Drama Class

Drama Class: Of Mice and Men

Often we think back into our past and wonder what could have been. This is one of those stories. Just to warn you this story contains spoilers for John Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men.

The walls were painted black. In the back there were four theater seats. I sat at one end. Another male student in the row was at the other end. A cute girl came into the classroom. The professor asked her to sit down.

She came to the back. Looked over each of us. I smiled at her. She smiled back and sat next to me. The professor went over the syllabus. We would be required to do a scene from "Of Mice and Men" with a partner. The professor gave us some time to discuss with each other.

I introduced myself and asked if she would be interested in doing a scene. She quickly agreed before I finished my sentence.

"Wonderful", I said.

We reviewed the scenes listed on the syllabus. One scene stood out for me. The death of Curley's wife. She had no objections.

I exchanged numbers with my partner. She was a waitress in addition to being a student. I told her that I would prepare the scene for us.

To provide some context to the scene Curley's wife is a seductive temptress. The men on the farm fear to approach her. Curley would beat them for such a violation. My character is Lennie Small a migrant laborer. He is huge man, shapeless of face, with large, pale eyes, and wide, sloping shoulders. He is incredibly strong but also of limited mental abilities.

FADE IN

INT. BARN - AFTERNOON

A great barn piled high with new hay. The hay came down like a mountain slope. There was a level place yet unfilled with the new crop. At the sides are feeding racks. Resting horses nibbling on hay. The afternoon sun sliced through the cracks of the barn walls and lay in bight lines on the hay. There was a buzz of flies in the air. The barn was quiet and humming and lazy and warm. Lennie is seated in the hay next to a packing case. Curley's wife knelt next to Lennie. We enter the conversation already taking place.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Take Curley. His hair is jus' like wire. But mine is soft and fine. 'Course I brush it a lot. That makes it fine. Here- feel right here.

She took Lennie's hand and put it on her head.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Feel right aroun' there an' see how soft it is.

Lennie's big fingers fell to stroking her hair.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Don't you mess it up.

LENNIE

Oh! That's nice.

Lennie strokes harder.

LENNIE

Oh, that's nice.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Look out, now, you'll muss it.

Curley's wife struggles.

CURLEY'S WIFE

You stop it now, you'll mess it all up!

She jerked her head sideways, and Lennie's fingers closed on her hair and hangs on. Curley's wife begins to cry angrily.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Let go. You let go!

Lennie was in a panic. His face was contorted. She screamed then, and Lennie's other hand closed over her mouth and nose.

LENNIE

Please don't. Oh! Please don't do that. George'll be mad.

She struggled violently under his hands. Her feet battered on the hay and she writhed to be free; and from under Lennie's hand came a muffled screaming. Lennie began to cry with fright.

LENNIE

Oh! Please don't do none of that. George gonna say I done a bad thing. He ain't goin let me tend no rabbits.

He moved his hand a little and her hoarse cry came out. Then Lennie grew angry.

LENNIE

Now don't. I don't want you to yell. You gonna get me in trouble jus' like George says you will. Now don't you do that.

She continued to struggle, and her eyes were wild with terror. He shook her then, and he was angry with her.

LENNIE

Don't you go yelling.

Lennie shakes her; and her body flopped like a fish. And then she was still, for Lennie had broken her neck. He looked down at her, and carefully he removed his hand from over her mouth, and she lay still.

LENNIE

I don't want ta hurt you, but George'll be mad if you yell.

When she didn't answer nor move he bent closely over her. He lifted her arm and let it drop. For a moment he seemed bewildered. In a fright he whispered.

LENNIE

I done a bad thing. I done another bad thing.

He pawed up the hay until it partly covered her.

FADE OUT

My partner thanked me for the work I put into the assignment. We scheduled a time to come rehearse the scene at my place later that evening. I will lived with my parents at the time. They knew we would be rehearsing a scene. My room was somewhat basic: bed, book case, table, computer and chair.

She arrived wearing black pants, a dark button shirt covering her white spaghetti strap cami top. The first few buttons on her shirt were undone. Her cleavage was visible. I lead her to my room and closed the door. She had just come straight from work. We sat down on the floor at the side of my bed.

