[Fiction] The Field Trip

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very happy... good thing i had tissues nearby..

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Before I continue, I should explain that the reason I'm going into detail about locations and routes is because there will probably be people on here who live in that area and they are bound to say "Oh, you've got that wrong" if I get it wrong.

Also, one or two locations are fictional and that is just to protect the identities of people who may or may not live there.

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Part 42


Mike drove along minor roads past Loweswater and into High Lorton and from there along the Whinlatter Pass towards Keswick and Derwent Water. This was a shorter route to Borrowdale than the route the bus was taking through Cockermouth and, despite his earlier stop, Mike guessed that he might even get to Borrowdale before the bus arrived.

He was right.

Turning off the main road onto a parking area near the village of Grange, he turned to Jill.

“What now?” Jill asked. “You’re not expecting me to...”

Mike interjected. “No,” he said, “Not here. We’ll wait for the bus. It has to pass here in order to get to Borrowdale.”

Jill nodded. “I need to stretch my legs.” She opened the passenger side door and got out of the car.

Mike joined her and they walked out to a point where they could still see the road.

“This has turned out to be a bit of a mess, hasn’t it?” Jill said.

Mike took her hand and squeezed it. “What do you mean?”

“Well,” Jill continued, “You’re married. I was a virgin until last night...”

“Your point being?”

“We’re colleagues,” Jill said, “We have to work together at the same school. We have to face each other each day. When we’re in the staff room with the other teachers, we have to pretend there’s nothing going on.”

“Is something going on?” Mike said.

Jill pulled her hand away from his. “Are you going to use those condoms I gave you?”

“Were they purchased on my credit card?” Mike asked.

“No,” Jill said, “I got them out of my own money.”

“Then you deserve to get some enjoyment from them.” Mike took the pack of condoms from his pocket. “The least you deserve is three moments of pure pleasure.”

“You’re not taking this seriously,” Jill said, viewing the scenery.

“Yes I am,” Mike said, “Right now, I think my marriage is...” he paused, searching for the right word, “...unstable.”

“What do you mean?” Jill looked back at him. “I thought you loved your wife.”

“Oh, I do,” Mike admitted, “I love her more than anything but...” He couldn’t tell Jill what had happened because it would mean telling her about the photos he took of her. “I need to wait until I speak to her before I know for sure. Until then, I have needs... and I suspect you have needs too.”

Jill put her arms round him and kissed him on the mouth.

They kissed for several seconds and then Mike pulled away.

“The bus,” Mike said.

Jill looked towards the road. The bus had just passed them.

They hurried back to the car. Mike hoped that no-one on the bus had seen them kissing. It would be awkward, to say the least.

The bus pulled into the same parking area where Mike had parked.

By the time the bus doors had opened and John Carson had stepped off the vehicle onto the tarmac, Mike and Jill were waiting for them.

“Good afternoon,” Mike said.

“So you got here then?” Carson said.

Jane Powell climbed off the bus and led the pupils off in an orderly fashion.

“How did you get here so quick?” Jane said to Mike.

“I took a short cut,” he said. “What’s the itinerary for the day?”

“Derwent Water,” Jane said, “And the Lodore Falls. We’ve got three hours here before we make our way back.”

The road they were on, the B5289, doubled back up towards Cockermouth, so they wouldn’t have to go back through Keswick again.

“Four groups of five,” Carson chipped in. “We’ll take five of them each. That way they’ll be more manageable.”

“What are we doing?” Jane asked.

“Hill-walking,” Carson said, “With a hint of orienteering.”

Each of the teachers selected their five charges and arranged their tasks for the day and John Carson, the ever-resourceful Geography teacher, handed the teachers a selection of maps and compasses.

Mike wanted Emma and Sarah in his group but not the other girls from their dorm, so he carefully selected Emma and Sarah and a girl from the other female dorm, Zoe Mortimer. His other two were boys, Ryan and Liam.

“What are we doing, Sir?” Zoe asked.

“Hiking,” Mike replied. “With a hint of orienteering.”

“Oh, no,” Zoe moaned. She was somewhat overweight.

