Date: Fri, 01 May 2020 14:17:13 +0000
From: Strange writer <Strangestorywriter@protonmail.com>
Subject: Pinehurst Middle School 2

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1

Pinehurst was a well respected school, with a good academic reputation, so
in the interest of job preservation, Todd ran a tight ship with rigorous
standards. Each day began with an early morning staff meeting where any
issues from the previous day were addressed, and planning for the day ahead
was accomplished. Then, everyday after the morning meeting, Todd had time
set aside to meet with a student for the last half hour before the first
bell.

The morning meeting was different than the afternoon meeting in which
Connor Murray had partaken yesterday. While the afternoon meeting was used
to introduce new boys, or have extended encounters with experienced middle
schoolers, the morning meeting was about taking care of immediate needs
before the strenuous school day. Today's meeting was with Brent Richmond, a
sweet 7th grader who had first come to Todd's attention as a new 6th grader
who was always seeming to make a little too much body contact with the male
staff. Now here he was, with a year plus of fucking under his belt, a very
desirable lover, always very understanding of a man's needs. He was a cute
boy in an awkward way, all skinny arms and legs and a trim butt that had
become a great source of pleasure for the staff at Pinehurst.

Principal Carson liked to take these morning meetings in the second floor
conference room. It had a solid, lockable door (not that anyone cared to
disturb him) and a large window behind a couch that overlooked the
playground. The playground was an unusual feature for a middle school, but
it was the gathering place for the children as they were dropped off,
exited the bus, or arrived on foot at school.

As the principal brought Brent to the room, he ran his hands over the boy's
slim butt bringing a satisfied smile to the preteen's face as he leaned
toward his principal and they pressed their lips together. Kissing was the
first thing that Brett did with the principal last year. He had been
summoned to the office to help the Mr. Carson with some sorting of
materials. As they sat side by side, the then 11 year old had moved closer
and closer seeking more body contact. After several minutes of leaning into
Todd, the boy turned toward him, stretched his head up and kissed the
strong man, surprising them both. Brett quickly pulled away and apologized,
shaking his head as if to wake himself from a daze. The kiss had seemed so
unavoidable to him that he felt powerless to stop himself from initiating
it. Before the boy could sow any more self-doubt, Todd grabbed the boy
behind the head and brought their lips together, this time in a passionate
French kiss. Fifteen minutes later, Todd's large cock was penetrating the
soft lips of the preteen. Two weeks later, the boy took his first man cock
into his steamy rectum.

Todd guided the boy over to the couch, and placed him on his knees facing
the window, resting his elbows on the back of the couch, the same position
that young Connor had taken yesterday when the principal tasted the boy's
hole for the first time. Todd then grabbed the waistband of the child's
shorts and worked them over his narrow ass, taking the underwear with
them. Soaking in the familiar view of Brent's ass, Todd used his fingers to
pry open the boys cheeks, exposing his surprisingly wet hole. Mr. Carson
recognized the puffiness of the boys asshole, and immediately realized that
he wasn't the first visitor this morning. "You got an early start," he said
with a smile.

"Charlie Stuart slept over last night," he answered with a shy
look. Charlie was also a 7th grader, but could have easily passed as a high
school boy. He was tall, strong, and had a nice sized cock that he had
begun using on some of the boys. "He doesn't like to start the day backed
up," Brent informed the educator, "so he always puts it in my butt before
we head to school." Todd wondered if "it" meant the boys cock or the boys
spunk, as both had obviously been inside there.

Todd liked this, he would need little time to prepare Brent for his larger
cock thanks to Charlie's work on the preteen's sexy little hole. He leaned
in and licked the puffy red asslips, tasting the heady mixture of the
metallic taste of boy butthole mixed with the sour taste of the remnants of
Charlie's semen. The boy's outer sphincter relaxed enough to allow Todd's
tongue to penetrate, the man lapping up anything offered from the open
rectum with lots of "mmmm"s coming from him and moans coming from
Brent. With the hole opening so easily, the man coated his fingers with ky
and insereted first one then two fingers into the squeezing rectum, drawing
only more moans from the sexy boy.

