Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2018 09:38:41 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: After The Experiment: Jones Lab School Middle School Dormies #54 After The Experiment: Young Friends & High School Jones Lab School Middle School Dormies #54 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories byrwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. Jones Lab School Middle School Dormies by Larry Marian The week after Jones Lab School began Mason and Paige called a dorm meeting, which might be normal except that all 19 students and the two dorm counselors were nude, except for footwear. There was also Oscar Paul at four weeks, who wore a diaper, probably for the comfort of the nude ones. He was nursing on Paige's left breast, but being cranky. On the other hand, the 19 12 and 13 year olds had their attention focused on him and his "mother." "Paige is busy with Surprise..." "Oscar Paul, dear,..." "OP.. so I'm going to be handling most of this meeting. Paige told me about her father's stories about military school and the army, and he told me some more. Before you guys came all the dorm counselors and parents had a couple of meetings since this is the first year Jones has had boarding students on campus, We have different ideas on how to begin. But that also means that you guys are the pioneers as to how to begin having dorm students, with the idea that next year we may have twice as many dormies and some of you may be junior counselors - if they just don't line us all up against a wall and shoot us," The dormies laughed at that. "Okay. When we first met last Friday, Paige and I gave each of you a quick note about what to do about your room and your room mate. Some of you read it and followed it, Some read it and trashed it, Some just trashed it. Your rooms show it. That note says that before your first block class your bed will be neatly made, that towels and toilet articles will be neat and on display, that clothes will be arranged neatly in your press, and your study desk will be neat. "Paige and I have given you a week to conform to that. We've given some hints. Okay, Paige and Sur..OP.. will hand out some pics of what your room should look like and what it should not. If the picture looks like #1, you are good, If #2, then as Captain Picard says, `Make it so.' "Now, another thing. We are 21 people - all of us teens. Paige and I are in charge of the rest of you. We are being paid to do this. They picked us out, not because we are some sort of Nazis or Commies, but because they trust us. You are a varied group. We have kids here who are now as far away from their home as they have ever been. We have several whose English is not their second language, but their third or fourth. I counted six different religions, including `none.' I look around and see two African-Americans, one Lakota, two Asians, one African, and 13 who the Amish would call "English," even if they came from Italy, "Paige told me her father told her years ago. `We're only one color - army green.' Well, we aren't army, but we are all Jones flesh - and that's a wide range of colors. "Okay. Questions? "Yeah. Me. I'm Jeremy. So when do we have time to make our bed?" "Well the bell rings as 6:30. You also have your own clock or smart phone or whatever. Meal call is at 7:15. First block warning is at 8:15. I've noticed that in one week very few of you are still wearing pjs or a night gown or whatever. It takes me about a minute or two to brush my teeth and slap on some deodorant . I also have a baby to help take care of and my fiance to help with the twin. I also have to get my books and thumb drive ready for my first two blocks. What do you have to do?" "Uh,, Well, could you maybe give us a class?" Paige laughed. "Well, OSCAR PAUL is clean and asleep. Anybody want to put him in the crib?" Three girls and two boys held up their hands. Paige pointed and said, "Billy. I'm with you. " The next four minutes had Billy, a seventh grader, take OP from Paige, put him in his crib on his tummy, cover him, give him a pat, and raise his hands. "Well done." "I have two younger sisters." He grinned, "Still well done." She smiled. "Okay. If anybody wants any other questions of perhaps a more personal nature, Mason and I are here for them for the next thirty minutes prior to lights out. Otherwise, go have some fun." Everybody else left except for one girl, her shiny black skin, her height, her braided hair, her dark brown eyes confirmed to Paige that she was Angelica, Francois' betrothed first wife. "Angelica," correct? "I am," and she added something in her tribal dialect. Paige smiled. "Yes, I'm fish bellied. I'm not a colonial. I will show respect when you do also," "You are my betrothed's concubine. I will be his wife. You must respect me." "Ah, Angelica. You are correct. I am the First Concubine to Francoise, When you are his wife, I must give you respect and obedience, But you are not his wife, not even his engaged. To you, I owe nothing but the respect one human should give to another, as his clan prescribes. But you are in a new situation. I