“It’ll be fun,” Mike said. He handed each member of his group a map and a compass, which John Carson had thoughtfully provided for everyone.

“What do we do with these?” Ryan asked.

“You use them,” Mike said snidely, “To find your way over the moors and hills. The route is marked on the map. You have one hour to return to this spot.”

“Can we start?” Liam asked.

“Yes,” Mike said, “You have one hour from now. Don’t get lost and stay as close to the route as possible.” He paused and then said, “To make it more competitive, there’ll be two teams - Ryan, Liam and Zoe in Team One and Emma, Sarah and myself in Team Two.”

Ryan, Liam and Zoe separated slightly from the others.

“Team One may start now,” Mike said.

When Ryan, Zoe and Liam turned to leave, Mike tapped Emma and Sarah on their shoulders. They both stood where they were.

Mike waited until the other three had gone and then turned to Emma and Sarah. “Where’s my phone?” he said.

“I’ve got it,” Emma said. “If you do what we say, I’ll call your wife and tell her I sent those pictures to her. You had no part in it. I stole your phone and took the pictures and sent them to her because you pissed me off about something. You’ll be off the hook.”

“What do you want from me?” Mike asked.

“You’re our slave for the rest of the week,” Emma suggested.

“Good thinking, Em,” Sarah said.

“If you agree, I’ll call your wife tonight and get you off the hook,” Emma told Mike.

“Okay,” Mike said.

“Great,” Emma said. “Your first task is to let us win this race. We stay here and when the others get back, we say we got back first.”

“We don’t look sweaty or out of breath, Em,” Sarah pointed out.

“Don’t worry,” Emma said, “Mike’s next task will ensure that we’re both out of breath and sweaty.”


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[jklivin]

Exceptionally written this and your other current story I look forward to following both

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Part 43



Following their first sex session, Chris took Laura down to the hotel restaurant for a meal. As Chris was paying, Laura chose the most expensive items on the menu; things that she would never have considered trying otherwise.

They chatted more. They found out more about each other.

Laura made no effort to hide the fact that she was married; she still wore her wedding ring. She found out that Chris, too, was married. His wife was in her early fifties, they had been married for twenty years, their marriage was going stale. Chris wanted things that his wife couldn’t, or wouldn’t give him. He wanted someone younger but not a serious relationship just a bit of fun to break the monotony.

“Why not just pay for a prostitute?” Laura asked him.

“I’ve tried that,” Chris said, “But there’s even some things that they won’t do.”

This is new, Laura thought. She assumed that prostitutes would do anything if you paid them enough. “Like what?” she asked.

“Well, they prefer you to use condoms,” Chris said, “I prefer to go without, so I can feel myself inside the girl.” He took a sip of his wine. “Also, a lot of prostitutes don’t like kissing on the mouth. I don’t know why.”

Laura took a sip of her own wine. It was an expensive bottle.

“Also, most prostitutes, even the younger ones look a bit haggard. They’ve been well-used and I guess most of them are on drugs and the like.” Another sip of his wine.

Laura just nodded as Chris explained things.

“But the main thing is that you’re under time pressure and, once you’ve come, they say goodbye and prepare for their next customer, leaving me...”

“Wanting more?” Laura completed the sentence.

“Yes,” Chris said, “Only I then have to pay for more. I might just as well find someone online who’s into the same things as I am and take my time enjoying her company.”

“And that’s where I come in?” Laura said.

“Yes,” Chris said. “I don’t mind paying for the hotel hospitality because that’s the only cost to me. The escorts, the girls who may possibly stay with me all night, charge a lot more and I have to pay for the hotel on top of that. Twice the cost.”

“What if I said I wanted you to pay me?” Laura smiled.

“I’d say you’re very much worth it,” Chris smiled back. He put his hand on hers and squeezed. “But why are you here?”

“To teach my husband a lesson,” Laura admitted.

“I won’t press you further,” Chris said.

“You realise this is only a one-off, don’t you?” Laura said.

“I know,” Chris said, “That’s why I want to get as much out of it as possible. Let’s go back up to bed.”

They finished their meal and made their way back to the room.