Principal Carson got to his feet and undid his belt, lowering his pants and
underwear just below his balls. Standing behind Brent he was able to see
out of the second floor window down onto the playground. This was why he so
enjoyed using this room for his early am liaisons. As he looked out the
window, he could see the students arriving, being dropped off by their
parents, chatting, chasing each other around, all the while, they only need
look up to see their principal having sex just above them. But Principal
Carson knew that no on ever looked up. He had played his game since he was
hired, and hadn't had so much as one close call. The man took more ky and
spread it around his dick, stroking himself with it before moving forward
and lining his prick up with the skinny boy's asshole. He pushed forward
and the anus yielded easily allowing the manpole to slide completely into
the boy's tunnel, Todd's balls resting against his perineum.

"Oh, Mr. Carson!" Brent moaned, "fuck me sir," as he pressed back against
the man, keeping the cock implanted balls deep.

The principal surveyed the scene below him as he looked out of the window
simultaneously beginning to thrust into the boy. It added to his enjoyment
to see the many boys that he had pleasured over the last few years playing
around like typical children. The first face that he zeroed in on was none
other than Connor Murray from last night. Todd saw the boy get out of the
family minivan, then go to the driver's window to lean in for a kiss from
his mother. Todd's deviant mind thought could only think that those same
lips had been covered with his semen just the afternoon before.

He also saw yesterday morning's partner, Tommy Wilson. He was engaged in
some sort of inappropriate activity, as he was obviously sneaking around
with two other boys, whispering conspiratorially. All Todd could see was
his nicely rounded butt that had accepted his pole yesterday morning and
Mr. Larson's dick that afternoon. He was pleased though, when the boys came
across Connor and greeted him warmly. This was great, Tommy was the perfect
person to lead Connor into the world of pleasures available to him at
Pinehurst.

Then there were older boys who had been some of Todd's first partners here
at Pinehurst. He could see Finn Grant, his first ever boy, the very one who
had entertained the school custodian the previous evening, and Andy Stanley
who Todd had recently caught receiving a very nice blowjob from 5th grader
on a familiarization tour of the middle school.

This eye candy intensified the pleasure that Principal Carson felt while
sodomizing the gangly adolescent below him. As he focused his attention
back on the boy below him, he watched his big penis slowly withdraw then
re-enter the tight anus, drawing cute grunts from Brent. Todd bunched up
the boy's shirt, rubbing his hands all of the small back before grabbing
the child around the waist, his thumbs pressing into the top of Brent's
sinewy buns as he began to thrust with full force, the tight anus grabbing
at him causing intense gratification each time that he withdrew, only to
happily yield as he thrust back in, his balls slapping against the boy's
smooth body. Brent was grunting with the hard thrusts, his head bowed and
eyes squeezed shut as he enjoyed the assault of the large shaft into his
body.

Suddenly Todd got a particularly dirty idea. He withdrew from the boy,
drawing a disappointed cry, "Stand on the couch," he told Brent, and moved
him so that his feet were almost to the back cushion, then climbed onto the
couch behind him. Todd then took the boys hands and placed them against the
window, so that he was leaning forward, completely exposed to view from
below. The man reinserted his penis, this time hearing a satisfied grunt
from Brent, and resumed fucking him, bottoming out inside the boy with each
thrust. Brent's erect penis flopped back and forth in full view to the
outside as his principal slammed into his pussy.

"Oh yeah, Brent, baby," Todd groaned, "make me cum with your little
asshole. That's it, take my cock, sweet boy, I'm going to cum inside you,
you're gonna have my cum in you all day in class," he babbled as his orgasm
approached, "or do you want it in your mouth?"

"Cum in my mouth!" Brent grunted, "I want to taste you again," he
added. Principal Carson was almost done, his prostate and balls prepared to
send their output shooting, so he quickly pulled out, and the boy spun
around and leaned on the back of the couch, clamping his lips around the
tip, straight from his own ass, while Todd jerked himself into the child's
mouth.

"Here it cums, son, swallow my cum, boy," he instructed as the first shot
burst forth directly into the waiting orifice, followed by several more
strong volleys before slowing to a dribble as the panting man twitched, his
sensitive glans under the care of Brent's cum-coated tongue, before he
gulped down the offered load and smiled up at the strong man. "Thank you
baby, Todd said gently, "that's quite a way to start the day!"

