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A boy's Nightmare (Aember and Shinka)

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Aember

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Jan 9, 2009
The young blonde looked quite put-out as he watched his mom infront of her mirror, pursing her lips and spreading lipstick over the flesh. After smacking her rouged lips to make sure they were perfect, the woman reached up to lightly fluff her slightly wavy hair, her eyes roaming over her face and hair for anything she deemed to be an imperfection. After all, this was a special night. Heaven forbid she looked bad! No matter that she'd been dating the man for quite some months.

"Mom, are you ready yet?" The blonde said in a slightly impatient tone, his blue eyes looking up at the clock to check the time. Well, they weren't late, but it felt as if eternity was passing while his mom checked herself in the mirror.

If anyone was to ask him, she looked perfectly fine.

"One second Jeremy, I'll be ready in one second!" Mary said, pursing her lips once more for good measure. She fluffed a bang, unaware of her sonâ??s discomfort.

After all, it had been â??one secondâ?? for the past ten minutes.

After she smoothed her skirt and fixed her top over her cleavage the woman turned to her son and smiled in a blissful mannerâ??the type of smile that was very contagious. Jeremy couldnâ??t help but smile, too. His mother looked beautiful.

Still, he wasnâ??t happy about his mother going out with his eighth-grade teacher. No thirteen-year-old wanted something like that.

â??Ready baby?â? Mary asked. Jeremy pushed himself off the bed and nodded, heading out of her room and making his way to the door.

----

The car ride was short, at least. They were going to a near-by restaurant, and while that was all fine and dandy, Jeremy was sort of irked that it was a nicer restaurant and that he had to wear a nice shirt, with his nice pair of jeans which werenâ??t all that worn and which needed breaking in. They were uncomfortable. He couldnâ??t help but shift and wiggle.

After parking the car they stepped out, soft bottoms of Jeremyâ??s sneakers mixing with Maryâ??s heals clicking as they walked to the front of the restaurant. Trying to be a gentleman, or to mimic such niceties, Jeremy held the door over for his mother.

Now, all they needed to do was wait for his teacher.

Jeremy really wasnâ??t looking forward to it, really.

What a nightmare.
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Nolan Windsdale has been teaching history to middle graders for the past 7 years. He was only in his late twenties. Nolan was an attractive man, tall...dark hair and dark blue eyes. He was very-very popular among the single mothers. Little did they know when flirting with these women through the year, dating some...it wasn't them he was after. Never did Mr. Windsdale date pretty mom's with pretty girls...

He glanced at his watch again. It would seem that his newest love interest this year was late again. It didn't bother him though, it gave him more time to relax some and take care of a little problem he'd been developing on the way over. Just thinking about this meeting got him excited.

When he saw them come in he promptly stood and went over to great them. Mr. Windsdale had had Jeremy in his class for half the school year now...time was running out. It took him a little longer to earn this mother's trust, but how he had her eating right out of his hand now! "I was begining to think the two of you got lost," he said in a very charming manner. NOlan extended his arm to escort his date to the already awaiting table. "I do hope Jeremy finished his homework," he said teasing the youth
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"Sorry we're late, Nolan, dear," Mary cooed, and looked at her boyfriend of several months a bit hazy around the eyes. Oh yes, she was definitely eating out of the man's hand. She even looked in love.

It was enough to make Jeremy gag.

The boy shook his head and turned his eyes away, not being able to stand looking at his head-over-heels mother. And when he was addressed in the same sentance as the topic of his homework, Jeremy couldn't help but glower at his teacher.

If his mother dating his teacher wasn't bad enough, if seeing his teacher outside of school wasn't bad enough, it was bad, horrible, horrendous that his teacher would have the gall to bug him about his homework outside of school. On a Friday. The bastard.

It wasn't like the man wasn't nice, though. He was. But God! Did he have to bring up work?

Mary took Nolan's arm and let him escort them to their table. Once there she slid into the booth, scooting to the end. Jeremy went to sit next to her, and Mary touched his hand.

"Why don't you sit next to Nolan, tonight? Get to know him, sweetie," she suggested. Jeremy shot a glance at his teacher.
 