As soon as they were in the room, Laura stripped off. “I’m going for a shower,” she said, “You’re welcome to join me.”

Laura went into the en suite bathroom and turned on the water. As soon as it was warm enough she stepped under it and felt the water refreshing her body. She rubbed shower gel over her body and massaged it into her skin.

The door opened and Chris, now naked, entered the bathroom and approached the shower.

As he stepped in with her, Laura put her hand on his semi-erect cock and started to stroke it.

Chris’ fingers found Laura’s loose cunt and had no problem entering her. He expertly stimulated her clit, bringing it out to its full length.

Laura shuddered slightly as the sensation ran through her but she continued to masturbate Chris.

Chris kissed Laura’s breasts and nipples. as she brought him to a swift climax. He gasped with pleasure as he came. The white ejaculate mixed with the foam from the shower gel.

“What do we do now?” Chris said, as his cock began to contract, “You’ve just wasted a perfectly good erection.”

“I still need more servicing,” Laura said.

Laura turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She only bothered to lightly towel dry herself and then, without covering herself, she went and lay on the bed.

Chris dried himself off and climbed onto the bed.

As Chris lowered his mouth to her cunt, Laura gripped the back of his head. There was no way she was going to let him come up for air until he’d done his job.

They had all night yet, Laura thought, and, as Chris’ tongue satisfied her, she wondered how many more times she’d be fucked by him before they’d say their goodbyes.

Idly, she also wondered if the lad on the bus, Jason, would call her tomorrow. She prayed that he would.

Laura was brought back to reality when the door opened and a laundry cart, being pushed by a young female maid, entered the room.

Laura and the maid locked eyes on each other and Laura realised that she was naked on the bed with the equally-naked Chris licking her out. The maid could see everything but Chris was unaware.

What do I do now? Laura wondered.


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[jklivin]

Fabulous, what does Laura do next???? 😁

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Fabulous, what does Laura do next???? ��

Let's find out, shall we?

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Part 44


Laura tapped her lover on the head but, due to his position, Chris could only grunt.

The maid was the first to speak. “I’m sorry,” she said with a foreign accent but in excellent English, “I thought the room was empty. Guests usually out during day.”

“Chris?” Laura tapped him on the head again.

Chris rose from Gemma’s cunt and looked round at the new arrival.

Laura also studied the girl. “You’re pretty.”

“Thank you,” the maid said.

The maid appeared to be about late teens and had a swarthy complexion and long dark hair which fell past her shoulders. If the laundry cart were not sufficient, a navy blue tunic, with the hotel logo on it, and a matching skirt identified her as a hotel employee.

“Did you put the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door?” Laura asked Chris.

“No,” Chris said.

“I have come for laundry,” the maid said.

“None here,” Laura said, trying to stifle a laugh, “We only have the clothes we arrived in.”

The maid glanced down at the clothes littering the floor. “So I see.”

“Newly-weds,” Laura said, waving the hand with her wedding ring on.

The maid nodded. She looked embarrassed. She turned to leave.

“Don’t go,” Laura said suddenly.

The maid looked back. “Sorry?”

“What’s your name?” Laura asked.

“Elena,” the maid said.

“I’m Laura,” Laura said, “And this hunky dynamo...” she tapped Chris on the head again, “is Chris.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Elena said.

“How old are you?” Laura asked her.

“Seventeen,” the maid said.

Laura thought for a moment. “Lock the door and come and join us.”

“What?” Chris said.

“I’m sure you’d love to fuck a nubile young seventeen-year-old...” she looked up at Elena and asked her, “Virgin?”

Elena nodded. “Yes,” she said.

Laura tapped the bed. “Come here.”

Chris now sat up, his flaccid cock hanging between his thighs.

“I... I have... work to do,” Elena said.

“That can wait,” Laura said, “Come here or I’ll tell the hotel manager you tried to rob us.”

“Please don’t,” Elena said. She was genuinely scared. “I have only been work here for a few weeks. I need the money. I come from Romania. Parents are poor. Rely on...”

Laura interjected. “Lock the door and come here then.”

