Field House

Dusty smiled as Jen took her hand and walked with her quietly, a smile across her face that could not make anyone mistake Jen's holding of Dusty's hand as a token of support. She slowly lets go of Jen's hand and gets into the car, then grabs it again once in the car.
 
Jen squeezed Dusty's hand once they were situated in the car she couldn't resist leaning over and giving Dusty a soft kiss on the lips more a peck then anything it was over in a matter of seconds.

The photojournalist couldn't believe his luck he quickly snapped another picture knowing he had such a huge story in the making. He called his editor and gave him the scoop to get someone working on the story to go along with his pictures.
 
Dusty closes her eyes as Jen gives her a soft kiss on the lips then pulls back. She smiles softly to Jen and sits back in her seat. "I can't wait to get home from practice. Too bad we even have practice today. I'm just not in the mood today."
 
Jen pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number. "Ms. Thatcher this is Jen Hart could you announce that soccer practice is cancelled for today we will resume tomorrow. Dusty is just fine but not feeling all that great so I thought it best to cancel practice. Thank you see you tomorrow."

Jen smiled at Dusty. "There now we can just go home."
 
Dusty raises an eyebrow as she sees the phone come out of Jen's purse. She listens curiously wondering what this is all about then grins and places a hand on Jen's knee. "Thanks Jen.. I really appreciate it." She gets a chill and when she shivers the heart and J on her choker jingle. She tilts her head and runs a finger over the choker and giggles a bit.
 
Jen smiled. "Your welcome my sweet let's go home." Jen places her hand over Dusty's. She starts the car and heads for home.

The photojournalist snaps a couple more pictures as the car takes off knowing he has struck gold with this story.

Jen pulls the car into the drive and breaths a sigh of relief no reporters about. She grabs the mail and waits for Dusty as they go inside.
 
Dusty relaxes even more, she is fine despite the stress of the day. Dusty grabs her back and heads into the house to join Jen as she goes through the mail. Jen suddenly remembers something and reaches into her bag for her secret portfolio she had grabbed from her locker the day Jen brought her home the first time
 
Jen sorted through her mail tossing stuff in pills. She handed a stack to Dusty. "Word gets around I guess." She noticed Dusty was holding something. "What's that?"
 
Dusty looks at her mail curiously for a moment, not going through it yet though. She tosses it on the couch and grins then winks and heads to the bedroom with the portfolio, glancing over her shoulder to see if Jen follows. She sits on the bed and opens the binder then lays out a series of pictures of her nude.
From left to right they are..
Dusty kneeling with her head bowed and her hands on her knees
the same picture but from the back
The pictures continue in an array of Dusty in submissive positions.
Dusty blushes a bit as she finishes laying out the black and white self portraits
 
photojournalist and reporter

He returned to the paper and devolped his pictures quite happy with how they turned out. He pulled the hand holding one out to use in the evening edition. He hurried upstairs to give it to the reporter.

He handed over the one picture and showed the other's. "These are for the morning edition but this one will give a lead in for it."

The reporter looked at them. "These are liquid gold you were so in the right place at the right time. Here's my copy for the evening edition it's a teaser the more indepth will come for the am edition."

Famed Goalie at Robert E. Lee High School involved with her assastiant soccer coach.

Dusty Wolfe was seen with her assastiant soccer coach Jen Hart also a teacher at Robert E. Lee High School it seems teacher and student are involved with each other in more then a platonic way. The above picture dipictes this. This story will have more follow up in the morning edition when there has been more time for investigation. This picture was taking when Dusty and Jen were leaving Red Lobster where they went after the funeral services of Ms. Wolfe's parents. The picture at the side was taken at the services Ms. Hart comforting an emitional Ms. Wolfe though in light of the other circumstances it seems to me to be much more then a comforting embrace.
 
Jen followed Dusty and looked at the pictures she laid out her heart stoped beating for a half of a second and she had to remember to breath. The self potraits were amazing and the positions she was in. It seemed her sweet one was submissive by nature. "My sweet those are amazing." she managed to say.

Jen pondered showing off her secret room but decided to wait for the moment she wanted to speak to her sweet one first. "Dusty do you wish to make those reality?"
 
Dusty holds her breath as Jen looks over the pictures. She didn't really realize she was doing this until Jen speaks and she sucks a breath in quickly. She blushes and grins at Jen. "You really like them? Your the only one who has seen them. I developed them in my basement.

