Starting from Scratch Ep. 008: COUNSEL BLUFF

"Hey, slow down." Angus jumped in front of her, now holding her shoulders from the front. Staring down into her eyes they both melted. "I... might not be dating her much longer. Give me a day or three?"

"You don't have to break up with her because of me. That would make her mad, and me sad."

"Might go ballistic on McKellen there if she finds out you dumped her for someone else." Toby Mellon, another friend added. "Cheerleaders might build a pyramid on Dakota's back."

"You dumb fucks are not helping here. Go feed your faces." Angus pushed them away. Once left alone he confronts a trembling Dakota. "Seriously, I... like you Dakota."

"You... do?" Her heart skipped a beat, "You've never even looked at me before today. It's my shirt, isn't it?"

"I've noticed you, I've just kept my distance because of Robin. Faithful, y'know? I mean... I'm not officially asking you out until I end things with her. Only fair, right?"

"I guess. Are you sure it's not because of my halter top?"

Easing to her right side he pulls her to his hip, his hand moving around her left side. Fingers sliding beneath her halter near her breast should have confirmed her theory, but his touch was gentle. "Totally not the shirt, it's all about what's beneath it."

"WHAT?" Her eyes flared as he realized how his words might have been mistaken.

"I mean YOU silly. Not... fuck... I better go. I don't want you thinking I'm only after one thing."

"Sex?" She had to ask.

"Whoa! Where did that come from?"

"Just wondering if that's all you're after. I don't want to be hurt Angus."

"I'm so not only after sex. We can date a long time if you want." He knew he could get laid anytime he wanted. Every girl in school loved a hot jock. Angus although ego led did have a certain loyalty. It was hardly true that he had been faithful toward his girlfriend Robin, mainly because she allowed him to play even without him knowing of every girl he had slept with. A struggle certainly, keeping Robin happy but for the last six months he had kept his dick busy between she and other tramps. Now that he was eighteen it meant changes. Robin still seventeen was nothing. They had been fucking since she was fifteen, he sixteen. That was the norm around every high school. Forty percent of the students in greater Nashville had lost virginities at sixteen or slightly younger. Everyone loved sex. It was a rite of passage.

"We can talk about it if you do break up. I need to go before lunch is over."

"Bye Eve."

"Eve?" She looked offended that he called her by another girl's name.

"Apple? Eve? Eden?"

"Ohhhh! Bye, Adam."

Angus watched her wiggle away, her back so soft, and silky looking. He wasn't the only guy to admire her, her tight little ass in jeans divided their appetites. For the first time in a while Dakota McKellen felt their eyes, "Thank you daddy." Her thoughts crept to the day her towel fell away and her father checked her out from behind, a helpful mirror exposing his reaction. His expression gave her hope.

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Still in her classroom Josie McKellen was busy erasing her chalkboard when Carl and Piper arrived. Sneaking in behind Josie, Piper nuzzled her besties ear, "Wanna 69 on your desk?"

"SHIT!" Josie jumped at her assailant, "DON'T DO THAT." 69 did sound appealing. Eyes flaring Josie realized Carl was present and behaved herself. "Hi Carl. You could have warned me I was being ambushed, now I need to go pee."

"She wanted to see where you worked. I'm giving her a complementary tour."

"So, you hired her?"

"Not so fast." He smirked.

"He said he'd only hire me if you and I had a threesome with him." Piper bluffed her friend.

"OH REALLY? Carl..." Josie dropped her jaw knowing that was a bluff. Carl loved his wife too much.

"You know I didn't say that." He grimaced.

Piper giggled and hugged Josie from behind, "No, but he's thinking about it now."

"Behave yourself." Josie turned to face Piper then looked her over, "OH MY GOD! You wore this to your interview? I can see your body underneath the dress."

"She loves the fine details." Piper winked at Carl. Gritting her teeth at Carl, Josie apologized for her new friend without saying a single word. Carl understood but still winked back at Josie as well. Josie tried her best to read minds but was not doing so hot.

"Carl here is changing the dress code. Now you can wear some of my clothes."

"You're taller than me even without heels. Besides that, you're chestier than I am."

"90% of my dresses are this short so you won't be that off Shorty."

"I have my own wardrobe thank you very much." Josie rolled her eyes grinning. "So, you're truly changing the dress code?" Carl shook his head.

"One day a week I'll let the students wear things less restrictive. Don't push it Cherry. Need I remind you that you're still unemployed?"

"School Board." Piper grimaced, "Put in a good word for me Lover?"

