“Derek, I’m here to relieve you.”
“Really? Nobody told me anyone was going to relieve me.”
“I accidentally bumped into Tanja and she told me I need to go wash Trish’s car, so you’re excused.”
“Really? Does that mean my punishment’s over?”
I had a flash of something a few years back, and couldn’t help myself. “No, just this part. Now you have to go down to Crix hall and recite your song and make sure everyone there spanks you. After that, you’re excused.”
“Fuck. It was better when I was washing the car. At least nobody’s out here.”
“Yeah well, you better get moving. Ashley said she’d be out here in a couple minutes.”
“Damn it.”
Derek ran back to the school, skirt flapping in the wind, and true to the song, he wasn’t wearing underwear. I couldn’t admire my handiwork to long though.
I really wish Derek’s punishment would have been to clean the inside of Trish’s car. The backseat floor was littered with empty cigarette packs and candy wrappers and… oh my god! Trish had a vibrator in down here. My thought process was broken by a loud knock on the window above my feet. I looked up and saw Chelsea K’s angry face.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Her words were muffled, but I guess that was the gist of it. I couldn’t find words to say, merely stared at her, holding up the vibrator in my hand like a confused child.
“Get the fucking hell…” and then her head turned away. I heard two female voices loudly talking to each other somewhere outside of the car. Then I heard the driver’s side door unlock and Trish got in.
“Just stay down there. Keep your eyes on the floor.
She unlocked the passenger’s side door, and Chelsea got in.
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