Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Chapter Five

The next day, Deborah sat in class figuring on a prank against her head teacher, the one she had heard from her mother that he was a both a wife beater and a man who was so proud of his stinking penis that he refused to put on underwear when going to work. She got excited thinking about it, although he was about fifty. But she hated his guts for beating his wife and for seducing his class, or wanting to, and somehow doing it now that she knew about it, she felt.

Later that day, she was showering after gym, when Sylvia entered the under the next shower. Sylvia looked at Deborah's breasts and giggled.

Deborah said:
ـِـ I don't feel like showering right beside you!

Sylvia looked scornful.
ـِـ Why not, bitch?!

Deborah hesitated before answering:
ـِـ Because I don't feel like having you beside me that's what!

Sylvia giggled at this. Then she started watching her even more. She even started masturbating while doing it.

Deborah looked frightened.
ـِـ Why do you touch your cunt that way!?

ـِـ Hell, I'm only washing! ... And when I'm finished I'd like to wash yours as well!

Now Deborah screamed, or shrieked you could call it. The few other girls that were in the shower room turned around.

ـِـ What the hell's the matter, bitch?!
Sylvia voice was scornful.

The girls around them started talking to each other, in low voices, almost whispers.

Sylvia looked around.
ـِـ This prejudice bitch, she said loudly, is really imagining that I fancy her!

A few girls giggled. Then one of them came up to the two of them.
ـِـ Hey Deborah, how about you and I have a friendship against her kind.

ـِـ Great!

The new girl held out her hand.
ـِـ Sofia.

ـِـ Deborah.
She shook Sofia's hand.

Sylvia looked at the two of them.
ـِـ Oh, they're gonna have a prejudice pact!

Sofia then struck her face, hard, so that she fell to the floor. Deborah looked in amazement. At last she said:
ـِـ Thanks.

Meanwhile, Sylvia was getting up. Sofia then took a look at her and asked:
ـِـ You want some more, bitch?


Sylvia said nothing. But she turned around and left.

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