Nick Eastwood

She seduced her teachers

CHAPTER ONE

It was eight o'clock at night at St. Hilda's School for Girls, and as usual everybody was bored. Miss Grubb, the dorm supervisor, had fallen asleep over a book and was face down at her desk. That gave the girls the chance they'd been waiting for.

"She's out for the count," announced Shelly Simpson, a petite blonde who was peeking through a keyhole. "Now she's starting to snore."

"Great," said Lisa Davis. "Now we can quit studying."

With sighs of relief, the teenaged girls closed their books. They were housed twelve to a dorm room, twelve single beds lined along the walls, twelve little desks. To the girls it was like a prison, even though it cost their parents a lot of money to keep them there.

"What'll we do?" asked a plump girl named Cora.

"Talk," Shelly sighed. "What else? We can't make too much noise, or the old witch will wake up."

"Then what'll we talk about?" Cora asked.

"What else?" Lisa laughed. "Boys, of course. That's all we ever talk about."

The girls sighed. To them, boys were like Martians. They were never allowed to be around boys, never let off the campus. While other girls their age were dating, the St. Hilda's girls were kept locked up like nuns.

"I dated a boy once," said Candy. "It was back in sixth grade. We went to a dance and he tried to feel me up."