It's Not So Bad"
"Hi Harry"
"Dana, come in. Are you ok? You seemed upset before."
"I am. Hey, it's kinda hot in here. where should I put my coat?"
"How bout the coatrack?"
"Very funny, Mr. Senate."
"I thought it was."
Dana removed her long coat to reveal the short, low-cut red sleveless dress she wore with those leather knee-high boots.
"Geez Dana, you got a hot date tonight or something?
"I dunno, Harry. I guess that all depends on what you want..."
"Dana, you said you had problems. You're here to talk, not to hit on me. Can we please focus on your problems?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Senate. It's just hard for me not to hit on you. But I'm a big girl." She caught him staring longingly at her partially exposed chest."The problems aren't hidden under my shirt, Harry."
"Wha...Dana!"
"What? You wanna touch em, Mr. Senate?"
***flash to***
mr. senate's room(think deleted scenes) Dana, clad in a seductive pink top, leans over harry's desk and asks the very same question...
Harry smiled, thought of saying yes....the girl had seemed so sweet and innocent then. until that day she'd been just another little girl. But seeing her with that shirt... that playful grin...he couldn't help but lean into her sweet kiss...He almost allowed it to go further when her soft tounge danced across his lower lip, but they stopped. He'd regretted it all year....
***back to present***
"Dana....come on. You really did seem like you had some problems. Sit down and tell me about them." he patted the empty space on the couch next to him.
"I'm miserable, Harry. My mom's a b*tch, I'm failing English, I'll never get into Smith! I hate essays, and I hate tests, and I just..."
"Just what, Dana?"
"None of the guys want to go out with me. They say I get into too much trouble. They'd rather not be associated with me."
"Well then they're crazy. Besides, Dana, there are at least 50 guys in school who'd kill to go out with you!"
"I guess. But not the one who matters most..."
"And who is that, Dana?" He knew it was him, but he had to stall...he didn't know what else to do.
"I think you know who it is, Harry." she said, moving closer to him and sliding her hand onto his thigh.
"Dana..."
"Come on, Harry. Don't you want to?"
"Even if I did, we can't. Dana, I am a teacher and you are a student."
"Well, Harry, no one has to know..."
"Dana! We can't. You know that."
"I wish..."
"Well, wishes won't get you out of Winslow High, so just deal with it."
"How sweet, a real smooth talker."
"It's the truth Dana."
"The truth can kiss my @$$."
"Dana...this is not why I let you come over. I know you hate your mom, and I also know that it doesn't bother you. The marking period started a week ago, so you can bring up your grade, and there are tons of guys throwing themsleves at you. And this is NOT all because of me. Now tell me what's wrong. You were almost in tears this afternoon when you left my classroom. I want to know why."
"Well....you know it's Valentine's day, right?"
"I don't see how I could miss it, Dana."
"well...geesh this is hard to admit...."She moved away from him and leaned on the arm of the couch. "Last year, I had this boyfriend...real jerk. I see that now... and on Valentine's Day he sorta got drunk. We were supposed to have a date...he showed up smashed and was mad that I didn't want to go. My mom was out already, the b*tch, on a date of her own, and he forced his way into the house. He beat me up pretty bad. He was a smart one though. Nothing majorly visible. Some cracked ribs, a bruised ankle, sprained wrist. Minor crap like that. He left before he killed me, thankfully. And I, with my f*cking pride, I refused to tell my mom. I was mad at her for not being home. She was never home back then. And so I almost had a punctured lung. I was in the hospital for a few days, but I told everyone I had the flu and had to stay home. My friggin pride... couldn't admit it. No one but you and the doctors know. I walked to the hospital. It was the most hellish walk of my life, but I couldn't run to my mom for help...pride...agh. But I didn't even tell my mom the truth. And they wanted me to talk to the police...yeah right. make this a f*ckin public big deal. But Valentine's Day has been scaring me for weeks. I think maybe he'll find me again. I know he'd like to kill me this time...If he could find me."
"Dana......sounds like a prize winning boyfriend."
"Yeah, I know how to pick the winners, don't I? I was kinda hoping to turn things around with a sweet guy like you." she moved back over close to him.
**
I drank too much last night
my head just feels in pain and there'll be hell today
**
"Dana...."
"Please...don't talk, just listen. Please?"Harry nodded."When I'm with you, I feel like maybe I am finally making the right choice. I mean, you're the sweetest, smartest, most wonderful and mature guy I know. I feel happy with you...Harry, I think I love you."
"Dana...wow. Love, eh? I don't really know what to say."
"Don't say anything. Just let me do what I have to do."
Dana slid her slim hand over his shoulder, pulling him over to her. She pressed her lips on his. He put his arms around her back, holding her securely. Slowly, they broke apart, and he looked into her bright blue eyes. His were filled with tears. "Dana...honey...you know I love you too. I always did. I'm sorry I had to stop you, I really am. You have no idea. But I'd like to make it up to you."
"You bet, Harry." She climbed into his lap, slowly opening up his shirt. He reached behind her to open the zipper of the barely-there red dress. Dana sat with her legs around his waist, her face level with his. The dress fell into his lap, and he lifted her up in his strong arms. Harry slid off the sheer underwear she had on. He had a naked Dana in his arms. She kissed his stomach and let him bring her into the bedroom. They sat there, naked, Harry just holding her in his arms and putting a warm hand on her chest. She skillfully undid his pants and he sat behind her on the bed, giving her a soft back massage. She groaned and turned to face his muscular body. He was waiting for her, ready to begin what they had both wanted for so long. They fell back onto the soft blanket and filled the void in both of their lives with one passionate kiss, then pressed on.....
