School Girls' Stories - New Generation

Chapter 61 – Boarding School Life

Unfortunately for Yuna and Harmony’s plans, they learned things they had not been expecting. Why would a male teacher take a position at an all girls’ school when he could work equally efficiently at an all boys’ school (which would spread the rumors of him being gay) or a co-ed private school? Why would a man want to surround himself with teenage girls all of the time? For very obvious reasons that parents do not want to think of because they expect if they are paying this kind of money they should be receiving the best in help. They forget the whole reason they sent these girls away was not out of love, or efficiency, or out of decency. It was to keep them away from the woes that made them what they are. This left them open and vulnerable. This was a young female prison for the women who were expected to be better then the girls in actual juvenile prisons. They were rich, they were beautiful, and they were all prey for the teachers of the school, who mostly were male. Harmony had three female teachers out of seven and Yuna only had two. The rest were men who composed themselves with dignity but rumors were fast spreading of their actual nature.

“Mr. Horner is the worst,” Cathy said as she, Yuna, Harmony, and two other girls crowded into one of the dorm rooms that night. “Not sexually, but predatory wise. He has a different girl every week.”

“Too easy,” Yuna brushed off. “We need to work on someone a little harder than that.”

“Why?” asked the little tiny red-head with the innocent face, making her the perfect vixen. “You just wanted something as proof, right?”

“I’ll do Mr. Horner,” Harmony said flatly. “And whoever else I can.”

“Wow, you two really are out there!” laughed the blonde in the lead, Marilyn. She prided herself in being as close to Marilyn Monroe as possible in looks, she came very very close.

“Yuna was right, I was holding on to some false love,” Harmony sniffed. “No reason to keep wanting something I can not have, so I will take everything I can.”

“I want something harder to get,” Yuna insisted again.

“Then you have to play harder to get,” Vicki, the little red-haired fox, argued. “The hardest one here is the principal and he likes his girl’s innocent.”

“You should know,” Cathy snorted. “You are the only one lucky enough to get that one.”

Vicki smiled then looked over at Yuna. “He thought I was innocent and that I was one of the girls sent here because my parents mistook this to be a good school. They never wanted to admit their daughter was manipulative and having sex with men to get what she wanted. I was having fun ruining men’s lives. I was going to ruin the principal, but he wasn’t worth it,” she grumped the last part.

“All right, well we need a video camera and a regular camera, we need to prove our actions,” Yuna insisted. “We need your help to watch us.”

“This is sick, you know,” Marilyn pointed out. “All because two men have fucked you two up?”

“And our parents,” Yuna pointed out. “If our parents had been more understanding then this never would have happened.”

“Oh yes, can’t forget to blame the parents,” Cathy nodded. “It’s my parents’ fault I’m here. My mom was tired of me sleeping with my step-father and my step-brother so she sent me away.”

Yuna smiled knowingly. She wondered how much Bliss was going to become like her parents, but she kept it quietly to herself. She looked to her new friends, waiting for answers. They smiled at her and she knew which answer she had.

~*~

For three weeks Yuna acted as innocently as possible. She kept away from her new friends, and they all understood, while Harmony had a little more fun. She had called Ashe three times the last few nights. She lied to Yuna, told her she was calling home, but Yuna listened in on the conversations. She heard Harmony screaming on the phone and crying. Harmony, who had tried to act so tough and unforgiving, could not forget the first man she ever fell in love with. After those first few phone calls though Harmony began to become deflated. She looked miserable and Yuna, hating to act like a friend to a Memeshii, stepped in and did so anyway.

“What did he say?”

“He loves Rhapsody,” Harmony said solemnly. “He flat out just said he’s in love with Rhapsody and to stop calling him. He hates me, I hate him, let us move on.”

Yuna put an arm around the younger girl’s shoulders and said, “So let’s.”

Mr. Horner enjoyed Harmony enough that he was with her longer than a week. Harmony was not the same was the girls he had had before. She was wickedly dark, she was not sure of herself, and she cried their first time because she missed the man she truly loved. Something about a damaged girl made him want her more, and what he did not know was that every time he was with her someone was recording it and taking pictures with a video camera. Even when they were in the bathroom, her backed against the wall and reflected in the mirror, the two were being watched. The girls for all of their bad attitudes were clever.

The last week that Harmony was with Mr. Horner she finally began to enjoy herself and loosen up, but when she began to enjoy it Mr. Horner began to grow bored and it was time for them both to move on. Harmony found another teacher that she began flirting with and seducing and all the while Yuna remained innocent and pure. In reality she was not all that experienced. A few times with Waza, and her first time with a whole chess club, did not mean she knew what she was doing. However, she knew enough to know that the principal was watching her every move as she sashayed around corners and walked with her head down, as if she were afraid to meet someone’s eyes.

“Now what will you do?” Harmony asked of Yuna one evening in their shared room. “Are you going to make a move?”
“Absolutely not,” Yuna laughed. “If there is one thing I learned from Waza it is that the first move is not always best. He seemed to like to break an innocent girl, well, I’ll be that innocent girl again, and more.”

“What more?” Harmony asked a bit interested.

Yuna winked. “You’ll see, and you’ll help me.”

Yuna, the very next day, took over her own manipulation. While Harmony tried to seduce another teacher (by laying across his desk and making herself “open” for him) Yuna went into the principal’s office and apologized profusely for bothering him.

“No need to apologize,” Mr. Thornton said to his young student. He looked up from his paperwork and sat back. He was not as attractive as some of the younger teachers that scattered the school, and were having fun taking advantage of the school girls’ skirts, but he was not a bad looking man. A little round in the middle, a little thin in the hair, the glasses a little thicker than most, and still Yuna could see where there had once been a very attractive man behind all of that, or at least she would prefer to pretend. “What seems to be the trouble Miss Kiseki.”

“Well, Mr. Thornton,” Yuna shifted uncomfortably and bit her lip in consternation. She had to look the part and so far he seemed to be taking it all in. “It is hard for me to say.”

“Take your time,” he insisted sweetly.

Good boy, was the first thoughts that came to her mind. “You see, I think my friend is getting herself into trouble,” Yuna admitted. She reached for her purse and made a show of rifling through her bag. “She seems to be addicted to sex and all things… bad, and I do not want to get her into trouble, or the person she is with, but I am worried for her.” Yuna slapped the pictures of Harmony and Mr. Horner onto the table and the principal’s eyes went wide with shock. Just the reaction she was looking for.

“How did you get these?” Mr. Thornton asked.

“That family has a thing for recording their malicious deeds.” Not her side of the family, but he does not need to know that. “She is right now seducing Mr. Anderson.”

“Thank you Miss Kiseki,” Mr. Thornton said, standing swiftly and walking her towards the door. “I will take care of this.”

Yuna was dismissed that easily.

And just so everyone knows, her plan backfired. The principal does not like the innocent tattle tale. He had enough of innocents when he had Vicki. Instead, he wanted a bad girl, and Harmony became his next conquest. Or… vice versa.