am one of your dorm counselors. We will back each other in public no matter what. In private we may argue. Please understand that Mason and Francoise consider themselves as blood brothers, "Do not try to embarrass me. It will not work, I hope you will work with me and with Mason, "I am Francois' betrothed." "Here you are an eighth grade student who is boarding in a strange land. As of now, I have lived longer in your land than you in mine, My job is to help you as much as I can, Do you want to let me help you?" Angelica got up and left, "Crap," Paige said. Her thought at first was to grab her and bring her back, but she did not. Instead she gently gathered up OP, went down the hall to the apartment she, Mason,and the resident twin shared. She really wanted to slam their door when she entered, but she didn't because of the sleeping infant, gently put him in his apartment crib, and went to face Mason. "Well, Angelica has figured out I am councilor and concubine and thinks that being betrothed and being married is the same. I think she's going to be trouble. " Mason reached out for her. "Come here, Paige," and she walked up to him. He kissed her and put his arms around her, not her shoulders or her waist, but her butt, squeezing the cheeks and then slipping his hand between her legs from the back. She felt his finger slide between her lips and she shifted her legs to give him entrance. "Oh, God, Mason. Don't love me. Go lock the door and fuck me. Take me, Mason, like we'll never have sex again." He withdrew his hand and walked to the door and locked it. When he turned around she was gone so he followed into their bedroom to find her on all fours on their bed, her head down and her butt up, legs spread, He got up on the bed and she wiggled her butt. "Put your dick in me Mason. I'm already wet. Are you hard?" He got between her legs and guided his cock into her cunt. "Does this feel hard, Paige?" "Oh, God, yes, Mason. Just shove it in. YES! I'll keep my voice down but screw me, Mason. Screw me. Yes!! " Her hips began to pump to his thrusts. "Yes. Feels so good, Mason. I asked you to fuck me, but you're doing both. God, you're a wonderful guy. I,,I don't know what I'd do without...OH!! " She raised her left hand and arm and jammed it into her mouth so her cry turned into a gurgle. "I'm cumming, too," Mason said. Then they heard a low wail that got louder. Mason backed out. "I'll take care of OP," Mason said. "That's a hunger cry and my tits have begun to leak. I'll feed. You get ready for the poop." Mason got off the bed, followed by Paige who picked up OP, comforted him for a brief time and then put him on her nipple. He began to suck at once while Mason prepared a clean diaper, wipes, disposable bag, and a Hershey Kiss for Paige. Thirty minutes later the two had made a dorm check, made sure OP was covered, correctly placed and asleep before they got into bed and turned off their light, "This is something," Paige said, lips close to lips, "I really should have e-mailed Francois about Angelica." "Give it a bit more. Look, Paige. You're doing great. You are being a mother, and helping your mother. You're mothering 19 kids who are just a bit younger than you are while you yourself have never had the boarding experience. You're keeping the fathers informed about the twins. And you're putting up with me. " "Look, Mason, you're no slouch! You are being a dad to twins and at the same time watching the one you fathered develop. Your sister carries Susie and yours and your mother carried hers and Francois'. You're fathering the kids I'm mothering. I really couldn't be happier. And both our mothers, with an infant we asked them to develop, aren't yelling at us `a teen ager and an infant at the same time?' Snuggle up to me, Mason and maybe keep me quiet, " So September turned to October and October to November. October ended with a big dorm Halloween party and the middle school demanded that both twins came - dressed, not as ghosts, but angels. Of course the noise caused both angels to cry, but teams of students took them away from the noise and calmed them down. Many of the older dormies learned that a 12 year old boy might know more about taking care of a three month old than an 18 year old girl. On time the Locker Club, now electronic, came back into business one week and four days after classes started. At their first meeting Paige kissed Mason after he explained how it would work - click on a locker number, see the specifics of that locker, then put in your locker number and your specifics. The computer would then give out a yes or no and then available locations with the PRs or a suggested location. As Mason pointed out, it did prevent an eighth grade boy provider meeting a senior girl client - unless that strange match up agreed with both. It also filled in the missing seniors from last year. Paige now had twenty some providers, male and female, straight, gay, and bi, and a new book keeper as well, a junior who had taken bookkeeping the previous year, Desiree handed over the books to Charlie who studied them and announced at the second