BR006

Morning. The principal is keeping us locked in - but Bobby wants to see that warehouse - To know what happened. Bobby feels trapped. He feels angry.

Bobby grunts and checks his mail - thinking to do some internet - and his eyes widen and he smiles. The key - in a minute he is opening again his transmitter - data flows on the USB cable - Bobby looks at the door of his room and he clicks - clack, clack - locked - click - clack, clack - unlocked - click - clack, clack....

Bobby walks the corridors - everytime he sees someone by a door - he locks it, see them curse, then unlocks it quickly. He starts to scheme - memorizing the map of the school. He checks a secondary exit; it clicks open. He checks the door leading underground; it clicks opee - he locks them again.

Meeting Prof. Rayna in the corridors, Bobby quietly slips him the second transmitter. Bobby walks away quickly.

UR007 Diary entry: giving the key to Bobby

In our last meeting, Perenti was clear. I am to help Bobby in manipulating the school doors. I start working all night and read about the security holes of the the door system of our school, in a WWW forum for system administrators. By dawn, I am able to manufacture a software key that would bypass the door's security system, smoothly as velvet.

As I make a copy of the software key for myself and prepare to e-mail another one to Bobby, I keep wondering if Perenti is aware of Bobby's intentions to lock him up in a room someday. I suppose that he must be aware, but given the situation he has to outsource some of the investigation tasks and, so, he trusts Bobby with such a key. I think to myself that that's what the man said: "help him", as I press the "Send" button.

UR006 Diary Entry

I was concerned from the Bobby's behavior. His voice was tremorous and he couldn't complete his sentences. And on top of that the incident with his friend Tom. I forget momentarily about any reward and get sympathetic towards him. Himself forgot about controlling the doors and he could not think clear when he heard something wrong is happening to his best friend. I try to calm him down, telling him that panic is never a good consult and there is always time to act, if you think clearly... well if only I could do this.

I offer to help him finding out what happened to his friend and we postpone the discussion about the doors for later on. I promise to help him, if he comes up with a reasonable explanation of why he needs to tamper the doors for. After all, you don't bite the hand that feeds you.

We switch the conversation back to Tom. He suggests that we should talk with the homeless guy that was arrested. Though being in custody, this might be difficult. I ask him who else could help on this and mentions Grace. We make a phone call to Grace, but she does not answer. Given the situation, she is probably not attending her usual schedule and so we email her on finding anyone of us, when she gets a chance.

I suggest we find out who Tom has spend time with lately. They might know or noticed something. He agrees to talk to his fellow students and come back with a list of persons that have seen Tom the last days. I suspect that Bobby knows something more private by the look in his eyes, but he does not say. Perhaps Grace knows something as well; we have to wait until she appears.

Afterwards, I call the Principal's secretary and ask her to arrange an appointment for me, when he is available. I sense that there might be meat in this case and he has asked for discrete investigative help before. Perhaps, he might be interested in finding out himself the details of what he is going on - though he must know more, I hear that he is the one that called the medic chopper. And maybe, he could use his influence as a school principal to get us an interview with the accused homeless. If he really wants to, he might claim that the guy was an old graduate of the school and find a reason to speak or guarantee for him.

BR005

Bobby looks at the professor. What can he say - that he just wants to do it - that he is not going to do no stinky project? Bobby needs to find a way - help - he has a strange feeling about the school. He never realized - but now he's starting to put things together. The professor blinks and smiled when Bobby hints to a reward. Great, Bobby now you make up a reward.

"Professor Ubik - I ..."

".. this college is strange. Mr. Perenti is strange. He made us.."

".. his assistant, Ms. Christina."

Bobby gulps a lot - not knowing how much to say.

"He took me, Tom and other friends - a weekend - in a hut in the woods - Ms. Christina was there. Professor - I can tell you more - in exchange for your help."

"This college is strange. I want something - to feel safer. We could have control on all doors - only me and you. I.."

Bobby is interrupted. A girl from his class opens the door - shrieking. "Bobby! Have you HEARD what happened to Tom?"