Dusty looks at Jen in shock when Jen asks if she would like to make the pictures a reality. Dusty nods slowly and smiles, though blushing a bit of course. "Yes Jen, I would."
 
Jen smiled. "Yes really I'm glad you showed them to me." Jen took in Dusty's answer and nodded. She took Dusty's hand and led her to the locked door at the end of the hall. She unlocked the door and pushed it open to reveal a four poster bed with cuffs on each post. Along one wall of the room were various belts, floggers, leather straps, riding crops, paddles, and even a cane. On the other wall were various types of cuffs and other fun things. There was a desser against the third wall that contained various toys, lubricants, and lotions. Her favorite piece in the room was the spanking bench she just aquired. She stepped back and looked at Dusty gaging her reaction.
 
Dusty smiles as Jen takes her hands and follows her quietly. She peaks into the room as Jen opens the door and her jaw drops open. She looks around in complete shock then back at Jen. She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out. She is totally speachless for once in her life.
 
Jen watched Dusty curiously and noticed that her sweet one was quite speachless. "My sweet are you okay?" She knows that she has shocked Dusty.
 
Dusty nods her head and clears her throat "I'm fine Jen?" She looks back into the room and grabs the door face with her left hand, though down low so Jen can't see. She looks back at Jen and smiles "Oh wow... that's impressive."
 
Jen smiled and went over giving Dusty a hug then closed the door to the room. "You weren't ready to see this yet but that's okay. We will never do anything you aren't ready for."
 
Dusty starts to protest but knows it is pointless, and she really doesn't feel like she can balk at anything that Jen says. She just nods "Sorry, I was just not expecting to see that. I doubt I will have troubles with anything that we do. Now I am really glad that I saved those pictures to show you. I umm... took them while thinking about you" she says with a blush.
 
Jen smiled and blushed a bit herself. "You were really thinking of me when you took those?"

She noticed the look on Dusty's face when she mentioned her not being ready to see the room and knew she was going to protest. "My sweet you can always say what ever you want to me. No matter what it is it won't make me stop loving you. As for my saying you weren't ready to see that room it was more of I should have told you before showing you."
 
Dusty blushes again and nods slowly "Yes... I thought about you the whole time."

Dusty nods and smiles "Well it is was definitely not expected, but very cool." She leans against Jen a bit and smiles "I was never sure what to think of you or to expect of you. I had always wondered what you were like behind closed doors and seeing this I am just so in awe."
 
Jen smiled. "I'm flattered Dusty."

She listened to Dusty and smiled. "I'm in awe of you as well my sweet. I never expected that you'd be submissive." She wrapped her arms around Dusty and held her close.

She heard the paper being delivered just then. "Shall we see the paper or wait?"
 
Dusty blushes even more.
She smiles and leans into Jen as she talks "Yeah.. big tough goalie a submissive huh?" Dusty giggles and snuggles into Jen's arms. She looks toward the front door and shakes her head "I don't want to see it. Too much depressing stuff. Let's wait."
 
Jen smiled and held onto Dusty. "No it is more your attitude then that my sweet."

Jen heard a knock at her door. "I guess we shall be seeing the paper after all shesh."

Jen went and answered the door seeing no one there she picked up the paper. She looked at the front page and did a double take. "Oh bloody hell." She held the paper out for Dusty to see.

Famed Goalie at Robert E. Lee High School involved with her assastiant soccer coach.

The picture of them holding hands.

Dusty Wolfe was seen with her assastiant soccer coach Jen Hart also a teacher at Robert E. Lee High School it seems teacher and student are involved with each other in more then a platonic way. The above picture dipictes this. This story will have more follow up in the morning edition when there has been more time for investigation. This picture was taking when Dusty and Jen were leaving Red Lobster where they went after the funeral services of Ms. Wolfe's parents. The picture at the side was taken at the services Ms. Hart comforting an emitional Ms. Wolfe though in light of the other circumstances it seems to me to be much more then a comforting embrace.
 
Dusty looks at the paper in shock and nearly passes out cold when she sees the headline and the photo. She looks up at Jen and blinks, not sure what to say about it. She takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself. "Damn good thing you have that other job waiting for you"
 
Jen sat on the couch before she fell over from shock. "Yeah but will I still have that job with this?" She pondered something.
"They can't prove anything of course we were holding hands lots of people hold hands. Know if the kiss was on film." Jen sighs a bit then busts up laughing. "Yeah know I don't rightly care I love you and being with you isn't wrong it's the most right thing in the world."
 
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