meeting, "Desiree has done a fantastic job. I find a one penny error. The Department of Defense should hire her now." Desiree hopped off the couch she sat on next to Carlos and kissed Charlie. Paige, being Paige, had wall charts made for progress, with one for Mason and her and one for her mother. She checked off how each did, looking for "sleeps through the night." One thing they both noticed was that both JM and Surprise slept very soundly from four to five in the afternoon. That was soon a "Do Not Disturb unless you are bleeding from a cut" sign to go up on the counselors' apartment. Of course the 7/8 Dorm kids began to hear more about the PRs and some began to go to one during free time. Both Paige and Mason got reminders - the computerized Locker Club for dormies sent messages to both about which of their charges used a PR. Suddenly Angelica's "locker number" began to appear as a user with a different other locker number, always male and always at least ninth grade. Most of the other numbers did not belong to LC members. They agreed. She said she was a virgin; a doctor said she was; her proposed husband expected she would be one. Yet she continued to be unfriendly to both Mason and Paige and her dorm mates. One afternoon in mid November Oscar Paul and Paige made a room check of the 7/8 Dorm during her "study hall" which she checked in with for roll and then went off to do one of the many things she did as class president, dorm counselor, member of the student congress, and head of the Locker Club. About once every two weeks she found time to respond to a request for a blow job. She had to grin that there was now a seventh grade girl with next to no breasts and a smooth pussy who had a waiting list. As she walked down the hall, looking in each room, she heard suspicious noises - creaking springs, heavy breathing, and some low moaning. The door to the room Angelica shared with Brian was almost closed, something that by itself was not correct. She pushed it open enough to see the room and she saw four feet, two black, two white, and then Anglica on her back, legs apart, feet inside the guy on top and she clearly saw his cock going in and out of her bushy pussy. It struck her that it was a mirror of what she and Franscois had to look like when they used the missionary position. She didn't say a word, but returned the door to where it was and went back to their apartment at the end of the hall, Ten minutes later, Jimmy Davidson, a junior came down the hall. "Hi, Paige," he said. "I haven't seen you in a PR all year," "Twins keep me busy, Jimmy. Look, come inside for a minute. Be quiet, OP is asleep." "Surprise is growing."? "I'll ignore that. Sit down, Jimmy. You know Angelica is 13, right?" "Yeah. So?" "She came here a virgin. Look, I was not spying, but you and Angelica were having sex on her bed ten minutes ago. She's not a virgin now." "Paige, I didn't do it. It's all over the school for the most part. She'll screw anybody. It's been going on for over a month now. The guys have kept it to high school boys alone - except for Mason and a couple others." "Well, damn. You guys may not understand but she's betrothed to David - remember him from the first semester? She is supposed to be a virgin their wedding night. I have to tell him. So why didn't you tell Mason?" He looked a bit ashamed. "I think we were just afraid he'd tell you and you'd cut us off from the Locker Club. " "You know, Jimmy, I've always liked you. But I really want to go to Ms. Anderson and ask her for the paddle. She's been betrothed to David since she was six. My bet is she's going to go back to her family in disgrace; they will have to pay a huge sum to his family. Maybe two hundred years ago she'd have been at the Feast of the Virgin. Know what happened then?" "No idea." "All the young girls from puberty until they were married would come, as well as the disgraced girl's family. She'd be the main course." "Damn! That's awful." "They still hold that over a girl's head. I actually heard bits of it when I was in Africa last summer. " She put her hand on Jimmy's shoulder. "I really wish you guys had not done that. I really think Mason will be pissed - and I know that Mason has ... well, I think I need to stop there. But I don't think Mason would have been the one to take Angelica's virginity. I don't want to know what guy did it. That might get me four swats and three was bad enough," Jimmy gave a choked laugh. "I remember that, Paige. All I can say is I think you took it better than I could have." "Thanks, Jimmy. It hurt like hell." There was a cry from the bedroom. "That's OP. He's like his father. He wants to suck on me. Jimmy, do me a favor. Tell all the boys - leave Angelica alone. If I have to make time to take appointments, I will. I hope we can save her. But I have to tell... David." With that she turned, waved her hand, and went to OP and his needs. Thirty minutes later she stood at the apartment door, holding OP, watching her charges come in. Among them came Mason who she quickly kissed. "Dear, go do something for twenty minutes and then come back. I may need your