UR005 Meeting with Bobby

Bobby approached me last week, presenting of an elaborate study of the school locks. We met secretly at the basement of the school and, I must say, I was really impressed by the extent of his progress. He asked me of helping him override the security system so that he can obtain control of the electronic locks over the school.

I was certainly troubled by this request as if this is to be known, it could jeopardize my new position here. Out of professionalism I decided to help the student. What the heck, going into such trouble deserves of some reward. Though I am uncertain about his motivation, as well as, my employment status if this is all discovered. So I ask him to present of a legitimate excuse for asking for this kind of help. Would this be, in example, a rescue control system that would facilitate the evacuation of the school in case of a fire, by automatically opening the doors to make the escape root obvious to the panicking crowd? And, then, why does he need to obtain the ability to lock doors as well? Would this be part of a different security system that would contain a potential burglar until the police arrives? I ask him to get his story straight, so that there is a reasonable explanation, in case all this is revealed. I also ask him to present this as a summer project he has to do for being acquainted with the informatics behind automated control of building doors an, after all, promising professional endeavor for an engineering career.

I am just about to give him all the technical manuals that present the full operation of the door control system, plus something more valuable. The link to the discussion thread where technical staff discusses weaknesses of the particular door control system that Sandon has. This is basically a list for system administrators to be informed and prepared of weaknesses of the systems that they manage. With this information he will be able to obtain the control he seeks.

Bobby also mentioned something that happens to be my weak spot. Corruption. Is the guy trying to bribe me? What does he has to offer? So I end our discussion asking him to come visit me again with an offer ... in plain words "What am I going to gain for my help?"

BR004

Bobby has never studied this hard - motivation is everything - and he knows he is going to solve this one. Perhaps with a little help - he looks again at the drawing on his table at the many parts of the automatic locking system that he has removed around the school.

There is a software key - he's so near to it - but he knows that he cannot do it alone. He's spending nights trying testing modifying. But the solution remains far away.

Bobby decides - what the hell - he is going to know this one - everyone here is corruptible - power is what he seeks. He approaches the new informatics teacher, saying that he wants to show him a prototype - he meets him in a basement - shows him pages and pages of notes - the locks - all of them are perfectly automated - and the remote control he has built, on the right frequency, missing only the software key.

"I want to find the key - professor - please, look I have already an application developed. We will be the only ones - to share the secret - it will be fun"

Bobby looks in the eyes of the teacher. "Locks - are made to be broken - showing that we can do is - a need."

1.09 - Grace asks Bobby

Scene 1.09. Grace asks Bobby

Grace needs to ask everybody who sent the complaints to the Principal. Now she tries with Bobby. And this time perhaps ehs'e found the real culprit.

(note that the scene is still incomplete - it's up to the players, Grace and Vague Dreamscape, to find a suitable end to it)

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Bobby Reads works with a screwdriver on the door - he seems to be removing the lock.

Grace sees bobby in the corridor

Bobby Reads lets the screwdriver fall!

Grace: hi

Bobby Reads: hello Grace

Grace: hello Bobby

Bobby Reads bends down to get his screwdriver

Grace decides to be forward with the thin guy

Grace: So...

Grace: were you the one who complained about me to the principal?

Bobby Reads puts the screwdriver in his pants - he raises brow "what?"

Grace: come on now. tell me the truth

Grace: principal perenti said I have to get the complaint against me retracted

Grace: Don't tell me it wasn't you

Grace: I spoke to Tom yesterday

Grace: He said it wasn't him

Bobby Reads smiles - thinking about the consequences - oh he sais so. And you believe him

Grace: Yes I think so

wGrace: Well, was it you

Bobby Reads opens the door "what if I was"

Grace: So it was you then ! i knew it!

Bobby Reads slips in "want to discuss this in the corridor? hehe"

Grace: Why did you complain against me?

Bobby Reads closes the door - and turns to her - why should I tell you?

Grace looks a little indignant

Grace: well...

Grace: you should tell me

Grace: I deserve to know

Grace folds her arms

Grace: and what are you doing with that screwdriver

Bobby Reads: you.. deserve.

Bobby Reads ignores her question about the tool and goes on "what if I disagree?"

Grace: it's only fair that I know

Grace: I want you to retract the complaint

Grace: I didn't do anything to you

Bobby Reads: you did not?