“It gave me a chance to look over the menu and decide how I was going to treat you tonight,” he smiled sweetly to her. He was about ready to slid in on his side of the table when Mary made the suggested the boy sit with him. Nolan grinned and stepped aside for the boy to slide in first, trapping him between the wall and himself. How delightful!

The waiter came to take their order and Nolan had a little small talk with Jeremy, basically boring the poor boy about how wonderful he thought his mom was and the ideas he’d shared with her about how they should all do some things together. Then Nolan suggested that Jeremy go look over the desert bar while they waited for the food, encouraging him to pick out his favorite for later.

While he was gone Nolan brought up a topic from Mary’s conversation last wee. “So, did you ever find somebody to watch Jeremy this next weekend while you are out of town?” he asked pouring her another glass of wine.
 
No boy wanted to be on a date with his mother and his mother's boyfriend. No boy wanted that date to consist of the man telling him how wonderful his mother was.

Uhg. Gag him with a spoon!

Jeremy was pratically ignoring his teacher, though he gave little hums and haws and awws and nods in their proper places in order to make sure that his teacher. . .that his mother's boyfriend knew he was paying attention. The only thing that he truly heard all night was 'dessert bar.' No joke.

The kid grinned and hopped out of the booth, walking quickly over to the bar where he peered at all the delicious-looking desserts, pratically salivating. For such a skinny boy, Jeremy loved sweets. To near-death.

When Nolan turned to her and asked his question, Mary frowned and shook her head, taking her glass and swirling the liquid in it slightly. "No, I haven't," she replied, and then sighed. "My usual babysitter is already busy with another family, and I can't get ahold of the babysitter that my friend reccomended. Why?" She turned her eyes up to look at Nolan, brows furrowed. "You have a sitter to reccomend?"
 
Nolan only smiled at her. "Well, I thought that perhaps it would be a good opportunity for Jeremy and I to get to know eachother better. You know, away from school and what not. I want him to be comfortable with me. You know we have talked about moving a step further, yes...but I think this is the perfect step to take," he rationalized with her.

The teacher's eyes continued to wonder past Mary, falling on the boy oogling all the fancy desserts. How he wanted to make the boy his own personal desert!

((Sure we have this in the right forum?))
 
[Yeah. It's not incest, it's not furry, it's not beastiality-- it's general.]

"You would do that?" Mary's eyes became wide with shock for a moment, and then she broke out in a grin. "That would be perfect, Nolan! It's best if Jeremy gets to know you outside of school, and spending so much time with him would be the perfect way to do it," she said with excitement. Mary then scooted over in the booth to curl her arm around his own, and kiss him lovingly on the cheek.

"You're wonderful, Nolan," she cooed.

Jeremy, meanwhile, bent down to look a the desserts in the lower case, his bubble butt sticking out, as he had his hands on his knees, and waving in the air slightly, seemingly for Nolan's eyes. After some more time, Jeremy stood and went back to the table. Mary had scooted back into her place, and Jeremy took his own place as well.

"Jeremy, do you remember that I am leaving next weekend, for business?"

"Mom, I told you that I don't need a babysitter," Jeremy said, with a roll of his eyes, exasperated.

"Well, I know you're a big boy," Mary replied, glancing at Nolan, "But Nolan suggested that you two should bond for the weekend. So he'll be. . .hanging out with you. Alright?" She gave one of her loving smiles.

Jeremy stared. Like he had any choice?
 
((No, but it is taboo what with a student/teacher relationship and BDSM) - You have me a little disappointing. I was under the impression Nolan was going to get to make his student into his little toy? I certainly didn't get my rps mixed up did I?))
 
[Personally I don't understand why BDSM is under Taboo. Yes, I do think that was going to be the direction in which the RP would go; however, I'm sure it's fine having this under General. The mods won't notice either way.]
 
((I was just making sure I had the right mind-set for the rp. Was a little bit worried. Teacher/students aren't usually my fav and I wouldn't have accepted unless something interested me. Alright then...my post. Sorry))
 
Nolan grinned when Mary announced to her son that he would be 'hanging out' with him this weekend. "Indeed you are much to old for a babysitter. That Is why I insisted to your mother you stay with me," he gave one of his charming smile. "You'll have to think about what you want to do, alright?" he continued. Their food was then brought to them and conversation grew faint.
 