"Lover?" Josie sheepishly grinned, "I'll do what little I can." She blushed in front of Carl then turned her back to him in order to whisper, "You're terrible." Piper shared a smug expression, yes, she was. Once the lover comment sank in Josie turned to Carl, "So, one day a week I can dress... sexy?" She hinted, already knowing Carl had often told her to dress skimpier that he gave her that freedom. Her skirts were getting shorter but still needed to be shorter.

"NOPE!" Piper out ruled Carl, "We can look sexy every day, the students once a week, but we can work on that."

"Oh my God! Piper stop, you're going to ruin your chances here at Horton-Dexter."

"Pffft!" She disagreed, "Carl won't let me go."

"Is that true Carl?" Josie stared without blinking.

"Not my call. If the board keeps her, she's MINE!" He loved playing tough as nails. It was his decision who he hired as long as the credentials were proven worthy. To be honest even Josie knew but kept his secret. The real board stayed out of everything unless it was impossible to avoid. To them it was just a paycheck, and they were being paid well. Better than most schools.

"Oooo! Carl, I love the Drill Instructor. You have my ATTENTION." She salutes him clicking her heels together as if she had just enlisted, her tits dancing amid her swift stance. "He likes my Mount Crushmore. All I need is a few faces to rest on my boulders... shoulders."

"This is crazy. Stop it Piper before I need to go change my panties."

"Who needs them. Just take them off."

"Drawing the line, Cherry." Carl intervened before she could actually remove her own undies.

"Buzzkill!" She razzed him.

"I need to go make some calls to the Board about your position. Josie? Do you have time to take Piper on the rest of her tour? I'm not trusting her in the halls by herself."

"He thinks I'm going to be a bad influence."

"He's right, you will be." Josie chuckles, "Yes, I think I can make a quick tour before my next class."

"Introduce me too Roman. I want to see what's so special about him."

"Ummmm! Can I have my own... playmate?"

"Tell that to Henry." Piper tweaks her friend's nose.

"I did actually. You already know that he's okay as long as I tell him who I see and when. We've agreed to be open in our marriage going forward." Wink! Wink!

"Good, then I can ask him over to fuck my brains out more often."

"Bitch!" Josie did her own razzing. In doing so Piper lunged into her and licked her tongue across Josie's.

"Takes one to lick one."

"Jesus Christmas!" Carl rolled his eyes, "Just lock your classroom door before you two rape one another."

Laughing as Carl takes his leave Piper bounces in step, "We are so going to rule this place."

"I need this job, Piper. Try not to get me fired."

"Short skirts, noooooo panties." Piper teases her grabbing her hands and circling each other in step. "You know you want to tease your students."

"What makes you think I don't already?"

"No panties on?"

"Dammit! No, not yet. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my fingers away from my pussy if I don't wear panties. Especially if my class witnesses the fact."

"Carl wants to put me in charge of Detention every day."

"As if the classroom isn't packed enough as it is. I had to take over one day two weeks ago and I had 18 students fighting even in Detention. Little ole' me can't fight off some of these guys."

"Why fight? Let them fight over you instead." She points at her lower half, "No panties."

"STOOOOOOOOOOOP!" Josie hissed then took Piper by her hand, "Tour. We need to get our minds out of the gutter." Leaving her classroom Josie pointed out different classes, which led to brief introductions to a number of other teacher's. Four men, two women. Science guy Roger Dundee whom Piper referred to as Donedid. He fell in love at Hi. Home Economics teacher Elsa Coones, in her early 60's but polite and less than offended by Piper's attire. A compliment offered was heartfelt. Thirdly, Wood Shop teacher and basketball coach Damon Rice, an African American male that reminded her far too much of her ex-husband Davon. In name as well as size, being 6'3, 220, Damon was a big boy with more muscle than belly. Piper knew she needed to stay away from him, it was just too close for comfort.

Fourth teacher Kevin Fowler was a meek, shy man in his early 40's, receding hairline, he reminded Piper of an elder Charlie Brown, awkward but cheery. He was more into being a teacher than being flirty. He taught Spanish. Piper considered him a personal challenge. Finally, on the second floor Josie introduced Piper to another shy one just down the hall.

"This is Mimi, our resident Art Teacher. Mimi, I'd like you to meet Piper Cherry, she might become our new School Counsellor."

"Hi Mimi." Piper was cordial, noting the woman's shyness, even her glasses needed lifted more often than not on the bridge of her nose.

"Hello." Mimi Alexander was one of those hidden gems. Nerdy looking until her hair was let down. She had a killer body for only being 5 foot even, a respectable set of 34C's to light the way. Thin but not scrawny she had everything going for her but a personality. Blushing heavily Mimi tried her best to overcome her obvious nerves. "I... like your dress."

