Story #2

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Part one...

Detention
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This was Linette's first day in detention. She was so embarrassed at herself. She went through the first three years of her high school education without getting in trouble. Not once. Now, halfway through her senior year, she unexpectedly found herself staying after school with her math teacher Ms. Rhoades; accompanying Linette in detention was her best friend of eleven years, Freddie. Freddie had a secret crush on Ms. Rhoades, who was fourteen years his senior; but Linette had a secret crush of her own on Freddie.

This was also Freddie's first time in detention. Unlike his best friend, he got into trouble every now and again with his teachers, but never enough to warrant him getting a detention. Looking back at the events of the past day, Freddie was ashamed at what he did, and even more ashamed for his friend. In retrospect, he still would have done the same exact thing to Linette. He would've gotten away with it if the teacher didn't catch them in the act.

It wasn't Linette's fault that she was in detention. Honest. Just because Freddie stole her shoes in the midst of class and she was caught when she leaned across the aisle to retrieve her shoes from Freddie, didn't mean that she was disrupting class. But, there she was. And she was prepared to give Freddie a piece of her mind as soon as they left the school building.

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Part two...

Ms. Rhoades was grading papers at her desk, and seemed totally disinterested with her detainees. Although she was supposed to keep an eagle eye on her detention class, they were the only two students in the room, and she felt that they would not cause any trouble. Why did you get me in trouble? Linette scribbled on a slip of paper and handed to Freddie across the aisle. I just wanted to have some fun, Freddie scribbled on the paper, and handed it back to Linette.

"I hate you," Linette sneered. "Shhh," Ms. Rhoades shushed as she looked up from her work. "You're in so much trouble," Linette angrily whispered when Ms. Rhoades went back to grading papers. Freddie looked down at Linette's sexy black opaque-esqe nyloned feet enclosed in a beautiful pair of black flats. "Not again," Linette once again sneered at Freddie when he brought his head up and their eyes met. "Don?t you dare," she added right as Freddie opened his mouth to speak. "I'm sorry," Freddie softly whispered as he hung his head, "I really didn't mean for this to happen".

Linette then placed her hand under Freddie's chin and slowly pushed his head upward. "I forgive you," she said with a smile, "and I know--". Ms Rhoades looked up from her papers at that moment, "guys, stop talking and look forward at the blackboard. This is detention".

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At least people are readin my stories, and that makes me feel good.

Part three...

"I know why you did it," Linette continued when Ms. Rhoades went back to grading her papers. "I know what you like," Linette smirked as she removed her left stockinged foot from her warm shoe. The cool air that whooshed under her sole momentarily gave her a ticklish sensation and brought her back to the days of eighth and ninth grade when she used sit in Freddie's backyard while she let Freddie tickle her feet relentlessly. She shut her eyes and bit her lower lip as she thought of this. Freddie watched her with concern as she began to shudder at the memories. "Are you okay?" Freddie asked Linette when she reopened her eyes.

"I'm not going to tell you guys again," Ms. Rhoades said from her desk as she opened up the bottom-right drawer and pulled out a pad of detention slips. Her two detainees then folded their hands in unison and stared simultaneously at the blackboard on the front wall of the classroom. "Hmmph!" Ms. Rhoades grunted as she threw the detention slips back into the drawer and slammed it shut. I got an idea that I think you'd like, Linette scribbled on the same slip of paper as earlier and handed it to Freddie. Tell me more, Freddie scribbled in a hurry. "Hey, hey, hey," Ms. Rhoades said loudly as she noticed the two writing, "don't make me give you more detention".

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Part four...

Wanna tickle the teacher's feet? Linette wrote when Freddie gave her the paper. Freddie double-clutched and looked at Linette as a huge grin crept across his face. "Sure," he whispered softly, "but how?" Linette quietly removed her other shoe and rose from her desk, "follow my lead". Ms. Rhoades glanced up from her work when Linette was two-thirds of the way over to her desk, "what are you doing, Lynn?" Linette didn't answer, she simply continued walking over to the teacher with Freddie now in tow. "Lynn?Freddie?," Ms. Rhoades started as she got up from her desk, "stop it".

Even though Linette, at 5'1" was two inches shorter and twenty pounds lighter than Ms. Rhoades, she easily held Ms. Rhoades down while Freddie yanked the black leather loafers off of her feet. The same ticklish sensation that came over Linette when she removed the shoes from her feet came over Ms. Rhoades. She tried to yell out, but found herself speechless. Freddie then opened the window, and dropped Ms. Rhoades' shoes from the second story and quickly closed the window on this cool, gray February afternoon.

