SSC2004: Story: [School]

'SIX STROKES OVER KNICKERS!'

by Alex Birch

Words: 496

Category: School

She sat, shocked, squirming on the chair under the hostile glare of the
school secretary, trying not to cry.  Frequently she would glance like
a frightened rabbit at the set of lights above the door which led to
the Head's study, the red 'no entry' bulb continuing to glow.

When the green light glowed...oh please God, no! Today was her
sixteenth birthday too,  begun with such joy and turned into a
nightmare within seconds.

It had been a wonderful sunny afternoon for the fete, the day the
Kingsbury Grammar school for girls celebrated annually with their
'brother' school a mile or so away.  Just one time in the year when the
girls could meet with boys on common ground, begin the journey to
adulthood by mixing, exchanging pleasantries, sharing a coke.. but..as
Mrs Patterson had insisted at assembly that very morning... NO HANKY
PANKY.

The Head had spelled out in detail the severe consequences that would
follow should any of the girls 'let down the school by any lewd or
untoward behaviour' and a sea of red faces let Mrs Patterson know that
her message was understood.

She sat still and pale. She was a good girl, a credit to her parents
and the school, she'd never been in any trouble before and the tears
began to trickle down her cheeks.

The fete had been in full swing when, catching her alone, the boy had
shyly come up to her with a box of choclolates.  She'd seen him before
in town with his mates and feigned oblivion to his stares, though
secretly flattered by the attention.

He said his name was Gary, that he'd asked around and discovered it was
her birthday and she was bowled over. They'd walked awhile and then
he'd shyly slid his hand in hers and, after looking round for any sign
of teachers, she'd offered no resistance.  He told her how pretty she
was and she squeezed his hand tighter when he whispered that maybe they
could find a quiet spot out of the sun.  She knew she shouldn't but she
was spellbound and before long they found bushes at the far side of the
field.

He'd kissed her cheek gently and she blushed, then emboldened he'd
touched her breast. At first she said 'no', but her defences collapsed
as his hands roamed over her body provoking sensations she had never
before experienced. She'd lain back in ecstasy as he explored her at
will until suddenly the bushes parted and an angry prefect's voice
barked.....

"...Megan Phillips!!!  Head's study IMMEDIATELY!'

Here she sat, trembling in shock at the humiliation and pain to come,
as the light finally turned green and the secretary barked 'Megan..
in!' but her legs couldn't move from the seat.

She thought of the imminent caning , of Mrs Patterson's harsh promise
so clearly outlined earlier.

"Lift your skirt, girl.  Six strokes over knickers!'

The knickers which were still in Gary's blazer pocket!