Chapter 1096 Glory knows some truth!  ---------------------------------------------

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Alan was sitting in a chair that was pulled up to Glory's big desk.There were a number of papers in front of him. He had a pen in hand andlooked to be busy at work marking the papers. He looked up in surpriseto see Heather and Simone come in.

Heather and Simone walked right up to him, giving only slight nods to acknowledge him there.

Heather though, was snickering at the same time. She said, "Ishould speak with the person in charge here." She looked at Glory, andthen looked at Alan. Then she said to Alan, "Hard at work, I see? I'llbet you're very busy."

Glory closed the door and walked up to the others. She andAlan had been talking, not fooling around. So even though Alan'scorrecting of papers was a hastily arranged cover story, Glory said withsome sincere indignation, "Heather, I don't appreciate your insinuatingtone. You know that Alan works as teacher's aide, helping me with somemundane tasks."

Heather turned her evil glare on Glory and sneered, "I'veheard it called a lot of things, but never a 'mundane task.' Alan, tellme, it sounds like you're not rocking her-"

Simone cut in before Heather could say something inexcusableabout Alan and Glory having sex. She said, "Hold on, Heather. Ms.Rhymer, please, don't mind her. I'm the one who brought Heather here andI apologize for her attitude. She and I need to talk to Alan alone.It's urgent. Believe me, I wouldn't interrupt without a very goodreason."

"That may be," Glory said, obviously irritated, "but this ismy classroom and if you have something to say here, you'd better say itin front of me." She drew herself up and gathered around her all theauthority of a school teacher that she could muster. She folded her armsunder her chest, both to intimidate Heather and to arouse Alan.Simone gave some consideration on the problem of where totalk. She was very mindful of the fact that Christine was waitingoutside. She thought, Damn! Out of the frying pan, into the fire.Here, or out there? Hmmm. If we go outside, Christine and Heather mightcome to blows, plus Christine has that whole secret rumor network ofhers. Ms. Rhymer is known for soaking up all the gossip but at least shekeeps what she learns to herself.

Alan spoke up, turning to his teacher. "Ms. Rhymer, this ispretty private stuff, I'm sure. It might even be related to some of theproblems I'm having that we were talking about earlier. I think it'spretty important that I hear what they have to say."action

Glory acted very firm and authoritative. "Well then, if it'sso important, spit it out, girls. If it does relate to Alan's problems,and I'm sure it does, then that's even more reason why I should hear it.In fact, I was just giving advice to him on that very topic as we weregrading papers, so I want to know. Or, if you prefer your privacy" - shegestured with imperious finality - "there's the door."

In actual fact, Glory had seen Christine in the hallwaybriefly and was using that knowledge to her advantage as she bluffed herway through this situation. The last thing she wanted was for everyoneto go into the hallway and leave her behind. In fact, if they did thatshe would be more than a little bit tempted to follow and snoop. Sheloved to gather up school gossip just as much as ever, and if the gossipinvolved Alan AND Heather, her interest level was off the charts.

Simone looked around like a trapped animal. She finally said,"Okay. Um. Alan. Let's see. How do I put this? ... Oh, Jesus." She keptlooking at Ms. Rhymer, who was trying not to look too smug. Simonethrew her arms up in frustration. "This is so embarrassing! ... What do Isay?!"

Glory gave Simone some assistance. "Look. While Heather iscompletely wrong with her irresponsible insinuations that Alan and Ihave some kind of physical relationship" - she shot Heather a nastylook, which Heather gave back in kind - "it is true that he and I arefriends."

Heather snorted loudly with disbelief and derision.

But Glory ignored that and continued speaking directly toSimone. "In fact, I pride myself on being something of a mentor to him.He comes to me with his problems. Personal problems, even. I know allabout his rather unusual ... let us say entanglements ... with more thanone girl. I even know all about his sexual history with someonestanding right here." Taking an educated guess, based on Simone's subtlebeauty, not to mention her continued embarrassment, she added, "Orshould I say some people? Very little gets past me. So don't be shy. Ifthis is to help him with his problems with the football players, Ipromise I will not punish anyone and I will not let a word of what issaid leave this room. I assume it's a given that everyone will agree tothe same about secrecy?"

She looked pointedly to Heather.

The blonde bitch grudgingly nodded, but said snarkily, "I'vebeen keeping the secret of your little love affair with Alan, so I cankeep this secret too."

Glory stepped forward, filled with the desire to actuallypunch Heather in the face. The fact that Heather's allegations were truesomehow made Glory even angrier, because she was mad at herself and sheprojected that anger onto Heather. She forced herself to stop, but shewas so pissed off that she couldn't think up any clever comeback.

Then Heather impatiently said to Simone, "Spit it out already, girl."

To Alan, she added with her own frustration, "She hasn't eventold me what this is all about, just that this is so, so, SOOO veryimportant and I have to come with." She rolled her eyes, as if she wassure Simone had been exaggerating about the urgency and importance ofwhatever this was.

Simone tried to build up some courage to talk with a teacherlistening, and finally blurted, "Okay. If that's how it's going to be,I'm just going to spit it out. Since we're all in the know, we all knowhow Alan ordered Heather to take that extremely large Bitch Trainer upher ass before school, right?" She'd been looking away from everyone asshe said this, but after she was done she looked at Glory to gauge herreaction.