Elena locked the door and approached the bed. “Please,” she said, “I...”

“Strip off,” Laura ordered her.

“I cannot,” Elena said.

Laura reached for the bedside telephone. “Guess I’ll have to call the manager then.” She picked up the telephone handset.

“Wait,” Elena said, “Okay. I will.”

Laura replaced the handset and slid her legs across to a sitting position. “Strip off,” she repeated. “I’ve seen it all before. So has Chris, I’m guessing.”

Throughout this exchange, Chris had remained silent, staring at the young maid, but he now spoke. “Yes,” he said, “I have.”

Laura caught his eye. “You’ve seen a naked seventeen-year-old?”

Chris nodded. “And a sixteen-year-old and a...”

“Spare me the countdown,” Laura said. She turned her attention back to the maid.

Elena had started to strip. She had removed her tunic and was unbuttoning the skirt.

Very soon, she was standing in just a bra and panties.

“And those,” Laura said, “I want to see you in all your glory, Elena.”

Elena completed the strip and soon stood completely naked in front of the two guests.

Laura studied Elena’s body. She was slim, her breasts were small and her cunt was covered in dark hair. “Very nice,” Laura said, “You could do with a bit of trimming down below, I think.”

Elena just stood there silently.

“You’ll do for now, though,” Laura added.

“What now?” Elena asked quietly.

“Now, Elena,” Laura smiled, “you lose your virginity.”


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[jklivin]

Gotta love a scorned woman as long as it's not directed at me 😁

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Part 45

Chris and Laura hopped off the bed and Laura gestured for Elena to get onto it.

Elena seemed hesitant at first but Laura knew the threat of reporting her as a thief to the hotel manager was enough to keep her in control.

Elena got onto the bed and lay down. “Please do not hurt,” she pleaded.

“Spread your legs,” Laura said, ignoring the girl’s appeal.

Elena opened her legs and allowed Laura to get in between them. Laura nestled her face in the girl’s hairy cunt and probed the bushy mound for an opening. She came up for air. “That’s disgusting,” she said, spitting out a dark pubic hair from her mouth, “You should have had a shower first.”

“Can I...?”

“Not now,” Laura said, interrupting Elena. Laura reached down for her bag and pulled out a small pair of nail scissors.

Laura always carried the scissors in case she snagged a fingernail and needed to trim it. However, she now needed to trim something else.

“Stay still,” Laura warned, “These scissors are sharp.”

It took Laura some time to trim Elena’s pubes to an acceptable state and, when she had finished and had put the scissors away, she brushed the hairs from the bed and onto the carpet.

“Leave that for the cleaners when we’ve gone,” Laura said, “It’ll give them something to think about.”

She went down on Elena again, to be greeted with the newly-trimmed pubes.

This time, Laura probed Elena’s labia with her tongue. Using her fingers to part the outer lips, Laura managed to delve inside Elena’s cunt and she soon found the elusive clitoris.

Laura’s tongue began stimulating Elena’s clit and, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chris kissing the girl’s small breasts. His cock was once again hard.

Laura raised her head. “Leave that,” she said, “Put your cock in my arse.”

As Laura went down on the girl once more, she saw Chris moving round to the rear. Laura worked her tongue on Elena’s clit and she felt Chris’ cock being positioned between her buttocks.

As Chris pushed inside her anus, Laura’s tongue movements got faster and she tasted the young girl’s sweet juices.

Elena moaned as the first surge of orgasm hit her.

Laura moaned as her most private orifice was penetrated for the first time.

Chris moaned when he felt himself twitching inside Laura’s arse.

The hotel room was filled with moans of pleasure.

Then, as soon as it had begun, it ended.

Chris came inside Laura’s arse and withdrew his cock.

Laura retracted her tongue from Elena’s cunt. Elena just remained lying on the bed with her legs spread.

Laura turned to Chris. “As soon as you get hard again, fuck her.”

Chris was obviously not going to complain about that. Instead, he just nodded. “Yes,” he said.

Laura took his cock in her hand and started to stroke it. “Lick me out,” she said, “Elena’s had her pleasure, now give me some more.” Laura lay back on the bed beside Elena. “Stay there,” she said to the girl, “Don’t move.”