Her shoes fell soles up into a fresh snowbank. Soon, the window in Ms. Rhoades' room flung open and out came what was left of the detention book that Freddie ripped up like confetti. After shutting the window, Freddie held Ms. Rhoades down on her desk while Linette padded across the floor and locked the classroom door. Linette padded back to Ms. Rhoades' desk and held her down as Freddie prepared to tickle her silly. "Now you be good and don't make a damn sound," Freddie said as he knelt down toward the floor and stroked Ms. Rhoades' silky, flowing jet-black hair. Trembling almost uncontrolably, Ms. Rhoades hesitantly agreed to Freddie's single demand.

Before he began to tickle Ms. Rhoades unmercifully, Freddie took a quick moment to take in her stunning beauty. She was absolutely breathtaking, if not downright sexy, for a woman in her early thirties. Her light blue blouse was the same shade of her reinforced pantyhose. The immaculate arches on Ms. Rhoades' perfectly shaped feet made Freddie want to lick her soles more than he already wanted to. The black jeans that she wore made her round butt seem even more perfectly proportioned to her shapely legs and back. Freddie nearly fell to the floor as his knees buckled while he ran his index finger down the small of the back of his and his best friend's captive.

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And finally, part five...

Ms. Rhoades was deathly afraid of what she had considered her two best students (well, up to now) would do to her, but was too scared to yell out for fear of what they might do to her. She then whimpered silently and said a little prayer as Linette continued to hold her to the desktop as Freddie opened his assault by spreading her toes apart the best he could and the tickling in between those toes. Freddie then ran his fingernails across Ms. Rhoades' stockinged soles. Then it was Linette's turn to do her damage, and damage is what she did. Her long press-on nails tore the strands of fabric on Ms. Rhoades' sole apart. This gave Linette an idea, as Freddie watched her make the run down the length of Ms. Rhoades' sole slightly larger.

Linette then started to scratch Ms. Rhoades' bare sole with her nails. Still, Ms. Rhoades was too fearful to let out even a giggle. Once again, Freddie leaned down so he was face to face with Ms. Rhoades; "if you're not going to laugh, then we're done playing with you," he teased as Linette stopped tickling Ms. Rhoades and began rooting through her purse. Freddie thought this was a bad idea, as Ms. Rhoades might spring up from her position and run out of the room. "Got 'em," Linette beamed as she dropped the purse to the floor with a loud thud. Linette then returned to her seat, with Ms. Rhoades' keys in hand, to reinsert her feet into her black flats.

"Now, if you tell anyone about this, we will haunt you for the longest time," Freddie threatened as he held Ms. Rhoades down on the desk. When Linette returned and took her turn holding Ms. Rhoades to the desk, Freddie went in search of something to tie Ms. Rhoades up so she wouldn't escape. But what?

Then he got an idea. He would use the bordering for the bulletin board in the classroom. Before ripping the bordering off the wall, he first unstapled it from the board. He then used the scissors from Ms. Rhoades' desk in order to cut the bordering to his desired length. Linette then held Ms. Rhoades down on the desk and her legs together while Freddie wrapped the bordering around her ankles. Freddie then stapled the bordering around her ankles. "We're not going to let you go," Linette teased as Ms. Rhoades' legs were touching each other and tightly bound, offering no chance of escape.

The two of them then picked Ms. Rhoades up off the desk and rotated her ninety degrees to the left before laying her back down on the desktop, lengthwise. Linette once again held the teacher down onto the desk and laid her arms at her sides while Freddie took the rest of the bordering and wrapped it around her midsection. He then threaded it through the small opening at the base of the desktop, and Linette finished tying Ms. Rhoades with the bordering. Freddie then stapled the bordering together, and rotated it until the stapled section was underneath the desk.

While Linette grabbed Ms. Rhoades' keys, Freddie opened the window once again and dumped the contents of her purse out the window into the snowbank. Standing at the doorway, Freddie took a picture of Ms. Rhoades in her captive position with his cell phone, and Linette did the same. Freddie and Linette then frenched each other before unlocking the door.

"Wait here a minute," Freddie told Linette just before she unlocked the door. He proceeded to walk over to Ms. Rhoades and forced his tongue into her mouth as they kissed for a long while. "Hurry up and let's go," Linette loudly whispered after she opened the door and scanned the hall. "Have a nice day Ms. Rhoades," Freddie smiled as he shut the door on a whimpering Ms. Rhoades.

THE END.