Jeremy was slightly surprised to hear his teacher agree with him. That made the boy like Nolan a bit more, and he grinned at his mother, as if to say 'I told you so!' Mary simply rolled her eyes and shook her head at the two boys. When the food came, Mary picked at it as women do, and Jeremy dug in, thinking about what he would want to do when with Nolan. He'd never really had a father-figure-- his father had left when he was young-- and Jeremy was never much of a sports player, so he couldn't suggest anything like that, as movies would deem proper.

So what to suggest?

Oh, well. He had a week to figure it out.

[Want to skip to that weekend?]
 
(I already have the skip covered. I rather not rush the rp, too much...))

Nolan was pleased to see Jeremy smile, he managed to find some ground with the boy. Good. Next was his insistent on dessert. With a light smile, after switching seats to sit with his mother, he watched the boy eat the most expensive dessert on the bar. The night was ending and he walked them both to Mary's car, ending it with a pleasant good night kiss to her cheek and hand ruffle to the head for Jeremy. "See you Monday, kiddo..." he winked.

The week drug by, but Nolan kept busy making sure he had all his things in order, ready for his big first weekend with Jeremy.

School...nothing changed in school. NOlan became Mr. Windsdale again, treating Jeremy no different than before. He wasn't ready to make enemies with the boy quite yet. It wasn't until Friday afternoon did he request Jeremy stay behind class. "So...are you ready for this weekend?" he asked cheerfully. "Let your mother know that I'll pick you up first thing in the morning. 8am, sharp..." he said.
 
The week was long, and boring, like a normal week was. Jeremy looked forward to graduating, and each day stood between him and that long-coveted date. He was glad, too, that Mr. Windsdale, Nolan, treated him no differently than before, but he really hadn't through the beginning of the year. He was mostly glad that things didn't change because of the silly weekend-- which he was still contemplating.

When asked to stay after class, some of his friends gave him odd looks and grins, but other than that he went up without much scorn to Mr. Windsdale's desk. All the children were gone, and he looked a bit confused at the man's proposal. "My mom figured she'd drop me off, on the way out of town. She's leaving tonight. . ." Jeremy shrugged. He wouldn't mind the night alone, to himself. But he doubted his mom would work with that.
 
Nolan looked a little surprised. Truthfully, Nolan was thrilled by the sudden change of plans, how exciting to have two full nights with the other! "Well, tell her not to fret then. I'll just pick you up after my staff meeting then. That's certainly no problem at all!" he smiled sweetly as any teacher would. He then handed him a paper, a late test Jeremy had to make up a few weeks ago and he'd never gotten around to giving back to the boy. "Your cover for staying after," he whispered with a wink. Befriending was very easy when your prey was an adolescent boy.
 
"Alright," Jeremy replied, then smiled at his teacher, politely. He took the test into his hands, looking over at his grade-- an A, that was good-- and then he waved at his teacher. "I'll see you tonight, then, Mr. Windsdale," he said, and walked out of the room. He really was looking forward to spending time with the man-- really, if him and his mom were so serious, he would have to get used to Nolan being around. So why not try and befriend him? Having a guy around might be fun. . .
 
Having a boy around was certainly going to be fun for him. Nolan had a horrible time paying attention in his staff meeting...it was like being in elementary school again, eager to go play with a new toy! Two hours later he was dressed in civs and heading over to Mary's house. A knock on the door announced his arrival.

When Mary greeted and invited him in he gave her a sweet tender kiss. They waited on the couch for Jeremy to get ready, while doing so he told her how much he was going to miss her this weekend. Truthfully, he was eager to get the hell how with the boy! He also informed her not to worry about the two of them. They were going to be just fine.
 
"Oh, alright. I'm sure you two will be fine. I need to stop worrying," Mary said, with a laugh, and then she called, "Jeremy! Come on, get down here! Nolan's here to pick you up!"

"Coming, mom! Yeesh!" He called back. A few more minutes later and Jeremy was coming down with a duffle bag filled with some clothes for the weekend, and a book to keep him occupied if Nolan ever needed to leave him alone. Jeremy shifted the bag on his shoulder.

"Alright. I'm ready," he announced.

Mary turned to Nolan and kissed him. "Alright you two, have fun."
 