Chris went down on Laura, pushing his tongue inside her already-soaking cunt.

Laura could see, from the corner of her eye, Elena watching intently. Laura smiled.

Chris flicked his tongue across Laura’s clit and sparked a shudder from her. Laura moaned again. “Do it, Chris,” she muttered under her breath.

Chris soon brought Laura to another earth-shattering orgasm. Laura gripped the bed covers until her knuckles went white and her face reddened as she climaxed over Chris’ tongue.

Chris finally came up for air. He shuffled up the bed, on his knees, until he was over Laura’s face and then he allowed Laura to suck on his cock to get it hard again.

As soon as he was hard enough, Laura released him from her mouth. “Fuck the virgin,” she said.

Chris obeyed. Positioning himself between Elena’s still-spread legs, he pushed his cock inside her cunt without any form of foreplay. He gave several thrusts before he came inside the girl.

This time, Elena gave no sign of having come. She just lay there and allowed Chris to do what came naturally.

Chris removed his cock from her cunt and lowered his head to her labia. He started to lick her, first on the outside of her lips and then pushing his tongue into the crevice.

Laura just watched as Chris serviced the laundry maid. What else can we do while we’re here, she wondered.

Then she remembered the young blonde receptionist who had welcomed them on their arrival. The receptionist had given Laura a knowing look as if she knew what they were there for.

Chris had finished with Elena and had removed his tongue from her.

As soon as they’d finished with Elena, they allowed her to leave with her cart and continue with her duties but with the option of her coming back if they needed her.

“Chris?” Laura said, as soon as Elena had gone, “Do you know the name of that receptionist?”

“Yes,” he said, “Kelly. It was on her name badge.”

Laura knew he’d spot that. “Well, let’s get to know her a bit better,” Laura said with a sly smile.

She called down to reception. “Hello?” she said, “This is Mrs... Smith in room three-one-two...”

She paused to listen.

“Yes,” she continued, “That’s right, is that Kelly, the girl who greeted us when we arrived?”

She listened to the response. “I was wondering if you’d like to meet in the bar for a drink when you come off duty... Yes... Look forward to seeing you.”

Laura hung up the phone.

“Well?” Chris said. “What did she say?”

“She comes off duty in an hour,” Laura said. “She wants a shower first, but she said she’d love to meet us in the bar. In two hours time.”

“What do we do for two hours then?” Chris asked.

“Not what you think, lover boy,” Laura said. “Go and have a shower. I’ll have mine after. If we’ve got time, we can fuck before we meet up with Kelly. If not, maybe after we meet Kelly.”

As soon as Chris had gone into the bathroom, Laura went over to the camcorder. She needed to reset it and recharge it a bit. While it was being charged up, she decided to get dressed again.

It didn’t take her long to slip on her top and skirt, minus her underwear, and she lay on the bed, her head propped up on a pile of pillows, her legs open and her hand up underneath her skirt.

She was highly sexed. That was one of the things that Mike had liked about her. They say that opposites attract but, in the case of sex, both partners need to be very similar in order for it to work. She thought about Mike and then shook him out of her mind. She didn’t want to think about him while she was masturbating.

She didn’t want to think about Chris either... Instead, she found herself thinking about Kelly, the blonde receptionist. She wondered what Kelly was like between the legs and, more importantly, between the sheets.

As soon as she’d brought herself off, she heard the water being turned off so she quickly padded barefoot over to the charging camcorder, reset it and hid it again. She left it switched off for the time being. She had enough footage of her and Chris and, as a bonus, her and Chris and Elena.

She heard Chris peeing into the toilet bowl and idly wondered why he didn’t pee in the shower.

She managed to get back to the bed just as the bathroom door opened and Chris reappeared.

“Your turn, then,” he said, as he searched for his clothes.

“I’ll leave it for now,” Laura said, “Let’s have a quick bite to eat before we meet Kelly. I don’t like drinking on an empty stomach.”

“The way you ate earlier,” Chris said, as he pulled on his jeans, “I’m surprised you’ve got an empty stomach.”

