Thread: Robert's Rules (Potatolord and skittish_butterfly)

Eve knew it was time to die already the moment she heard the geek's excited stuttering. She had managed to halt the little leak, but too late, and it was still trickling down her leg to the chair seat she was standing on, and she thought she could hear a slow drip from the floor as well. Mr. Robert came right up to her and she couldn't help looking, afraid of the harsh look she would see on his face. Somehow this just kept getting worse. He was incensed with her and Eve wanted to disappear. She didn't deserve this, didn't deserve disapproval from him, from everyone. How had they forgotten who she was, all the good things about her so quickly, like all they could see was the chance to humiliate her as if she was one of the school's many losers. She was Eve, this wasn't supposed to happen to her! His face was red as he berated her, making her feel even more like a five year old girl getting a scolding, only in front of all her friends. She gasped in shock as she saw the pail, and realized what he was telling her to do. But she more than gasped, she practically sobbed when he told her she had to lick up the mess of pee she'd already made. She was shaking her head no, not able to process how anyone could do such a thing. But her dignity was already shredded in the eyes of the rest of the class and all she had left was to try to at least pass the class. A year and a half from now hopefully it would get her onto a college campus, very far away, where she could try to rebuild friendships with classmates who wouldn't know anything about this horrible day. But he just kept going, destroying every last bit of her life. His dog, she had to be his actual dog? It was sick. It was wrong. And there was nothing she could do about it, short of sacrificing all of her life's dreams and the chance to finally show her father how wrong he was about her. She could feel a tear making her mascara start to run and she blinked hard, that would only make it worse. She sniffed back more tears and tried to be brave, there had to be some other way. The pail was already under her, and she couldn't even believe what he was saying with anything she actually peed into it. Mr. Robert, please, I'll do whatever you say, but please, can't we find another way? She heard the chuckles from the students, who knew just as clearly what she was implying, that this middle-aged teacher could have her if he wanted. How many boys in the class had she turned away, unworthy of her, only to have to offer herself now to a math teacher? But the alternative was so humiliating, so unthinkable. Please. She stood still in her position, the pail under her, trying to find some way out of this. I'm not a dog, I'm a girl. Eve. Can't we work something out? I know... I know what men want... I can... How much should she have to say? Why didn't he jump at the chance to be with her already? How many slender young teens did he think were going to throw themselves at him like this. She ignored the laughs of the class, because she knew that would only get a thousand times worse if she didn't find some way out of all the horrible things he had demanded of her, probably just setting her up for this moment. Well it had worked. Please, you can have me. In every way. There, she'd said it.