Dooley Elementary School was long considered the black hole of Lane County. The downtrodden school was a dumping ground of wasted resources. Since the school was so poorly administered, many parents refused to send their children to Dooley.
Harry Pulaski had been the Principal at Dooley going on ten years. Most people knew he was incompetent, but the school had been a wasteland long before Harry took over, so he couldn't be blamed. The county simply treated the school as if it didn't exist.
How did Harry keep his job for this long? Many parents and teachers wondered the same thing, even wondering how he got the job in the first place. He was a foul, pig of a man. Weighing 300 lbs, while only standing 5'9", he stuck out everywhere he went. For several years he wore a hairpiece to cover his balding head, but it was so fake-looking that he eventually threw it away.
He hadn't bought new dress shirts in years, so his old shirts were worn thin and contained stains, especially under his armpits. Some of his white shirts had been worn so thin that you could make out the shadow of his chest hair and back hair through the material. Sometimes he would hit the snooze on his alarm a few too many times, causing him to be late, so he would leave his house without bothering to shower, shave, brush his teeth or put on deodorant.
Aside from his foul looks and appearance, he was abrasive and rude to everyone. He simply didn't care what people thought of him, and he didn't care about making others feel good. He was also a known pervert. He had never been married, but he quenched his thirst with prostitutes whenever he had extra cash in his pocket.
Because of the low reputation of the school and its Principal, the female staff was not attractive women, much to the dismay of Harry. The chance that a somewhat attractive female was hired, she quickly resigned after being exposed to the pig of a boss and his sexist demeanor. Many complaints had been filed with the county about Principal Pulaski.
So how did Harry keep his job? To make a long story short, he had dirt on a high ranking official with the county. Minor complaints by female faculty who despised his sexist ways were not enough to oust him. Even the pitiful standing of the school wasn't enough because people in the deficient county simply ignored the school. Nobody would want the job if he was to be replaced.
The start of the school year was just around the corner when Harry Pulaski received some interesting news - the state passed a bill that would inject cash directly into the bottom ranked schools in the state, without going through the county. Imagine the smile on his face when he received a handsome check. Of course, his reason for smiling was selfish because he planned on giving himself a nice raise, aside from a few hires he was required to make. For the Principal of Dooley, the school year was starting off on the right foot.
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Life was going great for the newly engaged young couple. Mark Bridges had proposed to Jenna - his gorgeous girlfriend of four years - eight months ago. Mark was an extremely wealthy young man at the age of 26, but this was because of family money.
His father owned a lucrative manufacturing and distribution company. The plan was for Mark to take his father's place one day, but his son was to earn his way to the top instead of being given it. Now graduated with a master's degree, Mark had met with his father one month ago to go over a succession plan that involved him starting out at the bottom of the company and working his way up. Mark was not happy about starting as a lowly staff, not to mention a poor starting salary, but he knew his father was going to make him earn his keep.
His first post as an entry level employee was to work in a distribution center in the rural town of Dooley, 100 miles away from the big city he had grown up in. Dooley was the pits, in the middle of nowhere. Mark feared his fiancé would dread going to Dooley, but it was a necessary evil, and it was only to be for one year, so they could grin and bear it.
Mark and Jenna met in college and immediately became exclusive, knowing that it was a match made in heaven. Mark, the rich handsome stud, and Jenna, the busty blonde babe, it was only a matter of time before they got married. As soon as Mark graduated, he proposed and Jenna gladly accepted.
Jenna was quite simply a goddess. Blessed with flawless genetics - her grandmother a famous dancer, her mom a bikini model and actress, and her father a world class tennis player - and incomparable beauty, she dropped jaws everywhere she went. Long flowing blonde hair, bright blue eyes, natural 34D bust, soft skin, bubbly ass, and tanned legs to die for on her 5'7" frame, Jenna could easily be considered as the creation of a horny mad scientist in a laboratory or a perverted comic book artist.
Jenna received her college degree in Education, and she was glad she finished school instead of relying on Mark to provide for her because it would take some time before he could start making good money when moving up in his dad's company. She would have to work and help provide for their future family, especially since they were planning on starting the family as soon as they wed. Jenna loved money as much as the next gal, so it was frustrating knowing her husband was on an embarrassing low salary, but the huge diamond rock on her finger, albeit funded by Mark's father, was a gentle reminder of what lay ahead. The 23 year-old beauty doted on her husband and understood that it would be some time before the financial fruits of his labor would pay off. Unfortunately Jenna's parents had gotten addicted to drugs and a lavish lifestyle, so they burned through their money quickly and now weren't able to support her.
Upon their first visit to Dooley while looking for a place to live, Jenna felt sick to her stomach. She couldn't fathom living in this run-down town for one year. With tears welling in her eyes, she expressed as much to her husband.
"Mark, this place is worse than I imagined," she whined. "What on Earth am I going to do here while you're at work? I'm definitely going to have to get a job."
"Honey, I know it's going to be a tough adjustment, but we have each other to get through it, and it will only be a year. It will go by faster than you think." He said squeezing his beautiful fiancée's hand and kissing the tear that dropped down her soft cheek.
Mark didn't want his wife to have to work. While dating her through college, he wined and dined her and took her on expensive vacations around the world. Now, he was cut off financially and it unnerved him because he wanted to impress the bombshell he was going to marry. He had some rich friends who had tried getting in Jenna's panties many times by throwing money and gifts at her, so he was insecure about being inferior now.
"But we are going to need money," she continued. "I have to get a job."
"You don't have to, I can ask my father for a loan," Mark said unconvincingly.
"Your father already told you that's not going to happen," she said. "I don't mind working; that's why I got a degree."
Jenna persisted, and Mark relented. He was embarrassed that he couldn't provide for her needs, but she seemed ok with getting a job, so he couldn't refuse her. Besides, he would probably be working long, hard hours, so it would be nice not to worry about her being bored all of the time. She could perhaps meet some friends, too.