They quickly got dressed, as Todd needed to get downstairs to greet the
students before the first bell. He stationed himself by the main entrance,
and propped the door open a the first bell rang, a rush of students going
by. He greeted several, all seemingly pleased to see the principal, before
spotting Connor once again and called him over through the herd of
children. "Good morning, son, how are you doing today?" he asked.

"I'm doing great sir," he said with a smile, "I had a great sleep after a
great day yesterday," he finished.

Todd smiled, "That makes me very happy," he said quietly, "I hope that I
can help you have more good days in the future," he added as the boy walked
away to class.

Next he spotted the prettiest boy in school, Joey Blake, who was going to
be helping him with a project this afternoon, "Good morning, Joey, I'll see
you in my office at 1, right?"

"I'll be there, sir," he answered brightly.

The last of the students entered the building and as the stragglers started
to dwindle, Mr. Carson headed out to start the school day.


2

In order to run the school properly, Principal Carson needed loyalty from
his staff. He earned this loyalty by appealing to the staff's sexual desire
for young boys. If he could continue to provide willing children to his
staff of pedophiles, they would be willing to work that much harder to
ensure the quality of the school. The issue was; how to recruit these men?
You couldn't just come out and ask if they were interested in
boys. Instead, Todd had designed an interview process that had proved
foolproof thus far.

First he would interview the candidate to ensure that they were an
exceptional teacher, because, believe it or not, education was the most
important thing to Todd. He would also do his best to eliminate anyone who
would never consider sleeping with a boy. This was difficult because many
interested men would feign disinterest to cover for themselves, maybe even
bragging on their marriage or how much they supported anti-sex abuse
programs. This was so common, that Todd started taking a vehement objection
to greek-love to be an admission of a desire to partake. "The (man) doth
protest too much, methinks."

So this took them to interview number two. This was also where Joey Blake's
services were needed. He wasn't the only one who participated in the
selection process, but he was the best at making it a quick, streamlined
affair.

Today's interviewee was Larry Conrad, a candidate for the open 8th grade
science teacher position. He was a rather nerdy man, right down to the
pocket protector, but he was not shy, just a bit of a geek, and he had a
reputation as a great instructor. During the initial interview, Todd caught
Larry glancing at several boy groins as they toured the school as well as
some lingering stares at their butts as they headed away. This had Todd
very encouraged that Mr. Conrad was his type fo teacher.

The second interview consisted of a videotaped sample instruction period
presented by the candidate. He was made aware of the recording, but was
told that the adults would leave the room so that he could be more
comfortable teaching in his own style, not worrying about the principal's
reactions.

The real reason for the set-up was to allow Joey to work his magic without
the additional layer of worry for the candidate that they were being
observed live. The video was frequently forgotten once Joey worked his
charm on the job candidate. The candidate was also unaware that the feed
from the video camera went directly to a monitor in the principal's office,
watched there and recorded by Mr. Carson.

"Hi Larry," Todd greeted the interviewee as he was brought to his office,
"it's great to see you! I think that you'll find this part of the process
smooth, especially for an excellent instructor such as yourself," he
flattered the man, "do you have a lesson prepared?"

"Absolutely," Mr. Conrad answered, "I thought that I would do a chemistry
lesson with some small hands-on aspects." The idea of hand-on made Todd
chuckle, thinking that hands-on would probably be the end result if
everything went smoothly.

"That sounds like it should be very interesting," Principal Carson replied,
"let's head down to the classroom and you can set up." The two men walked
down the hallway toward the small auxiliary classroom that was used for
these sample lessons. As they walked, the principal was greeted warmly by
several boys, high fives and even a couple of hugs, which didn't go
unnoticed by Mr. Conrad.

"Other schools that I've taught at were so worried about getting sued that
they don't let the teachers have any physical contact with the students,"
he said without judgement, "it's refreshing to see that hasn't taken hold
here," he said with a smile.

"We work very hard to create a welcoming and enjoyable environment for the
children. We have found that a positive attitude toward school is directly
related to student performance," Principal Carson lectured.

"I couldn't agree more!" was Mr. Conrad's enthusiastic reply, "I know that
I'm supposed to keep these things close to the vest, but I'm really hoping
that this goes well, I'd love to work in this type of an
environment. Rigorous academics in a nurturing environment, I just think
that's a great thing," he gushed.