“I work it off quickly,” she said with a wink. “You know that.”

“Yes,” Chris said, slipping his shirt on and buttoning it up. “I very well know it.”

“Let’s go then.”

“Aren’t you going to put on your panties?” Chris asked, holding them up.

Laura shook her head. “I prefer to go commando.”

“Really?” Chris said, with a smile.

“Yes,” Laura said, “Let’s go and find out what Kelly prefers.”


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Part 46


Mike was led to a secluded spot by Emma and Sarah. The two girls seemed to have only one objective on their minds.

“Have you got any condoms?” Emma asked Mike.

Mike did have some. He rummaged in his pocket and produced the pack that Jill had bought for him.

“Nothing like being prepared,” Emma said, “Were you a boy scout, too?”

Mike said nothing. He just opened the pack and took out one of the three condoms.

“Get your kit off,” Emma said to Mike.

“Sorry?”

“Your kit,” Emma repeated, but in a different order, “Get it off.”

“Are you serious?” Mike asked.

“Do you want me to call your wife tonight and get you off the hook with her?” Emma replied.

Mike unfastened his trousers and lowered them to his ankles. There was no bulge in his boxers but he lowered them anyway.

“Looks like we’ve got a bit of work to do, Em,” Sarah said when she saw the flaccid cock, no more than two inches in length.

“It’s cold,” Mike said in his own defence.

Emma nudged Sarah. “Show him your cunt.”

Sarah unfastened her trousers and lowered both them and her panties to her ankles. “it is cold,” she confirmed as she shivered slightly.

“He’ll soon warm you up,” Emma said.

Sarah sat down on the grass. As soon as she’d taken off her boots, trousers and panties, she lay back on the grass and opened her legs.

“Fuck her!” Emma ordered Mike. “Make sure you use a condom.”

Mike took off his own boots, trousers and boxers and settled down in front of the fragrant Sarah. In an effort to improve his chances of success, Emma knelt beside him and began stroking his still-flaccid cock.

Within minutes, Mike’s cock was starting to show some sign of life. It was filling up Emma’s small dainty palm and her actions got faster.

As soon as Mike was fully erect, Emma stopped what she was doing. “Put the condom on,” she said.

Mike extracted a rolled-up condom from its foil wrapper and placed it at the tip of his knob.

Both Emma and Sarah watched as he rolled it down his shaft.

“Get going then,” Emma said, “You’ve got two babes to satisfy and less than an hour to do it.”

Mike lowered himself over Sarah, supporting his weight with his hands and wriggled into position so that his cock was at her crevice. He pushed it in.

Sarah sighed with pleasure.

Mike took several thrusts before he came and, when he withdrew, Emma took the used condom from his cock and slipped it into his jacket pocket.

“Lick her,” Emma said, “She hasn’t come yet.”

Mike moved his head back so that his mouth was over Sarah’s cunt and her probed her with his tongue. There was no denying that he enjoyed fucking Sarah, but he would much prefer to take his time with the girl rather than being rushed.

Sarah tried to grip the grass with her hands as Mike hit her spot. She moaned softly as he stimulated her clit in the same way that he’d done in the dorm the previous night.

Sarah screamed.

“Quiet,” Emma said, “Someone’ll hear.”

Mike raised his head and looked up at Emma. “That okay?”

“Lie back,” Emma said to Mike.

Mike lay back on the grass. His cock was now soft again.

Emma got down beside him and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked on it, trying to get it hard again, and soon getting into a regular rhythm.

It took her some time to get him hard again but she eventually managed it.

As soon as Mike was getting hard again, Emma took another condom from the pack, opened it up and rolled it over his shaft.

Mike watched as Emma stripped off fro the waist down and, positioning her knees either side of Mike, she straddled him and lowered her cunt onto his new erection.

Emma rode Mike for all she was worth, as if her life depended on it.

Mike felt himself coming and he gripped Emma’s waist as she brought him off inside her.

Emma lifted herself off the erection and stood up. Before Mike could recover, she removed the condom and, using her own phone, she took a picture of him in his exposed state.