Glory looked like she'd just swallowed a fence post. Her eyesbulged out and she nearly gagged. But she recovered quickly. Shedesperately wanted to know more. So, even though her eyes were still toowide and alert to look normal, she gave Simone a knowing nod andnon-verbally encouraged her to continue.Simone looked back at Alan, who seemed surprisinglypoker-faced and uninvolved. She said, "God, this is too weird! But ifyou all want to hear it, I'm going to tell it!" She gave a big breathand continued, "Okay. It's like this. Heather was gone from school fortwo hours earlier, supposedly to change out of one outrageous outfit andinto, well, into another." She almost had to laugh at how similarHeather's current outfit was to the one that had gotten her kicked outof school mere hours before. "And you know how she acts all spaced outand kind of drunk whenever she's got a big dildo up her, uh, posterior?"

Alan nodded.

Glory's mind raced as she mentally reviewed Heather'sin-class behavior over the past couple of days. Everything Simone wassaying was new to her, but it struck her that Heather's peculiar changein demeanor during class since Monday now made sense. That also meantthat what Simone was saying now was the honest truth. She struggled notto show too much surprise on her face, but her heart was pounding withexcitement - this was prime gossip.

Heather though, was starting to get suspicious about Simone.As difficult as it was for her to walk in her five-inch heels, she beganpacing away from Simone, then turned back at her friend accusingly."Just a minute. Where are you going with this? Alan, tell her to stop.Let's take this conversation outside already!"

Alan turned to Heather and said firmly, in carefully even tones, "Be quiet! Let her finish."

Alan did a double-take as he remembered something from earlier. Hegave Heather another look and said accusingly, "By the way, Heather, areyou forgetting what I told you this morning on how you're supposed toaddress me?"

Heather paled and all defiance seemed to flee her. "You can'tbe serious, Sir?" She nearly whispered the "Sir." She looked at Glory,mortified.

"That's part of it," he corrected her. "And I didn't hearthat last word. What happened to you wanting to use the sarcasmapproach?"

Heather thought, Fuck this shit! I'm not going toembarrass myself in front of this teacher. Why should I? I'm the queenof the school! NO FUCKING WAY! But she was extremely aroused. Evenas she was thinking these thoughts, she brought her legs together andmade her body stiff. Then she turned around and bent over at a rightangle. While the skirt she wore now was longer than the one that she'dbeen sent home for wearing earlier in the day, the difference was onlyabout three inches, at most. So, as she bent over, her skirt rose uphigh, exposing her entire ass to her most hated teacher.

Glory's eyes went wide again and she couldn't help butmutter, "Jesus!" At first she didn't even realize that Heather waswearing a thong and thought the girl was totally bare-assed commando(just as she was). But she took a few steps forward until she had abetter view and discovered with some relief that Heather was in factwearing at least something to cover her pussy, albeit barely. Heather'sass cheeks however were completely exposed and the outline of her pussylips was clearly visible.

Despite Glory's anger and lack of lesbian leanings, as atanned athlete herself she couldn't help but be impressed by, and evenfeel slightly envious of, such a muscular, deeply tanned, and well tonedfemale ass. The lack of any tan lines whatsoever was particularlynoticeable and shocking.

Heather was trying to pretend Glory wasn't there. She knewthat her nipples were exposed and in fact most of her tits were danglingout of her tight top, but she tried to pretend that wasn't happeningtoo. She said to Alan, in a louder voice, "Sir. It's a little late forsarcasm to save me in this situation, isn't it? Sir!" She sounded pissedoff, but there also was a slightly submissive element in her voice.

Glory didn't miss that tone, and it left her completelybewildered. The use of the word "Sir" caused her eyes to bug out evenmore.

Simone could see Glory's extreme shock and asked, "Ms.Rhymer? I thought this was all old hat to you? Don't you know all aboutAlan and Heather and me, and her training program? You said you did."

Glory recovered somewhat. She continued with her bluff aboutknowing more than she actually did and replied, "It is. It is. But it'sone thing to hear it in the abstract and quite another thing to see itfor the first time with your own eyes. Can't you see that?"

Simone visibly relaxed and laughed. "Yeah, I can. In fact, Ican totally relate! I remember the first time I saw Heather tamed byAlan. The stuck up girl was completely naked, wet, and desperatelybegging for a good fuck. I think my eyes popped out even more than yoursdid just now!" She laughed harder, but then realized she'd used theword "fuck" in front of a teacher. She blushed, and said, "Um, I meantbegging for a good, uh..."

Now it was Glory's turn to laugh. The absurdity of attemptingto be proper and polite while attempting to complete the phrase"begging for a good..." really struck her funny bone. She said with asmile, "I know what you mean. And while I don't approve of swearing, inthis case I'll let it slide, since we are talking about Ms. Morgan here.Feel free to use the word 'bitch' as well." She laughed a bit more,glad to get that dig at Heather in. As a teacher, she wasn't allowed tocall Heather a bitch to her face and she'd internalized rules like that,so that was probably as close as she'd ever get.

Simone laughed at the bitch comment, and saw that Alan was laughing, too.