Page 51 of Fox and Nitro
Zane doesn’t say a word, just sips gently from my mouth, no tongue action but it’s enough to have my core aching and my nipples tight.
“Back to class, Miss Jasmine.” Fox taps my ass and they both strut down the hall with far too much swagger for a Friday mid-morning.
I slip back into class trying to calm down my flaming face, fluttery stomach and horny vagina.
“Miss Jasmine, do you like my rocket ship?” Karly asks and I’m met with a pink rocket ship that looks exactly like a vibrator I own.
“I made one too!” Jackson adds, his vibrator has extra parts on the sides.
“Me too!” My special needs class all hold up their “rocket ships” and in my aroused state all I can see are various sized and colored dildos. Vibes. One even looks like a fist.
“Don’t worry, I see it too,” my teaching assistant says through clenched teeth, trying to hold back her laughter.
“Rodney’s idea?”
“Oh yeah. I think he did it to cover the fact that he painted -”
“Do you like mine, Miss Jasmine?”
Turning my gaze to Rodney I have to keep my face neutral as I’m met with something that could only ever be described as the perfect image of the rabbit vibrator. But this one is larger, and brown. I cough to stop the hysterical laughter from escaping my body when I noticed he’s called his ship “The Rabbitor 3000.”
I open my mouth, then close it again because what in all that is holy can I say to that? My teaching assistant snorts and then yelps when a very familiar voice asks, “Why are they holding up dildos?”
Spinning I come face to face with Chewy, Laney in her arms and the Admissions Director staring wide eyed at me.
“They’re rocket ships. I think it’s great how they’ve all put their own spin on them,” I answer completely straight-faced, trying to ignore my teaching assistant giving me the thumbs up behind their backs.
Chewy dubiously looks around the class. “Elio’s looks like a rocket. But that-” pointing directly to Rodney, “most definitely looks like a you-know-what,”
“You would know, you ordered a hundred of them,” I mutter under my breath.
“Hey! That could happen to anyone!” Chewy answers in what I think is meant to be a whisper, but is most definitely not.
I let out a breath and then decide it’s best to just act as if Chewy is a normal mom, looking at a school for her child. Even if her child is a typical child and isn’t due to start for at least another two years.
“So, what brings you by, are you looking to enroll?”
“What? No. I’m here for Elio,” she answers, giving me an odd look.
“Oh, it’s just that you have the Admission Director with you,”
“Yeah, I have no idea what that’s about.” She turns to stare at the Admissions Director before turning back to me. “Can you ask her nicely to leave? I don’t need her services anymore but she seems nice and I don’t want to be rude.”
“Ah, alright then, well it was nice meeting you Ms Tombs, I’ll leave you to it.” Kaye, the Admissions Director scuttles out.
As soon as the door closes Chewy turns to me, “So, seriously, what’s up with the dildos?”
Fox
“Fuck, remind me again why we can’t just shoot the fuckers?” Nitro grouses as he steers us through Rose Grove headed for the clubhouse.
Fucking Norton and Ryan. The confidence that rolls off them and Hitchens is damned mind blowing. We were right there, within ear shot of them when they decided to ramp up their fucking quest to get Pops in the cells. I still haven’t figured out the exact motive, other than it’s to fuck with us and cause a distraction. Well, they’re right, we’re now on our way to the clubhouse and not to pick up Jazz.
“I think the not shooting them rule was Moss. But in the right circumstances, without body cams on, I think we’re well within our rights,” I inform him, liking it when I see his lip curl up. “You let Jazz know that we’ll be a little late, right?”
“Yeah, I messaged her just before we heard Ryan and Norton talking.” His jaw clenches slightly, “You’d think without their leader they wouldn’t talk so much shit.”
I don’t answer, I agree wholeheartedly. For a moment I thought maybe Hitchens had something on the other two, until I looked a little closer and saw how much they too enjoy scaring people. Fucking bullies.
