Secret History
It was a quiet Saturday night in Lawndale. The tiny bedroom window of the apartment was slightly open to let the cool Autumn breeze in. In the darkness of the room, two lovers were nestled together, basking in the afterglow. Her head was resting on his chest while he brushed his hand through her hair and rubbed her neck.
"I was surprised to see you come over," he said as his hand moved up and down her arm.
"Well, he was busy watching a game with some of his teammates," she replied as she lifted her head to kiss his chin.
"I really wish you would let everyone see the real you," he whispered.
"I can't - I have an image to maintain," she sighed.
"Surely it couldn't hurt your image too badly if you answered just one question correctly in class," He said as he began kissing her jaw line.
"It might, unless it looked like an accident," she replied as she wrapped her arms around him.
The following Monday in class, Mr. DeMartino stood behind his desk and began to tell his students about Jonestown. "And on that fateful day, his followers obediently drank the poisoned brew," he listened for a moment to the whoas and wows he students were saying and then continued. "Jonestown - one charismatic leader exerting his demonic will over scores of followers. What lesson can we take from this?" thought for the briefest on moments No my love, not this question. "KEVIN?"
"Umm BYOB?" Kevin replied earning him a snide remark from the teacher.
Mr. DeMartino had to suppress the urge to beat the football player to death before speaking. "While we continue our discussion of CULTS, can anyone give me another example of a group using coercive techniques such as peer pressure, chanting, and social isolation to achieve control over it's members?" Yes, it is time for you to shine my blonde haired beauty."Brittany?
"Cheerleading." Brittany said with an air of confidence in her voice.
A slight, brief, and almost undetectable smile came over the teacher's face. I knew you could do it, my love. But I better make this look good for her sake. "Ahh, Brittany - sometimes despite a complete lack of insight, you stumble upon an interesting answer."
Brittany knew she would have to say something to cover herself. "Wow, and I didn't even read the chapter." A few seats over, she could hear Jane and Daria snarking at her comment and she knew then she had covered her tracks. She began to realize that her comment may result in her getting a spanking, but then again, that did turn her on.
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