"Hi Harry"
"Dana, come in. Are you ok? You seemed upset before."
"I am. Hey, it's kinda hot in here. where should I put my coat?"
"How bout the coatrack?"
"Very funny, Mr. Senate."
"I thought it was."
Dana removed her long coat to reveal the short, low-cut red sleveless dress she wore with those leather knee-high boots.
"Geez Dana, you got a hot date tonight or something?
"I dunno, Harry. I guess that all depends on what you want..."
"Dana, you said you had problems. You're here to talk, not to hit on me. Can we please focus on your problems?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Senate. It's just hard for me not to hit on you. But I'm a big girl." She caught him staring longingly at her partially exposed chest."The problems aren't hidden under my shirt, Harry."
"Wha...Dana!"
"What? You wanna touch em, Mr. Senate?"
***flash to***
mr. senate's room(think deleted scenes) Dana, clad in a seductive pink top, leans over harry's desk and asks the very same question...
Harry smiled, thought of saying yes....the girl had seemed so sweet and innocent then. until that day she'd been just another little girl. But seeing her with that shirt... that playful grin...he couldn't help but lean into her sweet kiss...He almost allowed it to go further when her soft tounge danced across his lower lip, but they stopped. He'd regretted it all year....
***back to present***
"Dana....come on. You really did seem like you had some problems. Sit down and tell me about them." he patted the empty space on the couch next to him.
"I'm miserable, Harry. My mom's a b*tch, I'm failing English, I'll never get into Smith! I hate essays, and I hate tests, and I just..."
"Just what, Dana?"
"None of the guys want to go out with me. They say I get into too much trouble. They'd rather not be associated with me."
"Well then they're crazy. Besides, Dana, there are at least 50 guys in school who'd kill to go out with you!"
"I guess. But not the one who matters most..."
"And who is that, Dana?" He knew it was him, but he had to stall...he didn't know what else to do.
"I think you know who it is, Harry." she said, moving closer to him and sliding her hand onto his thigh.
"Dana..."
"Come on, Harry. Don't you want to?"
"Even if I did, we can't. Dana, I am a teacher and you are a student."
"Well, Harry, no one has to know..."
"Dana! We can't. You know that."
"I wish..."
"Well, wishes won't get you out of Winslow High, so just deal with it."
"How sweet, a real smooth talker."
"It's the truth Dana."
"The truth can kiss my @$$."
"Dana...this is not why I let you come over. I know you hate your mom, and I also know that it doesn't bother you. The marking period started a week ago, so you can bring up your grade, and there are tons of guys throwing themsleves at you. And this is NOT all because of me. Now tell me what's wrong. You were almost in tears this afternoon when you left my classroom. I want to know why."
"Well....you know it's Valentine's day, right?"
"I don't see how I could miss it, Dana."
"well...geesh this is hard to admit...."She moved away from him and leaned on the arm of the couch. "Last year, I had this boyfriend...real jerk. I see that now... and on Valentine's Day he sorta got drunk. We were supposed to have a date...he showed up smashed and was mad that I didn't want to go. My mom was out already, the b*tch, on a date of her own, and he forced his way into the house. He beat me up pretty bad. He was a smart one though. Nothing majorly visible. Some cracked ribs, a bruised ankle, sprained wrist. Minor crap like that. He left before he killed me, thankfully. And I, with my f*cking pride, I refused to tell my mom. I was mad at her for not being home. She was never home back then. And so I almost had a punctured lung. I was in the hospital for a few days, but I told everyone I had the flu and had to stay home. My friggin pride... couldn't admit it. No one but you and the doctors know. I walked to the hospital. It was the most hellish walk of my life, but I couldn't run to my mom for help...pride...agh. But I didn't even tell my mom the truth. And they wanted me to talk to the police...yeah right. make this a f*ckin public big deal. But Valentine's Day has been scaring me for weeks. I think maybe he'll find me again. I know he'd like to kill me this time...If he could find me."
"Dana......sounds like a prize winning boyfriend."
"Yeah, I know how to pick the winners, don't I? I was kinda hoping to turn things around with a sweet guy like you." she moved back over close to him.
**
I drank too much last night
my head just feels in pain and there'll be hell today
**
"Dana...."
"Please...don't talk, just listen. Please?"Harry nodded."When I'm with you, I feel like maybe I am finally making the right choice. I mean, you're the sweetest, smartest, most wonderful and mature guy I know. I feel happy with you...Harry, I think I love you."
"Dana...wow. Love, eh? I don't really know what to say."
"Don't say anything. Just let me do what I have to do."
Dana slid her slim hand over his shoulder, pulling him over to her. She pressed her lips on his. He put his arms around her back, holding her securely. Slowly, they broke apart, and he looked into her bright blue eyes. His were filled with tears. "Dana...honey...you know I love you too. I always did. I'm sorry I had to stop you, I really am. You have no idea. But I'd like to make it up to you."
"You bet, Harry." She climbed into his lap, slowly opening up his shirt. He reached behind her to open the zipper of the barely-there red dress. Dana sat with her legs around his waist, her face level with his. The dress fell into his lap, and he lifted her up in his strong arms. Harry slid off the sheer underwear she had on. He had a naked Dana in his arms. She kissed his stomach and let him bring her into the bedroom. They sat there, naked, Harry just holding her in his arms and putting a warm hand on her chest. She skillfully undid his pants and he sat behind her on the bed, giving her a soft back massage. She groaned and turned to face his muscular body. He was waiting for her, ready to begin what they had both wanted for so long. They fell back onto the soft blanket and filled the void in both of their lives with one passionate kiss, then pressed on.....