surprise as most of you know to a smaller or larger degree, and Sammie - a girl, by the way, the daughter of the new 9/10 counselors, Jenna and Sam, who some of you know. Wave your hands, twins." "Pages!" Surprise yelled. "Don't contradict your mother!" came from a now eighth grader known for contradicting elders. Paige let the laughter simmer down. "Okay, we have tried to leave room mates as they are as much as possible, unless we knew of a problem, Now, we have ten of us in 7/8 who are new to the dorm and Jones. As much as possible we have already contacted the experienced room mate, but each of the ten newbies will at least start out with an experienced roomie. You will act as mentor for what they need to do for the room, getting to classes, and all the undercover stuff that you think we don't know about!" There was a bit of laughter at that. "I'm happy to see the V's already around necks. Wear them proudly and explain what they mean to our newbies. I'm happy to say that all ten of our new members has one waiting in their room. Okay, Mason. The boy thing nobody talked about before." "Okay. This came from some girls coming to us late in the year. None of us thought about it. So. As a boy goes into puberty, he starts to get erections. You know that. It just so happens that almost always a boy will wake up with an erection. It's normal. It's usual. But he wakes up, maybe running just a bit late, throws off his covers and his roomie, say Hildegard, since we have no Hildegard this year, sees it and freaks out. `Oh! He's going to try to rape me!' "Nope. It's involuntary and happens even though the rest of the day, he's flaccid. By the way girls, it can make taking a piss a bit hard. You may have noticed. "In addition, boys, especially early in puberty, may have a `nocturnal emission,' or `wet dream.' That means he ejaculates without any stimulus. He hasn't wet his bed. Nor, again, does it mean he's about to try to rape you. "If you really think that's going to happen, you know what to do." "Yeah. Yell for Paige and then the police," new eighth grade Cynthia called. "Good idea," Mason laughed. "Now, I have to admit, in that dream, he may have his roomie in mind, maybe wearing a ball gown, dancing with him while everybody watches and applaudes. "Any questions or comments?" Georges raised his hand. Paige and Mason looked at each other. "Yes, Georges?" "I just want to pass on to our new seventh grade brothers and sisters. Last year in the beginning, I acted like a complete jerk. Paige and Mason knew my older brother, who was here for the first year and is friends with them. Paige set me straight. You want help from either of them, they'll give it to you. When we learned that we as eighth graders would have new counselors and not Paige and Mason and the twins. . . ." "PAGES!" "Surprise, would you shut up! No horsie for you or JM if you do that again! All of our parents called in protest. MaMa and PaPa, Francois, and even my older sister Desiree sent e-mails. Thanks," Georges sat back down to a handshake and an in violation of school PDA rules, a cheek kiss. "Well, thanks, Georges," Paige said. "Okay. Now we have the traditional mill around mill. I'd like the old timers who have a newbie roomie to come to the center and hold up your hand. New students, come greet them and find your mentor. Mason and I will be looking in rooms in an hour. Beds made, clothes away, toilet articles ready. We have dinner at 6:15 this evening and breakfast at 7:15. Tonight we will form in the hall and walk to the dining room together. "Thanks for coming," Of course some organized bedlam ensued. The counselors looked at each other, then headed down the hall with twins to go into their apartment and close the door. * * * * * * * * A week later Paige left her French class in good spirits headed towards the apartment and then lunch. She would eat with 7/8 first lunch and Surprise while Mason would be there for second lunch and JM. They would have about ten minutes of private time together, most of which was comparing notes as to how 7/8, especially the new ones were settling in. She had on her the new name badges, required for the first month to get to know everybody. Her badge was in scarlet and gold, like all faculty, staff, and counselors had, while boys had a scarlet badge and the girls a gold one. One badge was a velcro band around her arm and then a typical "Hello, my name is.." badge around her neck. She turned the corner to the hall to the dorm packed with dormies trying to get to their room and swap books or what not, and a few townies going to one of the offset classrooms. She saw one of the new seventh graders, Rebecca, a small girl, trying to avoid the much larger high schoolers who surrounded her. Then she saw the new senior, George, who was already making a name for himself as being a jerk. Accidentally, or on purpose, he hit Rebecca from the rear, who