I headed to a rarely used table near the blacktop area and the athletic fields. Jason followed me. "Why not go to our usual table?" he asked"Because I...m not sure I want to watch the dance that will be going on," I replied. "Our class has one hundred and twenty boys. Since the announcement just a few days ago ninety of those boys have tested. If the rumors are true, fifteen have scores above the volunteer line. Then we have at least three girls who score high enough." So?" Jason asked.I sighed.. My problem now was the dress was more open on top and my tiny tits were starting to show and I smelled like piss.I was sitting down when my cell went off. I grabbed it and got it answered in time. It was Jeni, "Bad cunt. Punishment time! Get your little whore ass over here right now and bring your scissors." The phone went dead.Knowing I was in big trouble I jumped up, grabbed the scissors and made my way to her cubicle. I didn't see anyone else and was grateful for that. Once I got there, Jeni. Hard and punishing, for teasing you. You fondle my breasts over the fabric, one big globe with each hand. You handle them roughly. Pinching my nipples, which have grown hard and pointed, the size of pencil erasers. You groan.You pull away from our kiss; our eyes lock for only a moment. You tip me over the back of the couch. My feet come off the floor dangling in midair; my hands on the couch cushions is all that keeps me from falling over. You grab my hips to hold me steady. My little skirt is. "Say that again?" She asked."Christy said Scott got arrested for something" Oh fuck....." What's the matter Bailey? Scott's a fuck up, we all know that. I amjust surprised he has stayed out of jail this long."Bailey came over to me and held my face in her arms. Kissing me quicklyshe whispered. "Roxana we are fucked if he got arrested. Think babygirl. If he got arrested they are going to search his property, house,car and this club. That little safe he has in his office has all ourfiles..