Monday, 7:32 A.M, Cafateria...

Yeah... Shane couldn't think straight. Not after what transpired over the weekend. Alexa Bliss, jerked him off. The head cheerleader, jerked him off to completion. It wasn't his hand, it was hers. The girl who not even a month prior, fuckin hated his guts, made him bust! Hold on, I don't think you guys understand. HIS BEST FRIEND, ALEXA BLISS, GAVE HIM A GODDAMN HANDJOB, IN HIS OWN HOME! And you know what, it was messing him up. If he barely jacked off before, there was no turning back now. He needed her to fulfill his sexual desires. No longer could he just rub one out. And you wanna know something else? He couldn't wipe his stupid look off his face. It's like his face was stuck on auto pilot. A mixture of happiness, confusion, and disbelief was plastered on his mug and he couldn't change it. So much, that his friends were genuinely concerned. The normal crew were in attendance, besides Big E who hadn't come to school yet. That included Dean, who was in the act of studying Shane's expression like a med student studying for an exam.

"Alright, who was it?" He asked nonchalantly.

Shane struggled to respond.

"Huh? What... are you talking about, Ambrose?"

"That stupid look on your face. I know it all tracks well. No guy looks like that unless a girl topped him off or something. I look like that every time me and Alicia fuck. Now, spill it bitch. Was it someone in this school, someone we know? Some random hooker you paid cause you were mega horny? Come on, say it!"

"Dean, stop being dumb man. Obviously, he's just happy about something." Seth said annoyed.

Price saw this as the perfect opportunity to cover his tracks.

"Yeah, I was talking with Paige again this weekend, Seth. She said she aced this really big exam she took on Friday, and thanked me for helping her. Said that getting back in touch with me really motivated her and put her in good spirits." He expertly lied.

"See? Why's it always gotta go to something dirty with you?"

Dean shook his head.

"Nah, man he's lying. I know that fucking look. You got your dick touched. And who the fuck is Paige? Is she the one who did it?"

"She's Shane's friend from his old hometown. Remember, the British one? I told you last week."

"Whatever, the point is he's fucking lying!"

Shane chuckled at Dean's statement.

"I swear, bro. I really did talk to Paige over the weekend."

Technically, he was telling Dean and Seth the truth. He had a conversation with Paige. Only thing is, it wasn't exactly about what he said it was about.


Flashback, Saturday Night, Day of the "Action"

"Hold on a fuckin second... What happene?!" The British accent of Miss Knight shrieked over the phone.

Shane cringed and let out a deep breath.

"One of the girls I mentioned before, Alexa... Came to my house today, and... played with my... Little Shane."

"She wanked you off?!"

"Yes, Paige. She "wanked" me off. I said it like three times already."

"Well excuse me for being bloody surprised! Did you ask for it? Like did you say, "Please take out my cock?"

"No. I was wearing a towel cause I had just gotten out of the shower, greeted her, and next thing I know, I'm cumming in her hand, no joke."

The boy could practically hear Paige's snide smirk over the phone.

"Wow, ol' Shaney boy's gotten a little bold hasn't he? Feeling a bit randy? Why, I bet you've got a boner just hearing my voice right now. Ya pervert."

"What?! How am I the pervert in this situation?! SHE, ripped the towel off, ME! Like I said, I had no idea what was going on at all man!"

Paige laughed hard.

"I know, I know. Calm your tits, I'm just yankin your chain. Be honest though, did it feel good?"

Shane hesitated before answering.

"Paige... Never in my life have I experienced something as awesome as that. I was in heaven Paige. Paige, you don't understand... Shit I think I'm getting hard just thinking about it."

"Alright, calm down big boy. Don't need you shootin off while you're on the phone. Anyway, if it was that good, why are you freaking out about it? Shouldn't you be happy?"

He put his hand to his forehead, trying to put the right words together.

"Okay, how do I say this? I am happy, extremely happy in fact. It's just, what now? What about Bayley you know? Am I Alexa's boyfriend now? Was it a one time thing, God I hope not, but was it? Where do we go from here?"