help." "What?" "I caught Angelica and Jimmy Davidson screwing on her bed. I've talked to him. Now I have to talk to her. And it's not `Wait until Fourteen,' it's `,...be a virgin on wedding day.' Take OP and let our kids spoil him, Okay?" "Oh, shit, Have you contacted Francois?" "Not yet. I really have to talk to her first." "Okay. This is why we get paid the big bucks." He smiled, She laughed. "Yep. I think I can afford two ice cream sundaes.." He gave her a kiss, went and picked up OP and left their apartment. Paige stood at the door watching and chatting with the last of the middle schoolers. Finally she saw Angelica with Bob Jones, a senior. Angelica picked up her pace as she approached Paige. "Angelica, I need to talk to you," Paige said and stepped away from the door, "I'm busy." "So am I, In a bit i need to send an e-mail to Francois. You are the subject of that e-mail. Now come in here and let us talk. I have a duty to you and to Francois. You can help me or hurt yourself. Come in." She leveled her eyes at Angelica, using her fighting stance eyes and the other girl shook her head and entered the apartment. Paige shut the door and gestured towards a chair. "When I first made love with Francois, I was not a virgin. He didn't expect me to be one and I didn't pretend I was. When I became his First Concubine, we all pretended I'd been a virgin. Now answer truthfully. When you came here records say you were a virgin. You aren't now. Were you when you came here?" "Why would you say I'm not?" "Because I watched a part of you and Jimmy Davidson on your bed. According to him, he's not your first and this has been going on a month. These boys have been molesting you, in my opinion. I damn near slapped Jimmy, and I've known him for almost two years. You have brought up my status. Because of that I must tell my lord what I know. The trick is how shall tell him. "So. What do you think it will be like to be the First Wife of Francois?" At that Angelica's face begin to shake; her hands went to her face and she began to cry. Paige let her tears flow for a minute or so and then went and hugged her. "Talk to me, Angelica. I have only seen your country for a month, but I have an idea, Talk to me." "Since I was six, I knew I was to marry this man. I was six. He was twelve. We wouldn't marry until I was sixteen at least. He'd be twenty-two. He'd have concubines by then, but he wouldn't love them. But he'd love me. We weren't supposed to meet, but we did. But I didn't like him, And then you came. I saw the two of you together before I went out to visit with some relatives for the month. I saw how you two looked at each other. "But already I knew I didn't like him. And then I was going to go to Jones - and you were going to be my counselor. I actually went to him and asked to either go with him or let me return home. He said you would be the best person to help me. Maybe he was right," At that Angelica began to cry again. "Angelica. You are thirteen. You have three years before you MAY marry. I really don't care if you marry Francois then or not, I'm not going to marry him and I won't marry Mason for at least ten years. I just want to save your dignity and respect." "But you have this Locker Club..." "Yes. I do. But Angelica, what we do is not for ourselves. At first it was a joke -and mostly it was mean boy joke on me. But then it was to help the school - and to held some kids that needed some boost in confidence, I'm proud of what we do - and Mason and Francois both agree. " "Could I join?" "There, I think you'd need to talk to Francois. I know the morning after I became his First Concubine there was a white sheet displayed with some blood on it and we had a nice chicken dish for lunch. " Paige smiled. "Maybe for you, we'll have lamb." Angelica stood up, wiped her eyes, looked at Paige, and dropped a curtsey. Paige smiled at her, stood up, and dropped one, too. "That's the last one I will do until you marry Francois. Before you do, you must get to know him. Simone and Monique have almost the same feelings for him that I do. You might ask them. They have always had more day to day contact with him than I ever have," "Thank you." The door opened and Mason came in with JM in his arms. "Your mom wanted to swap. I didn't want to disturb you. I had to fight off two seventh graders and five eighth - and only two of them were girls. I think she just pooped." "You clean the poop. I'll supply the milk. "Angelica, I'm going to send a long e-mail to Francois. I want you to talk to me. And to Mason. He's going to tell the boys - back off. I want you to do the same. I'm also going to e-mail Ma-Ma. But I also want you to tell me what you think you want. "I'm your counselor, as is Mason. I can also be your friend, That is your decision." "Thank you, Paige. I think I understand you now, I will be your daughter from now on." "So let it be so," Paige responded, remembering the words in the African language she worked to learn. "Or, ` Alors qu'il en soit ainsi ` 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. 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