Nolan offered to carry the other's bag and headed for the car with a short wave over his shoulder to Mary. "Door is open, hop on in," he said as he threw the bag into the boot of the car. Before long they were driving across town...to the nicer up-scale side of town that is. The houses were newly built, large yards and very well insinuated houses. When one had an argument the neighbors weren't likely to hear. Perfect for boys that tended to scream. "Now I should probably tell you the rules of my house," he said in a very serious-teacher-like manner. He made it like he was going to give the youth a list and be all Nazi-like on him. "You leave your shoes at the door and stay out of the basement. Other than that...your welcomed to whatever," he added with a grin.

They arrived. Nolan's house was three stories, finished basement, first floor, second floor and a finished attic. First floor sported a dinning room, sitting room, game room (with large tv and tons of movies, games, darts and pool table), kitchen, bathroom and small study. Second floor had three bedrooms and two baths. One in his room and one in the hall for the other two rooms. Finally the attic which really was just a small loft room. The basement...well, yeah...that was where his toys were kept. "Make yourself at home!"
 
The boy held his breath when his teacher became serious when talking about the rules. Jeremy eyed him almost fearfully. Nolan was strict in the classroom, though nice enough, and he hoped that things wouldn't be even more strict at his home. He fidgited slightly and then breathed a sigh of relief when he was only given two rules. Jeremy laughed at his silliness and then nodded, but he couldn't help but wonder. . .What was in the basement?

His house was amazing. . .Really amazing. Jeremy couldn't help but want to explore. But the main thing he wanted to explore was the basement. . .he was really curious.
 
"I'll order a pizza and if you want you can pick out a movie, either something in the game room or on paper view, it doesn't matter," he offered. "While you wait your more than welcome to look around. Upstairs there are two guest rooms, pick your favorite. Mine is the last on the left," he said having set the boy's bag down just inside the door. Removing his shoes he vanished into another room.

The basement...well that was kept locked. At least, Nolan planned to keep it locked until later that night. He was hoping that his little rule intrigued the other to explore the door...he hope even more so that when all was dark and everyone was to be in bed that maybe Jeremy would find his way to the basement. Of course then it would be unlocked.
 
"Okay! I'll go pick out a movie, and then go and pick out a room," Jeremy replied, and smiled. He took off his shoes and then walked into the door, picking up his bag and looking around for the movie room. He eventually found it in the game room, and he searched for a good movie that he would like. He picked out a comedy, Wedding Crashers, and set it on the table before wandering up stairs to the second floor, where he found the bedrooms. He picked out one of the guest rooms, then headed back down to the game room.
 
That evening went by quietly. Nolan ordered a pizza and ordered the movie Jeremy picked for them. All-and-all it was a very pleasant Friday night...even if Nolan was sitting rather uncomfortably most the evening, unable to get all the wonderful things he'd have like to done with the boy besides watch the movie. "You have wonderful taste in movies, Jeremy. You'll have to pick another out tomorrow night for us," he complimented. "Now, I think I'll have to turn in for the night. Your more than welcome to play any of the game systems. Just try and be in bed before three, okay?" he said with a smile. The less rules the more tweens liked you, that was what he learned in the five years he'd been teaching. Nolan head for his room not the least bit tired. He had every intentions of sneaking into Jeremy's room that night and watch him sleep. That was...if Jeremy went to bed.
 
"Thanks!" Jeremy replied. Oh, yes! Now he had time to sneak down to the basement, once Nolan was up in his room, all asleep. . .Then Jeremy could really find out. Maybe it was bad that he wanted to sneak somewhere that the man told him not to, but he couldn't help himself. Jeremy went and hooked up a game system, popping the game in and playing it for a bit while he waited to make sure Nolan was asleep.
 
A total pointless post that shows the passing of time by a few hours. Nolan quite, laying in his bed reading by a book light...seeming to be sound asleep?
 
[Nice.]

After about an hour, Jeremy reached over and turned the game off, sure that Nolan had to be in bed by this time. Jeremy, just to make sure, listened quietly at the stairs. . .and heard nothing. . .Meaning that the other had to be asleep, right? Deciding that this was his time to act, Jeremy wandered to the basement stairs and moved down them, then rested his hand on the door and found it to be unlocked. Eyes widening and heart pounding, Jeremy opened the door and slipped in, leaving it cracked. He felt along the wall, trying to find a light.
 
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