"Well, if you're so confused about it, talk to her. Have a one on one conversation with her about it. But, I know one thing. You need to pay her back."

"Pay her back? What do you mean?"

"I mean, pay her back. She did you a favor, you should do one back, if you catch my drift."

Shane was still stumped.

"Still don't get what you're saying."

Paige facepalmed.

"Oh, for Christ sake, fuckin eat her out! Finger her twat! Make her cum like she made you cum! Pay her back!"

A wave of realization washed over the teenage boy.

"Ooooh. Oh. But... I don't know how to... pleasure a girl."

"Haven't you seen a porno before?" Paige asked genuinely.

"A few times... But I always end up turning it off cause it makes me feel self conscious and weird."

"Awww, Shane! That's actually really adorable!"

He blushed in embarrassment.

"Come on, don't rub it in."

"No, that's not what I'm doing at all, I swear. Tell you what, I'll teach you."

"Wait, what?"

"You heard me. I'll teach you."

"I'm not... How would you even do that?"

Paige sighed.

"You really think I've never been fucked before? Jeez, I knew you thought I was ugly, but that's harsh."

Shane stuttered out his response.

"What?! Who said I said I think you're ugly?! I- I think you're beautiful, gorgeous even! I didn't mean to make you think I..."

His tangent was cut off by the British girl's laughter blaring from the other side.

"I'm kidding, ya spaz!"

He was annoyed by her trickery.

"I think you just wanted to hear me call you beautiful."

"Maybe I did, if so, I got what I wanted. Anyway, I could tell you everything you need to know about rocking a girl's world."

"For real? Thanks, Midnight. But, I got a question... When did you lose your virginity? And why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I don't know, it just never came up in conversation. I lost it when I was 13. Dated this guy named Wade back home. One day, basically, I was horny, he was horny, so we fucked. It was a random Wednesday, nothing romantic. But, I didn't care. God, he knew how to get my motor running." Paige reminisced.

"Alright, calm down girl. Don't need you shootin off while you're on the phone." He threw back at her, using his own British accent.

"I'll give you that one. Also, you're accent's gotten a lot better. Almost perfect in fact. I'm impressed."

He wanted to say, "I've been able to practice a lot", but opted not to and stayed silent with a proud smirk on his face.

"I know you're smiling right now, ya smug git. Anyway, next time you see her and she gets a little hot, and goes for your cock, stop her. Make her beg for it. The more you keep it away from her, the hotter she gets. Instead, lay her down, and kiss her all over. All over. Including her little kitty kitty, you get me?"

Shane was taking in this information like a student, and in a weird way, he was. He was a student in Professor Knight's class of orgasms. Not a bad class to be in. But, he needed a way to make sure he remembered everything she said.

"Hold on dude. Stop, for a second. I need to get something real quick."

"What?"

"A pen and paper."

Paige giggled.

"Are you really gonna take notes on how to please a girl?"

"Yeah, how else am I supposed to learn?"

"...You are such a nerd, love."


Back to Present...

Dean narrowed his eyes.

"Hmmm... Okay, I believe you. But, I still got my eye on you, Cash."

Shane put his hands up.

"I'm not hiding anything man."

"Yeah, Dean. The only person who'd hire a hooker at this table is you. You know that."

"Hey! That was one time! I told you that in confidence!"

Seth rolled his eyes.

"Whatever man."

At this point, Shane's vibrated, meaning he got a text from someone. He saw it was Alexa and half grinned. However, he wasn't prepared for the messayer she sent. It was picture of her in just her bra and panties posing in the mirror in her home. The caption was just a devil emoji. He groaned and leaned back in his seat. Now was not the time for boners.

"What's wrong, man? Seth asked.

"Huh? Oh, nothing. I just got chores to do. Dad just reminded me."

In his mind however, his words were way different.

"Oh, nothing. You're sexy ass friend is about to make me nut in my jeans, that's all... Someone help me. I don't know how to deal with this."