1. I''d Never View it as Cheating--Part 2


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    embarrassment. I’ve worked with too many teenagers not to recognize the signs of possible abuse. I took her arm and walked her to the nurse’s office. Once there I cleared the other students out and brought Jackie in to see Doris Ridley, R.N., our school nurse. Doris has been around like forever and she’s seen it all. I just showed her the bruise. She led Jackie into a curtained area with a bed and lamp. I excused myself and returned to my office just up the hall. I wasn’t there more than two minutes when Doris rushed in, pulling me back to her office. “You have to see this, Chuck. It’s horrible and poor Jackie is terrified.” She pulled the curtain aside and I was shocked to see Jackie sitting on the bed clad only in her bra and panties. I turned away instantly. “Excuse me, Jackie; I didn’t realize you were undressed.” “It’s okay, Dr. S—I trust you and Mrs. Ridley says you should see what happened.” I returned reluctantly behind the curtain. Jackie rose and, as she did, I could see roughly a dozen round red marks on her chest, breasts, and stomach. “Are those…burns…cigarette burns?” She turned around to show me more on her back and thighs. “Yeah, my mom did this when I got home from school yesterday.” “Why? What could you possibly have done to deserve anything like this?” “I didn’t really do anything. She found a note in my jeans from a boy—Bobby Turner—saying how much he loves me. He gave it to me after math Monday. I was in a hurry to get to my locker and the bus so I ...
    didn’t even read it. She found it in the laundry and called me a slut and a whore. I’m not, Dr. S. I’ve never even been out on a real date and I’m still a virgin. I don’t understand. I’m afraid to go home this afternoon.” “There’s no reason to be concerned. You’re not going home. I have to report this to Children’s Protective Services. I’m required by law. I’ll arrange for you to spend the day with Miss Moffet, the social worker. Don’t worry about your classes. I’ll cover you with the teachers. Now, get dressed—I’ll be back for you in a minute or so.” Thirty seconds later I walked into the social worker’s office, not surprised to find two students speaking with Suzanne. “Sorry, but I need to interrupt. I have a bit of an emergency.” The kids left and I closed the door to speak in confidence. Basically, I wanted her to keep Jackie under wraps to ensure her safety and the confidentiality of her situation. I’d be on the phone to CPS as soon as I was sure she was safe. Five times over the past three years I’d had to call in CPS for cases of suspected child abuse—just like this or even worse. In three of those cases parents had come to school to get their children. In each case I had denied them access, once despite being threatened with a pistol. That SOB is still in prison and will be for another five years, at least. The principle of in loco parentis —in the place of the parent-- applies here. I was mandated by state law to take all actions expected of a reasonable parent especially ...
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