“Let’s say, oh, I don’t know, David is a host. We don’t want his friends taking all the slots. The goal is to have everyone meet new people. I could also see that if the tables were the ones near the windows, a group of friends could just host one and everyone join. It would defeat the purpose of what we’re trying to do,” Jan reasoned.
“I guess we could create a database and block you from sitting with the same host each time,” Alan said.
“I’d just have someone else host it each time to get around that,” I said, which caused Alan to scowl.
“You’re right. I would do the same. Let us think about that,” Alan said.
“Did you come up with a low-tech solution for those that don’t have smartphones?” Ms. Jaroslav asked.
Alan rolled his eyes. He’d ignored that request because he thought it was a waste of time.
“We’re working on it,” Stacy offered.
“How about the homeless project?” Ms. Jaroslav asked.
“David and I talked to the director, and he had a good idea: he suggested a GoFundMe website. That way people who don’t have anything to donate can just give money,” Brit said.
“I got a suggestion that we do a onetime event instead of collecting over time. We could get a truck and try to fill it up,” I said.
“Why not a bus?” Alan asked.
“We could make banners and cover the sides,” Stacy said.
“I like the bus idea. That way we don’t have to rent a truck,” Wolf said.
“Let me ask Mr. Palm about the bus,” Ms. Jaroslav said. “When did you want to do the donation drive?”
“I’d think it would need to be a school day,” Brit said.
“We should do it around something at school as well. Like a baseball game, or dance. Maybe people who donate something could get a ticket for an event,” Jan said.
“Most events are free,” I pointed out.
“For a baseball game, we could reserve the best seats for those who donated,” Brit suggested.
She was not going to be deterred. I liked that Brit had found something she was passionate about.
Everyone was happy with what they’d accomplished so far, so we ended the meeting. I stayed to talk to Ms. Jaroslav alone.
“Did you need something?”
“Yes. I plan to give a flower to each girl in school for Valentine’s Day. I was wondering if that would be a problem, and what day would be best.”
“Why would you need permission?” she asked.
“Because there might be press that covers it,” I admitted.
“That rules out Friday. I know several teachers have tests scheduled for that day. Why don’t you plan on Thursday? I’m sure I can get Mr. Palm to sign off on it,” she said.
“Thanks,” I said and left.
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I sent a text to Zoe as I headed to the music practice rooms. She looked nervous as we stepped into the end one.
“This is crazy,” she said. “Did Tracy really let you do her here?”
“I probably shouldn’t have said anything. Let’s just say that I’ve used this particular room before.”
“I didn’t know you played,” she teased.
“C’mere,” I said and pulled her into a kiss.
She broke our kiss, pulled back, and bit her bottom lip.
“What if we get caught?” she whined.
I waggled my eyebrows at her.
“That’s what makes it exciting. Think about a cute freshman boy getting an education as he looks through the window.”
“Oh, my! Someone could see us,” she worried.
“We don’t have much time,” I warned her. “Why don’t you just take off your panties and I’ll do some oral.”
I could see her vacillating, so I took charge. I walked up to her and undid the button and zipper on her jeans. Then I pulled both them and panties to her knees. I spun her around, pushed her across the piano bench, and dropped down and licked her sex.
“This is so wrong,” she moaned.
Poor Zoe was so worked up, it didn’t take her long to get her cookie. I wanted more, but there wasn’t time. She was catching her breath when she turned to look back at me. I waved at the window as if someone was there.
“Ohmygod!” Zoe squawked and had her pants up in record time.
“What about me?” I teased and showed her my bulge.
“Who saw us?” she demanded.
“Uh, no one,” I said hesitantly.
“This was such a bad idea,” she said, and then ran for it.
I just sat on the piano bench and chuckled. I waited a few minutes and then left. A freshman girl was standing there and turned bright red when I came out. Maybe someone
“The room’s free,” I said as I walked away and then turned back to her. “I hope you don’t feel the need to talk about us.”
The girl shook her head, and I smiled at her. She seemed more embarrassed than Zoe was. I’d only tried to help a friend in need. Oops.
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Before going to batting practice, I sent a text to Caryn that I would hand out flowers on Thursday. She sent me one back telling me that my car was gone. There was another text about my movie’s earnings over the weekend.
