Directorial Debut

Here is a scene from my upcoming film. The red carpet opening will be held at a theater near you:

1. Schoolgirls. The Rubswell Avenue bus is running late, much too late. A crowd has gathered at each of its stops. It's a beautiful Spring day. Sarah, Melissa, and Jodi have left school late as they were punished for wearing skirts much shorter than school regulations allow. It's 4:00 PM. They get to their stop and are dismayed to see the mob that is waiting for the bus. On their way to the bus stop they have turned heads, made grown men almost come to tears, forced a janitor to follow them for three blocks as he played with his pecker through the hole in his pants, and made a thirteen-year-old boy run home to take out the vaseline and masturbate to the memory of those three long-legged angels.

The girls are seventeen but they look 25. Their hair is blonde. Their skin is silky and lined with the thinnest peach fuzz imaginable. They are wearing red tartan pleated skirts which prevent them from bending over too much lest their panties are exposed to the perverts who usually lurk outside their school, waiting for them to come out. For the most part, the girls are unware of their salivating admirers. For the most part, that is. Melissa, the freckly one, is now very careful: a few weeks ago she realized that a guy was following her when she said good bye to her friends. She stopped at a payphone to call her boyfriend. She dropped some change. When she bent down she realized a bag had been discreetly placed between her legs. Through its cut-out hole she could see a camera lens. She promptly hung up and walked briskly away. The footage of her walking away and looking back with fear completes one and a half hours of digital video which by now has begun to circulate on the net. But that's another story. (This can be shown as a flashback.)

On this afternoon the girls are also wearing white, tight blouses and heels that also go way beyond the height allowed by the school. Melissa and Jodi are very happy because they have just signed modeling contracts. Sarah's menstrual flow was pretty heavy today. She had to remove her thongs (they all wear thongs) and go home without underwear, "But it's OK," she thinks, "nobody knows and I'll be home pretty soon." (We know because the scene has a narrator voice-over).

The girls go to the back of the line and start to chatter. Three men soon appear behind them. They are all wearing thin shorts and have long T-shirts that hang over the waistline. They all have their hands in their pockets and and seem delighted with the crowd, as opposed to everyone else, especially the girls--and especially Sarah, who is quite a little bitch.

The bus arrives. The crowd starts to surge. Each man, sweating, strong, and ready to handle the heavy crowd, immediately positions himself behind each of the lovely blonde godesses. Melissa, sweet, cute and cuddly Melissa, is the first one to feel the pressure on her behind. She dismisses it as part of the crowd movement. She just wants to go home. Jodi, on the other hand immediately knows what's up. She knows her ass sticks way out through her skirt and she tries to walk to school as often as possible to avoid the perverts who always try to rub up against her. She looks back, and sees a handsome man from whom she can't escape, who by know has his entire body against her. She feels his erection firmly against her pleated skirt, but she doesn't have the guts to cry out--she just closes her eyes and says, "Oh, my gaawwddd!" Sarah, just feet from the other girls, listening to her walkman, is to concerned with moving up and down to the beat of the pop song she's listening to to notice the hand that has lightly gone up her skirt and is nestled between her buttocks. What pleasant surprise the guy behind Sarah was in for!

After much pushing and shoving, all three girls are inside the bus, each with her Chikan at her back. Each man clings to his girl. Each man protects his piece of meat. Each man must control his aching balls to not shoot their love juice so soon. But all three are master chickans and in control of their game.

(To be continued...)

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