“What was that for?” Mike wanted to know.

“You never know when it may prove useful,” Emma said. “Come on,” she said, looking at the time,” We’re almost out of time. The others will be back soon.”

They all put their discarded clothes back on and made their way back to the finish point.

“Where’s my phone?” Mike asked.

“Safe and sound in my...” Emma patted her back trousers pocket, “...Oh!...”

“Oh?” Mike said, “What does 'Oh!' mean?”

Emma pulled out her own phone but failed to produce Mike’s.

“Well?” Mike said impatiently.

“It’s gone,” Emma said, “I’ve lost it!”


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[jklivin]

What a treat its been tonight. Thank you for sharing your talents.

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Part 47


Zoe Mortimer had given up. She decided to turn back. There was no way she was going to complete the course in the time given. She could hardly walk a few hundred metres without getting out of breath.

When she arrived back at the car park, there was no-one there. She saw Mr Williams’ car and was about to go and wait by it when she saw a mobile phone on the ground. She picked it up and, out of curiosity, started to browse through the menu.

She recognised some of the names in the directory; they were teachers at school. She guessed it was a teacher’s phone but she didn’t know which one. She went into the photo gallery and got a complete shock when she saw a nude photo of Miss Farrell, the PE teacher. There was also a picture of a female vagina.

Zoe put two and two together and guessed that the vagina was Miss Farrell’s. She attached the pictures to a message and sent them to her own number.

She’d have copies of them in her own inbox soon. She was considering using them to blackmail Miss Farrell into letting her off PE in future.

Zoe hated PE.

She was about to look at the text message inbox to find out who’s phone it was, when it rang.

“Wake up, little Su-uzy, wake up... Wake up, little Su-uzy, wake up...”

She answered it. “Hello?”

“Who’s that?” came the voice at the other end. It sounded like Emma Sullivan.

“Who’s that?” Zoe said, requesting confirmation.

“Have you got Mr Williams’ phone?” Emma said. “Hang on, is that Zoe? Zoe Mortimer?”

Shit, Zoe thought, she knows it’s me. Then she realised what Emma had said. It was Mr Williams’ phone.

“Where are you?” Emma asked. “He’s looking for it.”

Did Emma know what Mr Williams had on his phone, Zoe wondered. “Emma?” she said, “He’s got nude pics of Miss Farrell.”

“Who has?” The voice wasn’t Emma’s and it wasn’t coming from the phone. It was coming from behind Zoe. Tentatively, Zoe turned.

Standing behind her was Mrs Powell.

“I said, who has?” Mrs Powell said. “Who has nude pictures of Miss Farrell?”

Zoe spoke into the phone again. “I’ll call you back.” She ended the call.

“Who has?” Mrs Powell repeated for the third time of asking.

Zoe held out the phone. “Mr... Mr...”

“Mister Mister?” Mrs Powell said, “Isn’t that a pop group or something?”

“Mr Williams,” Zoe spat out.

Mrs Powell took the phone from Zoe and looked into the photo gallery. “Well, well,” she said, trying to stifle her laugh.

Mike appeared from the woodland path.

Jane Powell gestured with her index finger for him to join her.

“Is Mr Williams going to get into trouble?” Zoe asked.

“Go away,” Mrs Powell said to Zoe, “I want a word with Mr Williams alone.”

Zoe was about to make herself scarce when Jane Powell added, “And not a word to anyone, Zoe.”

Zoe disappeared. She wanted to listen in on the conversation but knew it was wise not to. She sat on the opposite side of the car park behind a brick toilet block and took her sandwiches from her back pack.

While she ate her sandwiches, Zoe took out her phone. The pictures had arrived in her inbox. She looked at them and then glanced back at where Mrs Powell was talking to Mr Williams. She couldn’t hear what they were saying but she didn’t think they were arguing or shouting.

She took another bite of her sandwich and smiled.

Today would be a good day, she thought, the start of a new life for Zoe. She just had to wait for the right moment to approach Miss Farrell with her ultimatum.

God, these sandwiches taste good, she thought.



To be continued...

[jklivin]

I sense something evil is being awaken.