We did a straight read of the script without any emotion or action. Then we started to put more feeling into it and incorporate action. She took off her shirt leaving only her cami. I noticed her erect nipples when my hands closed on her hair. She yelled and struggled as I controlled her head. My cock stiffened at her helplessness. I delivered the end of the scene and buried her in the hay.

She looked up at me and smiled. Sitting up she said that the scene was so sad. She asked me if I would be interested in trying to add some improv to the scene to see where it could have gone. I agreed with her. We both sat on the bed.

FADE IN

INT. BARN - AFTERNOON

Lennie is seated in the hay next to a packing case. Curley's wife knelt next to Lennie. We enter the conversation already taking place.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Take Curley. His hair is jus' like wire. But mine is soft and fine. 'Course I brush it a lot. That makes it fine. Here- feel right here.

Curley's wife unbuttons and pulls off her pants. She takes Lennie's hand and put it into her moist underwear.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Feel right aroun' there an' see how soft it is.

Lennie's big fingers fell to stroking her hair. Lennie smiles as he explores her. Rubbing her clit round and round. She lets out a little gasp.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Don't you muss it up.

LENNIE

Oh! That's nice.

Lennie strokes harder. Lennie pulls in close and smells Curley's wife.

LENNIE

Oh, that's nice.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Look out, now, you'll muss it.

Curley's wife struggles. Lennie feels the moistness that makes her thigh slippery. Lennie inserts a finger into her. He starts to slowly move around his finger. She moans and whimpers. He starts a rhythm inside of her; flicking the right spot.

CURLEY'S WIFE

You stop it now, you'll mess it all up!

She jerked her head sideways, and Lennie's fingers closed on her hair and hangs on. Curley's wife begins to cry angrily. Lennie takes his hand out of her panties and stands up. His cock erect thru his pants clearly pointing at her face.

LENNIE

Take it out now.

Curley's wife complies and unzips his pants. Biting her under lip; she reaches towards the opening with her hands. Lennie jerks her head back so that her eyes meet his. She whimpers.

CURLEY'S WIFE

Let go. You let go!

LENNIE

No, with your tongue.

Lennie pushes her head into his crotch. He keeps control and does not let go. She is able to coax his cock out of the pants. His cock springs out erect. She begins to tease with her tongue. Lennie's face contorted and precum drips out of his cock. She caught it with her hand and rubbed it behind her ear. She licked her lips and began do take all of Lennie into her mouth. Her head begins to pounce rapidly. Lennie loses character and for some moments closes his eyes as he enjoys himself. Lennie focuses and pulls on her hair.

LENNIE

Please don't. Oh! Please don't do that. George'll be mad.

He pulls her off of his cock. She moaning in sexual frustration. Lennie's other hand closed over her mouth and nose. Lennie guides her down horizontal on to the hay.

She struggled violently under his hands. Her feet battered on the hay and she writhed to be free; and from under Lennie's hand came a muffled moaning. Lennie began to feel nature taking over.

LENNIE

Oh! Please don't do none of that. George gonna say I done a bad thing. He ain't goin let me tend no rabbits.

He moved his hand a little and her submissive cry came out. Then Lennie grew a confident smile.

LENNIE

Now don't. I don't want you to yell. You gonna get me in trouble jus' like George says you will. Now don't you do that.

She continued to struggle, and her eyes were wild with terror. Lennie pulled her underwear to the side and positioning his throbbing cock at her lustful slit. It ached for him. He rose and thrusted into her. Coming up to be face to face with her. He looked deeply into her eyes. She averted her eyes downward in obedient submission.

LENNIE

Don't you go yelling.

One of Lennie's hands are covering her mouth restricting her air. The other hand is gripped tightly on the hair behind her head. Lennie begins to fuck Curley's wife. Her demeanor changes and she loses the role she is playing. She holds on to him and crosses her legs around his back. Lennie shakes her entire body with each thrust. She starts to bounce her hips to match his motion. Over and over they go until he comes to a sweet release. Both of them now drenched in sweat. She is still, for Lennie had broken in his new submissive. He looked down at her, and carefully he removed his hand from over her mouth, and she lay still.

LENNIE

I don't want ta hurt you, but George'll be mad if you yell.

When she didn't answer nor move he bent closely over her. He lifted her arm and let it drop. For a moment he seemed bewildered.

He pawed up the hay until it partly covered her.

FADE OUT

She knew he would be her Dominant.