Bobby Reads: anyway ....

Grace: No I did not

Bobby Reads: Perenti is not going to do anything - It's just a complaint - Or is he?

Grace: Well he said i have to resolve it within a week

Bobby Reads: hm hm.

Bobby Reads rubs his nose

Bobby Reads: ..what exactly IS in the complaint?

Grace seems impatient

Grace: something about not being a team player i think

Grace: he didn't elaborate

Grace: not collaborating

Grace: something silly

Grace: when did i ever have to collaborate with you

Bobby Reads: aah, aah

Grace: are we even in the same class?

Grace: for any subject?

Bobby Reads looks at her belly "we are not. But I will tell you. Open ears"

Grace: tell me what?

Bobby Reads hisses "you're a slut Grace, and a teaser!"

Grace: what?!

Grace: I'm not!!

Grace turns red in anger

Bobby Reads whispers "I have seen you

Grace: seen me what??

Bobby Reads: you never wear panties in school

Grace: ...

Grace: that's not... true..

Bobby Reads: no?

Bobby Reads chuckles

Bobby Reads: well not very often

Grace struggles to find a retort

Bobby Reads moves a finger calling her nearer

Grace: so what if i didn't... its none of your business. but i was... nevermind.. i do wear them now

Bobby Reads: you do - show me

Grace: i mean i do wear them everyday now

Grace: was only when fairb.. nevermind

Grace: show you?

Grace grins weakly.. "you want me to show you i'm wearing panties?"

Grace: that's ridiculous

Bobby Reads nods

Grace: can i accuse you of not wearing underwear and demand you show me otherwise

Bobby Reads: not collaborating

Bobby Reads: I can show you if you ask gently

Grace: damn!

Grace looks frustrated

Bobby Reads: it's really a good idea

Bobby Reads: now ask me gently

Grace: fine i'll collaborate... you will withdraw your complaint.. if..if i show you i'm wearing panties?

Bobby Reads: well

Bobby Reads: that would be a first step

Bobby Reads: .. slut

Grace grips her fists in anger

Grace lifts her skirt quickly, "there look"

Bobby Reads looks quickly

Bobby Reads looks disappointed "hm - hm,hm"

Grace: There, it's just some stupid gossip

Grace: i do wear them

Grace: and... so you will retract your complaint?

Grace: since i .. obliged you?

Bobby Reads: hmm.

Bobby Reads: that's not collaborating.

Bobby Reads: I'm sorry, no

Grace: why not??

Bobby Reads: why should I?

Bobby Reads: convince me - collaborate some more

Bobby Reads smiles devilish

Grace sighs

Grace: what do you want

Bobby Reads: well you could ask me if I have underwear

Bobby Reads: nicely

Grace: look this can't go on forever. after this you will agree to retract your complaint?

Bobby Reads: if it's nicely enough

Bobby Reads: if you stay there like that it's not nice

Bobby Reads: not collaborative

Grace: ok

Grace: dear bobby, are you wearing underwear?

Bobby Reads: hmmm

Bobby Reads: not enough yet

Grace: why, i did as you asked

Grace: i asked nicely

Bobby Reads: why don't you ask on your knees?

Grace gasps

Grace: oh god

Bobby Reads: I could like it more *chuckling obscenely*

Grace grips her fists again, trying not to blow up

Grace thinks about going back to the principal and telling him she can't do this

Grace walks to the door

Grace opens the door a crack and glances outside to the corridor. nobody

Bobby Reads taps his arms and stands still when she moves he just says "Grace"

Grace returns, looking at thim

Grace: this better be the last .. thing

Grace swallows her pride, and slowly... kneels down

Bobby Reads keeps chuckling

Grace: bobby...

Bobby Reads: hm?

Grace: please will you...

Grace: tell me .. if you are wearing underwear?

Bobby Reads walks near - quick - puts hand over her head "you check " he says in a deep voice

Grace stares at the boy with her eyes flashing with anger, but she resists saying anything

Grace extends her hand toward his jeans

Bobby Reads rolls her hair in his hand

Grace's fingers reach under your belt to the waistband of your underwear, then pulls back

Grace: yes

Grace: yes you are wearing

Bobby Reads pulls his zipper down

Grace: what are you doing!

