Things had calmed down in Dani's life since his brush with danger in the park. He had called Officer Millar a few times; Dani enjoyed their chats. Officer Millar, or Ryan, as Dani had come to call him, began to show a healthy interest in Dani and many of his pastimes. As a younger man, Ryan was interested in sports mainly, which weren't Dani's forte, but the pair found plenty of things to talk about. Dani even found that talking to Ryan about his other unique talents was an excellent way to work through his reservations. After a few months, Dani was far more assured of what he had to offer the men of his town. Ryan had cemented so many choices for Dani, making Dani feel happier to be of service to the city's men. And as the Christmas holidays faded into the rearview, Dani prepared himself for a busy new term.
When school restarted, Dani's schedule was again filled with the usual appointments. Whenever a new report card was due, Dani would be summoned to Mr Hamilton's office to pursue Becca's spotless record. Dani had witnessed more than one teacher question why their grading was being overruled constantly, but that was due to damaged pride more than a genuine suspicion. Given time, even these protests petered out, and Dani's assistance in maintaining Becca's GPA continued unadulterated. Bolstered by the confidence-boosting chats with Ryan, Dani kept his eyes and ears out for any possible opportunity to help.
This was his life now. Five, sometimes six, days a week, Dani would be on his knees or his back, helping one of the many men in need of his services, begging for Daddy's cum. The location, and the Daddy in question, often differed, but the result was forever the same, much to Dani's growing satisfaction.
The list of Dani's clientele hadn't changed in some time, that was until the fourth week of term. He was in his English class when one of the other students knocked over two full boxes of paperclips, not by accident. The entire class watched as the boxes exploded on impact with the floor and shed their contents in a massive shimmering pile around Mr Lasky's desk. The student in question just stood still, unable to answer the teacher's repeated request for the boy to explain his actions. The usually calm Mr Lasky almost lost his cool as he swore under his breath. Not something his students were used to hearing from the skinny man. At that point, the bell rang, and Mr Lasky stared blankly at his class. He tried to find something to say but waved them all away instead. Everyone but Dani hustled out of the room without a word.
Dani left his bag on his chair and approached his teacher's desk. Mr Lasky slumped in his chair and didn't pay the boy any attention. Dani sunk to his knees and righted one of the boxes. Taking handfuls of the shiny metal pile, Dani began to refill the box. After about ten minutes, Dani reached up and placed the first box onto Mr Lasky's desk. The teacher looked at Dani quizzically. Not sure how long the student had been there, he said, "Dani, w--what are you doing?"
"It looks like you need some help, so I'm helping," Dani replied before bowing out of sight to retrieve the second box.
"Thank you," Mr Lasky said, a little surprised. The teacher stood up and peered over his desk at the young student. "There's no need. I can see to it."
"It's no trouble, Sir. I have a free period, so I'm all yours." Dani was enjoying his new freedom of expression. It often gave Dani a thrill to make little innuendos here and there, knowing exactly how far his promises would stretch if any man were willing to test them.
"Careful. Offering that, I may take advantage of you." Mr Lasky stepped over to Dani and put his hands on his lips. Dani froze for a moment. Bent over the pile of paperclips, he craned his neck to look up at Mr Lasky. Danis' eyes roamed up his teacher's legs and paused for a second on his groin before continuing upwards. "I could have you doing all kinds of things." Mr Lasky added.
"I--" Dani's voice croaked, and his throat was dry. Although he was settling into his role, Dani was still naïve about what desires men truly held. "I don't mind."
Mr Lasky cocked his head to the side and smiled at this student. It was hard to read his expression, but Dani didn't see any of the usual signs he had come to expect from a man in need. "I'll be right back."
Dani watched his teacher step over the remaining paperclips and walk out of the class. Dani could hear Mr Laskys' shoes clipping on the tiles of the corridor until he heard the familiar creaky door of the toilets. "When you gotta go, you gotta go," Dani said to no one and smiled, returning to his task.
Dani busied himself with hoovering up the paperclips as quickly as he could. After a few minutes, he heard the creaking door down the hall, and the clip-clop of Mr Laskys' shoes began getting louder. Dani sat back on his heels, waiting for Mr Lasky's entrance, but a moment before the teacher reached his classroom door, another familiar voice called out to him from somewhere outside. It was Mrs Hutchinson, the Principal's assistant. Dani couldn't hear the conversation, but it seemed important, so Dani returned to his clean-up duties.
Mr Lasky was still in the hallway talking to Mrs Hutchinson when Dani picked up the last paperclip he could find. Looking around for any more wayward stationary, Dani was about to close the second box when he spied a shiny metal tab under the desk. Mr Lasky's desk was a traditional wooden build, with very little clearance beneath it. The footwell was enclosed, and the desktop rested on two three-draw units on either end. Dani couldn't hook the paperclip with his nail, so he crawled around the desk and shuffled inside the footwell. Underneath the desk, Dani found several hidden paperclips that had slid under the wooden panel, so he duly began clearing them away too. Satisfied that he had retrieved the last one, Dani was about to reverse out from the cubby hole when Mr Lasky returned to the classroom with Mrs Hutchinson shuffling behind him.
Mr Lasky rounded the desk and stood in front of his chair, blocking Dani's retreat. Dani was about to speak up when Mrs Hutchinson said, "Look, Marvin, all I know is what I heard. He sounded like a wild animal, and the poor girl screamed like she was being stabbed." She paused, and Mr Lasky, Marvin, tried to speak before being cut off. "Stabbed with a knife. I didn't mean his, well, you know. It's just not right, Marvin."
"And you didn't see anything?" Marvin said, pulling his chair closer.
"No. The door was locked, and the blinds were down. I saw Mr Hamilton leave about twenty minutes later, but no one else."
"Well then, perhaps he was watching porn. You've met Jeanette; she's an old prude. The poor man probably just needed a quiet place too--. All men need to from time to time." Marvin pulled his chair up and sat down, shuffling forward and almost hitting Dani on the nose with his knee.
"Perhaps, but--but what if it was a student? Sex for good grades. You hear about it all the time." Mrs Hutchinson said, sitting at a desk.
"Hazel, come on, we both know that goes on, and it's not just Hamilton. Remember that kid? What was his name? Banner? The all-state linebacker. Didn't he proposition you to get out of detention?"
"Yes, but that's all it was, a proposition. There was no acceptance and no follow-up," Hazel said defiantly.
"I know, but you thought about it, didn't you?" Marvin paused and waited for Hazel to respond. "Didn't you?" He added, letting a small laugh slip.
"Okay, so maybe a little," Hazel replied, allowing herself to smile. "But I didn't. And no teacher should take advantage of a student. There's no excuse."
"Oh, Hazel," Marvin said, pulling himself forward and wheeling himself farther under his. Dani retreated into the recess as far as he could but failed to steady himself. Falling forward, Dani put out his hands and grabbed onto Marvins' thighs.
