She had ignored his advice completely. Fort Arthur was the only offer she had received from an urban area high school. Her choice had been this school or some rural school where she would have been forced to live in a small, narrow-minded community. Julie didn't want that. She wanted to be within driving distance of a major city and night clubs and plenty of interesting men. The men were even more important to her than the night clubs. She did not intend to spend her evenings sitting in some little town alone and isolated. No way.

She shook herself away from her musings and tried to pick up the conversation between Sybil and Dave. They were assuring her that Fort Arthur was probably a great deal worse than she had heard. The little blonde laughed at their stories without letting them frighten her. After all, they were still here weren't they? It couldn't be too bad a school and keep so many faculty members over the years.

"She doesn't believe us," Sybil told the history teacher. "She's not paying a bit of attention to us."

"Maybe she likes having to fight the students off," he answered. "Maybe she doesn't mind them getting hard-ons right in the middle of class.

"Oh that doesn't happen all that often," the redhead scolded him. "Not more than once or twice a day."

She wrinkled her nose at the little blonde. Julie felt a surge of warmth from the older woman. She would have an ally here. She would have this quite lovely woman to guide and counsel her. She already felt better. Despite all their taunts and warnings, she felt better having these two behind her. The young blonde had no way of knowing how much safer she would have been without the pleasant couple who sat across the table from her. She never suspected that already they were eyeing her luscious young body, imagining their hands all over those delicious tits, already picturing her submitting to their passions.

"Think she'll do?" Sybil asked the history teacher after the girl left their table.