Benicia's Bodacious Bawdy First Day in High School
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
Chapters:
12
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
20,610
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
"Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited."
Home
When Benicia arrived home all she wanted to do was go straight to bed.
"Just a moment, young lady," said her mother. "We need to talk."
"Not now, Mom," said Benicia.
"Get over here and sit down!" said her mother. Benicia sighed and sat on the sofa.
"The school called. You never showed up for any of your classes!"
Benicia's mouth dropped open.
"What are you talking about? I most certainly did go to my classes!"
"Don't lie to me, Benicia! After you left, I decided to follow you to make sure you got on the bus. I saw the school bus pull up to the corner. Six boys and girls were waiting there, and you were not one of them. They boarded the bus and it left. I didn't see you anywhere! I figured that maybe you decided to walk. But later the school called me and said you never showed up."
"Mom, I got on the bus! I was the only one on board! And I was the only student in all of my classes! If anyone ditched school, it was all the other students! Not me! I was there!"
"Go to your room! I won't put up with your lies! Just wait until your father gets home!"
Benicia shook with anger and frustration as she went to her room.
What would puzzle her for the rest of her days was that the yellow school bus, its driver, the school that she attended that day and all of the staff and teachers there could not be found again.
She caught a school bus the next day with other students, but it had a different driver. The school was a regular normal school with normal teachers. The classes had regular lessons, some boring, some interesting.
Benicia thought of her bizarre experience at that high school and wondered it were nothing more than a massive erotic dream.
In another part of town another young girl waited at a bus stop. A yellow school bus pulled up and the door opened. She boarded and the doors closed. The driver took his lone passenger to her first day at a high school where the teachers waited with their desk drawers filled with condoms.
THE END
"Just a moment, young lady," said her mother. "We need to talk."
"Not now, Mom," said Benicia.
"Get over here and sit down!" said her mother. Benicia sighed and sat on the sofa.
"The school called. You never showed up for any of your classes!"
Benicia's mouth dropped open.
"What are you talking about? I most certainly did go to my classes!"
"Don't lie to me, Benicia! After you left, I decided to follow you to make sure you got on the bus. I saw the school bus pull up to the corner. Six boys and girls were waiting there, and you were not one of them. They boarded the bus and it left. I didn't see you anywhere! I figured that maybe you decided to walk. But later the school called me and said you never showed up."
"Mom, I got on the bus! I was the only one on board! And I was the only student in all of my classes! If anyone ditched school, it was all the other students! Not me! I was there!"
"Go to your room! I won't put up with your lies! Just wait until your father gets home!"
Benicia shook with anger and frustration as she went to her room.
What would puzzle her for the rest of her days was that the yellow school bus, its driver, the school that she attended that day and all of the staff and teachers there could not be found again.
She caught a school bus the next day with other students, but it had a different driver. The school was a regular normal school with normal teachers. The classes had regular lessons, some boring, some interesting.
Benicia thought of her bizarre experience at that high school and wondered it were nothing more than a massive erotic dream.
In another part of town another young girl waited at a bus stop. A yellow school bus pulled up and the door opened. She boarded and the doors closed. The driver took his lone passenger to her first day at a high school where the teachers waited with their desk drawers filled with condoms.
THE END