"Everyone does. You should wear dresses like mine, you're beautiful."

"I couldn't. Thank you though."

"Why not? Those skirts to the ankles have to be horrible in this heat."

"They are, but I..."

"You look fine Mimi. Don't let Piper change you."

"Why not?" Piper winced, "Look at these cheekbones." She dared to place a finger under the woman's chin and tilt her cheeks side to side, "Mimi here could be the next top model. Don't hide it Sweetheart." Mimi was probably the youngest teacher at Horton-Dexter at age 24. Raised in the Church but hardly religious she just chocked everything up to how her parents raised her. Admitting that verbally gave Piper a reason to empathize. "I was that way too. My parents were... demanding. Once I left home, I never looked back. Do you have your own place?"

"I live with my mother. My father passed away and my mother has poor health."

"Start by getting your own apartment Sweetie."

"Piper, stop." Josie felt she was pushing Mimi too hard, not knowing her.

"Hey! Who's the... hope to be Counsellor here? If I can't Counsel people, I'm no good to this place. Sorry, Mimi, I'm not just going to counsel the kids."

"I'm not upset. I know I should... get out more. I want to but... my shyness gets in the way."

"You and I are going to spend a lot of time together Mimi."

"We are?"

"Yep! You just do your thing for now, but I'll be in touch. Even if I don't get the job, I'm going to be your friend."

"I-I'd like that. I really don't have any friends. Just Mommy and my cats. Well, LeAnne."

"Well, I have a dog on his way from Atlanta you can drop over and wrestle with him."

"Lap dog?"

"Ehhh? More of a slap dog. He's a big Rottweiler puppy with a soul of gold. So, yeah slap dog. As tiny as you are you might end up as his chew toy."

"Oh, my!"

"You're scaring the poor girl, Piper."

"No, she's not. I always wanted a dog, but my family are not dog lovers." Stepping over to an art pad on Mimi's desk Piper writes her number down.

"That's how you can reach me, if you ever just need to talk. Do you like wine?"

"Yes."

"Good! Josie can bring a bottle over from her wine cellar and we can all get drunk and silly."

"Why are Henry and I your personal liquor cabinet?" Josie frowns.

"Because I'll be paying for the male strippers."

"Whoaaaa!" Mimi dropped her jaw, "I-I've never been to one of those... places."

"They come to us Sweetie."

"To us you mean." Josie corrected her.

"She's so clueless sometimes." A gentle pelt of her palm to Josie's head offered insight.

"Ohhhhhhhh! I'm in." Josie giggled.

"How about you Mimi?"

"I'll break my piggy bank for dollar bills."

"That's the spirit."

Mimi giggled and awkwardly blurts out, "AMEN!" She then gnashed her teeth, "Sorry, raised in the Church."

"God?" Piper pressed her hands into a prayer, "Let us save this poor girl. Hands on even."

The trio laughed until Josie noted the time. "We better keep moving I have another class in less than thirty minutes. Care to see the gym?"

"Roman?"

"He's probably at lunch. I believe the girls Coach is working with the cheerleaders about now. They meet over lunch to work on routines."

"Cheerleaders, huh? Sounds fun." A timid hug with Mimi, Piper whispered, "Time to live Sweetie." Mimi trembled like a leaf. Once gone she snatched up her cell and put Piper's number in her contact list. Staring at the number she sent a rapid cheesy emoji grin and nothing else. Piper would find it later and wink back. Emoji wars were on the rise.

Heading back to the main level Josie introduced her to a few more teacher's, including Dewey for a second time. Piper tormented him by tugging his beard and pampering him with a "He's a good lil' puppy." Dewey actually howled to be goofy. Josie could only frown, he was so not her type. Great friends though!

Reaching the gymnasium students were loitering in the bleachers watching a squad of cheerleaders performing in their uniforms. Stopping to watch the girls chanting and doing somersaults Piper recalled her glory days. It was then she saw the school's banner. "Horton-Dexter Swallows? You have got to be kidding me." She noted a large cartoon Barn Swallow up on the East wall of the gym above the bleachers.

"Yeah, we're still living that down. That's Bad Bird on the wall, he's, our mascot. Swallows fits some of us though." Josie sneaks in a sly pinch to Piper's bare ass making her squeal and laugh, hugging her buddy close.

"I love you, Josie McKellen."

"Same here Piper Cherry."

Sizing up the squad in performance Piper puckered her lip, "The girls are actually pretty good. I could think of a few routines that might spice things up."