would have been knocked to the floor if a new ninth grader, a dormie from the beginning, hadn't grabbed her and kept her from falling. "Get out of my way, runt!" George yelled. Paige stepped in front of him. "George. Stop right now!" she commanded. "Who the hell are you, squirt?" he responded. "I'm one of the 7/8 counselors. Paige Jefferson. You almost knocked down one of my kids. You owe her an apology." "She was in my way." "We practice manners here, George." "I don't give a shit." "Hey, you probably shouldn't talk to a student counselor that way. Especially Paige," Herman, who played on the Mary Mount varsity football team but was a Jones student said quietly. "I talk the way I damn well please. If I want to push this little cunt around, I will." "Okay, George. I'm going to give you a choice. I either write you up for several rules violations or you meet me in the gym in five minutes. The wrestling mats are still on the floor. What's your choice?" "What? You think you can fight me?" "Meet me or I start writing. I think there's enough to get you four swats." "You might want to take the swats," Kim, now a tenth grader said quietly. "Use tournament rules, Paige." "Of course. Okay, George. I'm heading towards the gym. Meet me there in five minutes or face a discipline review board. Hey, where's Surprise?" "Here, Mommy. " "Stay with me, son. We get in the gym, you go sit on the bleachers. I'm serious, No backtalk." His face turned dark, "Yes, Mommy," and followed Paige into the gym where she ran into the Dean of Boys. "Glad to see you. Look, that new senior, George, the one already with a list, almost knocked down one of my new seventh graders, probably on purpose. Then he tried to give me a ration of crap. I told him I'd write him up or he could meet me in the gym. So will you give me your okay or do I get ready to have three?" "Uh. You do it fair, I support you Paige. Oh, and don't kill him on purpose, okay?" She smiled. "I won't." She turned to see the gym filling up with students and then George appeared. She walked out to the center of the mat. "Okay, George. Come out here and tell me. Do I write or do you get carried off this mat?" He laughed. "You trying to scare me?" "Nope, Just giving you options." Two high schoolers walked out close to them, a boy and a girl, both freshmen, "What you two doing here?" George hissed. "We've got the tape to measure how far you fly. Lots of money on the bets," the girl responded sweetly. "Shit! Okay. Put them up!" he said and went into a boxing stance. Paige positioned herself, her arms loose at her sides. "Come on," she said quietly. He charged. She turned, ducked, grabbed his arm, twisted, and he flew through the air to land on the mat with a thud. In a second, she had her foot on his throat. "You really don't want me to do anything more, do you?" "How the fuck did you do that?" "My. That's another offense. Tae Kwon Do. Black belt. Ninth degree." She turned to the crowd. "Where's Rebecca? Seventh grader. Come on out, dear." Rebecca got gently pushed out to the floor. "Alright George. I'm going to let you up. You will apologize to Rebecca for pushing her. And for the next week you will be her guardian. Clear?" Four seniors walked up. "Take it George. Not sure you can take four whacks from the dean." He stood up. "I'm ,. sorry Rebecca ... for pushing you. I didn't mean to hurt you." "I'm sure you didn't mean to," she said. "Okay, kids, Nothing more to see here, the dean called. You'll miss lunch if you don't hurry." "Surprise. Come to Mommy. Meatloaf for lunch!. You okay Rebecca?" Yes, Paige, uh, now I know why they call you mom, Mom. Thanks," "Welcome, Go get lunch. If you're late for your next class, tell your teacher to contact me." "Thanks, Mom." * * * * * * * * * * * Ten that night Mason and Paige lay in bed together. The twins were in their beds in their room, toys away, story told, and now asleep. "What a day," Paige said. "Yep. "Apparently you still the school record for fool tossing. Ms. Anderson asked me to congratulate you. There will be no action against you." "That's good." They kissed. As they kissed Mason felt Paige's finger tips along his cock begin to harden it. "Ah, Paige. That's so good. But so tantalzing. You'll make me cum." "Don't worry, sweetie. You won't make a mess." He grinned and his hand went between her legs. "Ah," she whispered. "I'm getting close." With that Paige quickly slid down to lick his cock head before taking the hard shaft into her mouth. "Oh. A Paige blow job. God, Love, So good. So Good." As his cock returned to hard he repositioned himself and Paige so he could enter her. She spread her knees and he gently entered her. "I hope this will be good for you, Paige." "It always is, Mason. Always is," as she began to thrust her hips to meet his cock. Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. 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