"Well, I have a feeling that you'd be a great fit here at Pinehurst. Just
one more test," Todd said as he opened the door to the small room. The
classroom had formerly been an office, but was now pressed into use as a
specials classroom, everything from accelerated math and English to special
needs group instruction. Therefore it only had three, two-student tables
lined up along the wall, with a white board and teacher's desk at the front
of the room.

All of this would be taken in eventually by the interviewee, but first he
was stopped in his tracks by Joey Blake sitting at attention in the first
row. He immediately stood up facing the two teachers.The boy was stunning,
light brown hair streaked with blond from hours in the sun, blue eyes so
clear that it was like looking at the sky, his lips were fuller than
average and a cute button of a nose. He was small for a 7th grader,
standing about 4'10', his body perfectly proportioned, no long legs and
arms etc. Even though he could easily be described as pretty, he wasn't
swishy looking. You could picture him pitching for his little league team
or scoring the winning goal in soccer. He was dressed surreptitiously
provocative, a solid royal blue colored polo and nylon shorts. The shorts
were made sexier by their too-tight sizing and very thin material, pulling
between his legs as he stepped toward the two men showing the outline of
his boy pouch, leaving just the right amount to the imagination.

"Hi Mr. Conrad," Joey greeted as he approached the man. Larry was dressed
in science teacher standard issue, a button up, earth tone, plaid short
sleeve shirt and brown khakis. He wasn't particularly fit, but that was of
no concern to Joey, who was open to almost anyone unless there was an issue
inside their pants. That's where Joey's main concern lay. "I'm all ready
for the lesson," he said brightly.

Larry was unable to speak as the gorgeous boy presented himself to him,
Todd saved him, "So, this is Joey, he's a very receptive student, and
should be able to handle anything that you throw his way," he said, Joey
having difficulty maintaining a straight face, "I'll leave you guys to it,
as you know, I'll leave the room so that you can be comfortable teaching
without me breathing down your neck. The lesson will be video taped, but
may not be needed if we get a good review from Joey here," he said, placing
his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Thank you, Mr. Carson," Larry said, "should I come get you when I've
finished?" he asked.

"Let's say I come and get you in 45 minutes? That's a normal class period
for us, and I'll see how things went. Relax and have fun," Todd finished
while heading to the door.

"Thank you, sir," Larry replied and headed to the front of the room, "Ok,
let's get started," he said brightly, gesturing toward the seat in the
front row.

Todd hustled back to his office and told his office manager not to disturb
him, then locked the door, fired up the computer and put his headphones
on. Experience told him not to let too much time go by, Joey was a quick
worker. As he opened the program on the computer he was very impatient to
see what was happening, until finally his ancient, school-issue computer
loaded the video feed and the scene down the hall came into view. The
teacher was already at Joey's table, demonstrating some sort of experiment,
Joey across from him, both standing and looking at the experiment on the
table. Then, over the feed, Todd heard Joey say, "I can't see, I'll come
over there," and moved around the table to stand next to Mr. Conrad who
smiled down at the preteen. Joey sidled up next to the man, and pretended
to be interested as the science teacher prattled on, at the same time the
boy was leaning into him, making as much body contact as possible, causing
Mr. Conrad to stammer slightly and look uncomfortably down at Joey.

Joey was unfazed, smiling brightly back up at the teacher, even turning his
body slightly toward him, eliciting a little panic from Larry, who dabbed
at his forehead and tried to move away but Joey had him backed into the
corner created by the deck against the wall in the small room. Joey turned
himself more toward the adult, Mr. Conrad turning his back toward the wall
to try to get farther away but unwittingly opening himself up to the
aggressive boy, "Joey, I think that this is a little....close," he
stammered, searching for the right word to describe their position.

"You don't like me close to you?" Joey asked, putting his hand on the man's
chest and looking up at him, "I like being close to you," he added.

"It's not that I don't like being close to you, it's just that we can't be
seen like this," the teacher replied.

Joey stood on his tiptoes and leaned into the man's ear. Luckily Todd was
using powerful microphones for sound, explicitly for this type of
situation, knowing that he would want to hear every whisper. "Lock the
door," the tween hissed, and ran his hand down the front of the man's
pants, stroking his hidden cock, "then no one will have to know what we
do," he added in a suggestive voice.