Bobby Reads grabs Grace's wrist roughly

Grace tries to pull back

Grace: more..

Grace tries to pull back some more

Bobby Reads tugs stronger and forces her fingers in his jeans - where she feels a hard cock!

Grace gasps in shock and horror

Grace: you pervert!

Grace: let go of my hand

Bobby Reads pulls her hair

Grace: owww

Bobby Reads: now you suck me, you slut!

Bobby Reads: what do you think? that I'm going to help you just for your pretty face?

Grace: no, i won't !!

Grace: you're not helping me! you're... you're framing me!

Bobby Reads pulls her hair back - stretching her neck "am not! you are just a slut!"

BR005

Bobby keeps fiddling with the door controllers - he makes a few online searches - tries to find out what radio frequencies they are on. He walks cautiously - every door now seems dangerous. Bobby starts to look at the school in a systematic way.

There are cameras - cleverly hidden - he finds a few. Bobby wonders if he should talk with somoeone about his discoveries. He buys tools at the local electronic store - Tom is laughing of him - and tests, tests, tests.

Bobby fantasizes about talking control of the doors - he could become the secret master of the school - lock the principal's assistant in a maze whose only exit is thorugh him. He needs that woman - Christina - waits to see her every day she drives the principal - no way to get nearer to her yet...

A new teacher of informatics. Bobby listens with attention. He is completely sure the new teacher would know how to hack the doors' controls - but Bobby cannot be sure - what is beyond the surface of the school - people disappear here - perhaps, Bobby fears, because they discover something under the surface of the school

F019. Back Home.

One month is over now. I'm packing a quick suitcase; Christina offered to help but I've dismissed her quickly. The week seemed interminable, and now it's over. A plane and I'll meet my wife for the first time since I've started this job. I'm sure my persecutors laugh beyond my shoulders. I could not care less.

The investigators came and left but the mystery is still unbroken. No trace of either missing staff. I have a new teacher, though; is CV was good but even better was the letter of recommendation, that I've immediately filed as secret. I'll wait and see as he moves. The school network looks as a normal system but it contains - to my knowledge, at least, but nothing strange if there are more - countless honeypots and three levels of chroots. The adquate measures for a Circle safehouse. I'll wait to see if we catch him or not.

The cams are giving interesting news. I've seen our delicious Silvia naked in her room for no reason. Well, no reason until I read her Skype trace. And Bobby was tinkering with the locks - I guess he has just understood that they are all centrally controlled. Will he try something with them?

Right now, when Christina speeds me to the airport, I really could not care less.

S009: My skype sessions

I knew Jennifer would be bothering me once she learned that I have access to skype but I never expected she would ask me to do that. Two days after she found me on skype, I received a package from her. I found 12 matching sets of sexy lingeries and a high quality webcam. With the written instructions from her:

. Your computer should be always on and always stay logged on in skype.
. When at your dorm room, you should be in your lingerie only when talking to me or your daddy on skype.

That night, I was asked to pose in my new lingerie in lots of different model poses. Some are so suggestive I blushed deeply and to my dismay, I found dampness between my legs. I hoped that it won't be visible through the webcam. When she realized that I wanted to use skype because I was trying to avoid making call from the principal's office, she grinned and commented that "How lovely! It seems that your principal also knows very well how to train an obedient girl. Rule change, girl. You should stay naked when talking on skype from now on unless instructed otherwise." With that, I've been naked every night in my room as I was required to talk to Jennifer every night. I guess there is some truth in her statement. I did feel very submissive talking to Jennifer when being naked. Sometimes she even asked me to take my laptop to bed and had me knelt in front of the webcam. I can't imagine that now I'm away from home yet I am deeper in her control.

Yesterday, I was shocked when Jennifer told me daddy was very pleased about the photo album of my lingerie shots. Even though I used to doubt that some of the things that Jennifer did to me were just her own ideas. Now I doubt if that's completely true.