"Voice of experience or just your hormones?"

"Both. I... did some cheerleading in my days."

"Ruth is getting too old to be Coaching these girls. Maybe you should volunteer to take over."

"I don't know about that."

"Hold up." Josie tenses, "Is that Sable wearing one of my halter tops?" Jaw dropping, she starts to grow angry until Piper steps in front of her holding her back.

"Slow down Pussycat. For the record Dakota's wearing one too. Don't you dare yell at them. They're just trying to find their identities."

"While the boys here find their idenTITTIES?" Josie snapped.

"Damn! Why didn't I think of that comeback? Listen to me. Before you go off headstrong realize that your girls are what 18 in less than a few weeks? They need to feel grown up. I've noticed how both you and Henry treat them like they're fifteen."

"They act fifteen that's why. Come on Piper, you see how the boys here... look around you... every dick here is hard just looking at you."

"And you my hot friend. You know they want you too."

"That's not... yeah, I know they do. Dammit! I just don't want my girls growing up to be like me."

"A slut?"

"Don't, just...fuck you...yes a slut like me." She couldn't resist giggling at how right Piper was.

"Counsellor Cherry on duty, to educate the booty."

"Piper come on. You don't have children; a mother just wants what's best for her kids."

"I'm fully aware. I do have a mother. She always pressured me to be what I'm not. As you can see, she didn't win that one."

"So, you're saying I won't win if I punish my kids for being... adults."

"Correct! Let them breath Sweetheart."

"But so much skin showing."

"Just their backs."

"Come on I can see the sides of Sable's breasts from here."

"Until you see her topless don't give her grief. Look at her Josie, even I can tell she's nervous wearing it."

"So, Dakota was wearing one too. Shit! Dakota's much more confident than Sable is. Sable has an awkward streak. Yes, I can see her fidgeting, she always bites her lip when she's uneasy. Look, boys are moving down on the bleachers to get a better look at her."

"Could be the cheerleaders they're checking out." Piper knew differently but was trying to prevent Josie from humiliating her kid. "Just let this play out, Sable might never do this again after today."

"Stop playing Angel on my shoulder."

"Don't you have a class to teach?"

"SHIT! Yes." She spots the gyms clock on the wall near the downstairs exit. "I have to go, or my class will throw a party."

"Then be their party favor. Relax, I'll stay here until she leaves without interfering. If those boys give her trouble, I'll step in."

"Can you find your way back to Carl's office?"

"I'll just ask some cutes boys for directions if I can't."

"Right! They'll guide you into a broom closet and join you there."

"Kinky! There's broom for both of us Slut."

"Just handle this delicately."

"That's NOT what she said." Piper intentionally pulls Josie's hair back and makes her laugh, "Fuck you, Piper."

"After school if you feel chummy."

"Roman. Maybe... after." A droll wink led Josie back to her class. Piper however took a tight stroll closer toward Sable. Just as she heard a whistle to her right Piper found a few familiar faces, some of the jocks from earlier.

"For mwah?" Piper grew flirty.

"Hell yes for Mwah!" Toby Mellon patted a spot on the bleachers between he and another football player named Darryl Priest. "Take a seat, we promise to bite."

"The cheerleaders are good." She motioned other students aside so she could climb carefully over the two rows of seats to reach the boys and actually sat between them, three more boys the next row up hovering over her to peer down at her cleavage. Leaning back on her elbows only made the panorama even hotter. Piper didn't even bother to adjust her cleavage or her skirt. When taking the seat, she fanned her skirt up in back to avoid sitting on it. Those boys behind her saw bare ass, her G-string band lost in her crack. In stretching out more, her heels poised out before her on the bleacher below between those she passed to reach her station. That skirt rode high in front and those students by her feet couldn't resist turning to get a glimpse. Piper said nothing nor acknowledged their curiosity.

"Not bad!" Darryle Priest spoke up, "They'd be better if Robin would quit being bitchy toward their Coach."

"Ruth?"

"Yeah, Ruth's like 62 and still thinks she's limber enough to lead those skanks."

"Josie suggested I take over for Ruth should Carl hire me as School Counsellor."

"Oh, fuck yeah! I bet you'd look fine as hell in a cheerleader outfit." Darryl praised her.

Piper decided to lean back further yet with her elbows competing with feet, guys parting their legs to give her room to ease back, "I don't know." Planting her six-inch heels on the seat in front she parted her legs to appear just how the boys were all setting. Now she noticed her foot soldiers below. Flipping her tongue at them she fanned her knees from side to side just to be evil. "You don't mind if I kick back with you kind gentlemen, do you?"