Larry looked around as if someone would save him, but made no effort to
stop the rubbing of his member, finally moving around the boy and heading
out of view of the camera until you heard the heavy click of the ancient
door lock before he came back into frame and headed straight to the
boy. "Have you done this before?" he asked the boy who bit his lip and
nodded before wrapping his arms around the teacher and disappearing from
view, hidden behind the larger frame of the adult. Joey was aware enough to
turn them both until they were sideways to the camera and he looked up at
the still stunned educator and opened his lips to him. Mr. Conrad finally
gave in, leaned his head down and brought his lips together with Joey's,
wrapping his arms around the boy and rubbing all around his back as they
began to make out.

There were two trains of thought, stop them now so that the interviewee
would be sure to take the job to finish the encounter later, or let the act
consummate, showing the new hire what pleasures awaited in the new
position. Principal Carson always opted for the second choice, if only to
have the voyeuristic pleasure of see a man enjoy possibly his first
uninhibited coupling with a young boy.

On screen, Joey broke the kiss and moved down to the man's neck, nibbling
and kissing while unbuttoning his shirt. Once the child was able to free
Mr. Conrad of his shirt, his upper body was on full display. He was not
particularly muscular, with a little extra weight around the stomach, but
not fat either. Joey liked it, and rubbed his hands over the man's chest
and stomach, leaning down to take a nipple between his lips while his hand
started to work on his belt. At the same time, Larry had thrown his head
back and was holding Joey's head in place as he sucked on his nipples. His
other hand roamed down to the boys umbro covered ass, rubbing in circles,
knowing that there was no underwear between the thin material and Joey's
bare, smooth boy ass. Finally he took the plunge and ran his hand inside
the waistband and made contact with Joey's skin, drawing a moan from the
boy.

Meanwhile, Joey had successfully opened the belt, fastener and fly of the
man's pants and was rubbing his palm on the underwear covered cock. The
cock-hungry boy released the man's nipple and sunk down onto his knees and
began lowering Larry's khakis. When he got to mid-thigh he returned to the
waistband of the bikini style briefs and began to lower them, quickly
getting caught on the man's rigid pole before it popped free and slapped
back up onto his pubis. "It's big," Joey said with delight, and he was
right, it looked to be at least a real six inches and nice and wide. Joey
grabbed on and brought the big dick to his mouth, sucking the shaft half
way into his mouth. The large penis obscenely stretching the kid's lips.

"Oh, Joey, my god, kid," Mr. Conrad exclaimed, "who taught you to suck dick
like this?" he asked rhetorically, stroking the boy's sun-kissed hair and
staring into his deep blue eyes. Joey managed a smile around the cock
stuffed into his mouth, then resumed his work, stroking the cock in time
with his sucking, taking several inches of dick with each bob of his head.

Mr. Conrad decided to move things along, and grabbed Joey under the
armpits, lifting him up until their lips met again, Larry probably getting
a taste of his own precum, then he turned them around and kneeled in front
of the boy, grabbing his thin shorts and sliding them over his butt and
straight off, revealing his rock hard, underdeveloped cock. Despite being
in 7th grade, Joey hadn't really been struck by puberty, any hair between
his legs not visible on camera, and while it had thickened and grown this
year, he still had the thin shaft of a child. Something that still
surprised, but was much more common these days was a nice intact
foreskin. It was nicely retracted, exposing the wet glans underneath. The
lack of development was not a deterrent to the teacher, as he stuck his
tongue out to tickle the head, then sliding the foreskin the rest of the
way back with his lips, he swallowing the shaft whole and pressed his face
against the bare pubis, then started a quick sucking pace, moaning around
the shaft and bringing out the same from Joey.

He stopped sucking for a second, stood up and lifted the boy so that his
bare butt was sitting on the table. The teacher got back down on his knees,
but this time took the boy's small balls into his mouth, savoring the soft
skin of each testes. At the same time, Mr. Conrad put pressure on the backs
of the boy's legs and encouraged them up onto the table, then pushed behind
his knees to rock the boy back and expose his hole. Without hesitation,
Larry dove in and attacked the preteen pucker, "You've been fucked before,"
he stated, obviously detecting a previously used asshole, "by a man or a
boy?" he asked.

"Both," Joey said shyly.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" the teacher asked, surprising Todd with his
aggression, but as he glanced at the clock he realized that the teacher was
trying to get into Joey's butt before the 45 minute mark passed, worried
about Todd's return.