Now that my room has turned into a glass house to me, I've been staying outside more often during the day. I do my study in the library. I began to notice that Bobby and his dorky friends have been around and always stealing glances at girls on campus ever since the Principal mentioned Bobby to me. Clearly they've been paying attention to Grace a lot and I have a feeling that they may be also eyeing me lately. Just when I thought maybe boys in college will be more mature and pleasant...

BR004

The week ends with no further surprises for Bobby. No invitations from the principal this time! Bobby is reckless, roaming the school - hoping to meet some of the girls - but no luck. Studying is the only thing he manages to do - the library with his silence.

Bobby is walking back to his room in the late afternoon when he hears a sequence of clicks from the doors around him - click click click - he tries the door at the end of the corridor - locked. Locked? He's never seen that door locked. He walks back - locked - tries the doors of the labs - all locked.

Bobby nearly panics - then another series of clicks - and all the doors are open!

Bobby returns to his room - starts to research about remote controls and building controls. The night, when Tom is sleeping, he removes the lock from his door and starts to study it. What with that %$££$%& corridor?

BR003

Bobby cannot believe the story Tom is telling. A mugger - what? Made Grace do - what? And he told her the story about the photos - that Bobby should now destroy, Tom says. Well Tom - you lied to start with, keep lying - I will keep the photos safe - answers Bobby.

Bobby had hoped for another invitation from the principal - but no call arrived this week. He tries to study as hard as he can to fill the time. He notices another girl that goes around often with Grace - that Silvia - he should show Tom that he can score too, even without the mugger.

BR002

Bobby wakes up and looks at his watch. It's three in the morning. They just went back from the weekend with the principal - with his assistant around all day - she keeps buzzing in his mind - keeping him uncomfortably aroused. Bobby cannot sleep.

He slips out of bed - careful not to wake Tom up - he wonders if Tom will win the bet or not. Then he slips out of the school - careful not to wake anyone. Bobby walks the empty streets feeling cold in his summer jacket.

After a while he sees the road to the principal's house - perhaps it was drawing him there all the time. He wants to see the assistant. The first lights arrive, he walks uphill, jumps the fence, not knowing about the silent alarms he's waking up.

Bobby sees Christina taking her blouse off - the principal taking her bra - her tits like in the binoculars two days before. He wants to jerk off but stops.

Then something strange happens - they take him inside the house - the principal is asking him to beat her up - Bobby slaps her, feeling guilty for the pleasure he's receiving by that. Then the principal allows him to take her - a quick, furious standing fuck.

Bobby keeps daydreaming in class for the rest of the day. He thinks. The principal is a monster. Christina is mad - why she does not go to police. Bobby thinks he's mad too - ill - he needs mental care perhaps.

Bobby's friend, Tom, waits all day to meet Grace and finally scores - he asks her to go out for to take a coke before dinner. But Bobby cannot make out the girl's answer.

F015. Waking with Christina.

Well, that Bobby guy showed some courage. He found my house and slipped in. I would be proud to say he was looking for me, but it was pretty obvious he was instead looking for Christina. He did not have enough of her during the weekend, I guess. So he finds us just after coffee, when I was relaxing by slapping her breasts with a newspaper.

He was spotted by the house alarms, of course. I send Christina to call him inside, and tell him he can have her if he can give her a beating. He manages to - just a few slaps and shake, childish things - but the boy has potential. I'm afraid he could start to really like her, though - feelings are a terrible weight in this work.

Still no trace of the disappeared two. Where are they? I expected something - even a hit against me - waiting is unnerving.

F014. A weekend in the hunting hut.

So, I've found this hunting hut, in reasonable state for my purposes. Of course money is not a problem, and here it is, the wood quickly renewed, the attic reinforced and secured for possible, hmm, storage.

We reach the place in the late afternoon, with four of the boys from the dorks gang. Christina has been here since the morning with Abu, and she has opened the hut and prepared some simple food. I don't talk much with the boys, and I simply spend my time observing and thinking. The alpha male is clearly trying to find a way to measure me without exposing himself. One of the others is going to fall for the trick before or later, and challenge me. But not this time I guess. The territory is too new for them.

We have guns but this time it's only binoculars. I take them to a ridge, sitting to read my book on Paul Erdős' life. During the walk, I have told them they have to find a special kind of bird. The first one to find it must come to me and show what he's found. I grumble at their slowness but I ignore them.

Sometimes I feel the hair of my neck rising. I look in the dense foliage, knowing that Abu, hidden somewhere, has his gun on me. I never manage to see him.

The thinnest of them runs to me. From his eyes I know he's found Christina, tied half hidden on a tree on the other ridge. Timely enough. The poor woman is not wearing clothes apart from the blindfold and the insects must be really annoying her by now.

On my instructions, he walks to the other side, reaching her. The three boys look at him with their binoculars having his way with her. When he's satisfied - twice, from the comments I hear - he unties her, helps her to her clothes, and brings her back to us.

We spend together another day until lunch on Sunday. I say just once that they cannot talk of what happened, or touch her. They won't be able to resist the night, so she's sleeping with me - of course on the floor. I enjoy every moment of the tension, the boys' gaze, and the untold questions.

BR002. Cheerleading.

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S008: Another ordeal in the principal's office

It's horrible. I went to the principal's office to call home and yet he made me strip down to my underwear again. I was so nervous the whole time and tried to make the conversation short so that I could get out of there fast. Then this Robert happened to show up at the door at the worst time. I was forced to hide under the desk with the principal's legs nudging me from time to time. Gosh, it's so humiliating. I hope the principal was not planning to have me always stay in only my underwear from now on when we are alone. My legs just go weak whenever I pass his office or even just think about him.

From the conversation between the principal and Robert, I sensed that there was something unusual going on but I couldn't make sense out of it. Also something bad had happened in the locker room but the principal didn't take the proper course of action. Anyway, I was too nervous to care hiding under that desk. I wonder why the principal asked me if Robert is my friend. Hell no, he will never be. He always leers at girls on campus. I can't imagine what a disaster it would be if I were to be seen wearing only my underwear in the principal's office, especially by him.

Fortunately I've got the solution to my problem today. I was so happy to find out that we could use skype on our computer through our network. Although it's a modified version supplied by the school, it worked and that's what really counts. I just need to login to my school account first before I can log on my skype account. I guess they just want to monitor the internet usage of students which is fine by me. Jennifer found out I was online this afternoon. Without my cell phone now, I can imagine she'll be pestering me on skype from now on. Well, at least I don't have to call home from the principal's office anymore.

BR001. The Principal and his Assistant

Bobby wakes up at night - his sheet are wet with perspiration - he's dreaming of that locker room. Bobby dreams of the woman taking off her sweated clothes - he can remember the sound of the door slamming open, she looking at them when they all slip in, overcome her without a word. Sad - she was sad, no fear no rage - no outrage.

Bobby was sure he would get to hell. He was sure he would get to prison. Then the principal barely notices him and his friends. They are not even talking between themselves about the locker room episode.

In the morning, Bobby hides beyond a fence to see her coming - the principal's private assistant - she drives him to the school, then leaves - at least most days. Yesterday, he could not resist anymore and had to go to the principal office - but he could not ask any direct question. What can he do now? And that invitation - birdwatching - Bobby cannot stop fantasizing..

F013. Tuesday.

Tuesday already. There are too many things to do. We'll be without nurse for a few days - I really do not need the school to be sued if someone falls from the stairs - so I finally have arranged that meeting with the police chief tonight.

Miss Menna has made her phone call home from my room, in her underwear obviously. At least I've had my daily smile. Robert Reads - Bobby - one of the students I have selected for the dork gang asked to be received, with perfect timing, and the girl, whose clothes I had locked in a drawer, had to hide under my desk. I kept bumping her with my shoes while talking with the young, restless student.

Bobby wanted to know what game I was playing. But he could not find the nerve to ask directly. And I played the game of sly innuendos and oblique references too - the locker room event, why we stopped the soccer matches, what perspectives he has got as a student.

Finally he managed to ask why I was not furious with them. I gave him only my sly grin. I wonder what miss Menna could draw from the conversation.

When he was on the door, I told him sharply to keep free for the weekend. He and his friends. We would go birdwatching.

Miss Menna was starting to get cramps when I pulled her out. I asked her if she was friends with Bobby. As usual, she had to dress quickly outside.