The boy simply answered, "Yes," and the science teacher dove back in to
lick the boy's pink pucker. Todd could hear the boy instantly start moaning
loudly as he grabbed his skinny boner and jerked himself as the man delved
his tongue deep into the hot opening. In short order, Mr. Conrad introduced
a spit slicked finger into the compliant hole, drawing more moans from
Joey.

The teacher lifted his head from between the boy's soft cheeks, "I didn't
bring lube to a science lesson," he said with a questioning look, wondering
if spit was going to be sufficient.

"I did!" the boy answered cheerily, and reached over to his backpack,
rolling onto his stomach to do so, exposing his round asscheeks to the
camera, peeking out from under his polo. The bottomless boy was such a sexy
look that Mr. Carson groaned as he sat by himself back in his office.

The boy pulled out a flip top bottle of astroglide and poured a small
amount on his fingers, then reached out and stroked the man's big cock,
coating the entire length in slick lube, making sure to liberally cover the
head. Then the boy handed the bottle to Mr. Conrad and returned back to his
prone position, laying back on the table and pulling his legs back to open
up his boyhole. The man applied the lube to his own fingers and used them
to coat the boy's ring before sliding back into the welcoming rectum. He
quickly graduated to two fingers, twisting them and fucking the boy
relentlessly with them, Joey writing on the table, "I'm ready," Joey told
him, and replaced the man's fingers as Mr. Conrad stood, running his finger
around his own stretched hole.

The adult pulled the boy's ass to the edge of the table, then took hold of
his own large shaft and ran it in circles around the boy's cunt. "Are you
ready," the nerdy teacher said breathlessly.

"Yes!" the anxious boy pleaded, "Fuck me Mr. Conrad!" This was all that it
took for the man to push forward and, in one motion, slide slowly into the
boy's inviting tunnel. Both man and boy groaned at the coupling, the man
pressing his groin hard against the boy before withdrawing some before
bottoming out again in the practiced hole. Joey was squirming on the table,
and the two started taking turns stroking the boy's hard nail, the boy
taking over jerking himself when the man became distracted by his own
pleasure.

Things escalated fast, "You're hitting my spot!" Joey grunted loudly as he
slid back and forth on the hard table with each thrust, "You're going to
make me go," he announced.

Larry was pounding away, "Yes, boy, take that big cock," he moaned, "I'm
going to breed your pussy, boy," again surprising the observing principal
with his assured treatment of the child, "I'm going to cum in your hole,
take my cum," he shouted as his thrusts grew erratic.

"I'm getting it," the jerking boy joined in, "I'm getting the feeling!" he
shouted as spasms hit his small body, twitching rhythmically as his orgasm
overtook him, his body still shifting back and forth on the table with the
man's spastic thrusts.

"I'm cumming!" Larry yelled, then pressed himself against the boy,
depositing his warm spunk deep inside the boy, his ass flinching with each
volley of semen, before collapsing on top of him, seeking his lips as man
and boy basked in the post-orgasmic glow.

Todd turned off his monitor, and started heading down the hall to the
classroom. When he tried the door, it was still locked, so he gave an
authoritative knock. The lock was released with a loud clunk and the door
swung open, the boy being the operator, standing with a proud smile one his
face as Mr. Conrad worriedly tucked his shirt into his pants in the
background, causing Principal Carson to chuckle. He closed the door behind
him and asked, "How was the lesson, Joey?"

"It was a real pleasure," the preteen joked, bringing a confused look to
the teachers face, "I hope that you hire Mr. Conrad, he's a really good
teacher," he added.

"Well, if he's still interested, I'd love to hire him," the principal
answered, "what do you think, Larry, does this seem like the kind of place
that you'd enjoy teaching?"

"Um, Um," he stuttered wide eyed.

Todd saved the poor man, "We set you up a little, Larry. We want you for
your teaching ability, but the pleasure that you experienced today is the
norm here at Pinehurst. So if you enjoyed fucking young Joey here," he
gestured to the boy who broke into an exaggerated grin, "you can expect
more of the same from a large number of boys here. I just ask that you stay
dedicated to me and the education of the students. What do you say?"

This had been a shocking hour for the interviewee, but he collected himself
and managed a weak smile, "I think that I could live with that," he
answered.

"That's great!," Principal Carson said, extending his hand, "Welcome to
Pinehurst!"