"The nerve of that man!"
Natalie Knockers straightened her blouse out over her large chest.
"Come, Natalie. You know it was an accident." Paula Swanson insisted.
She and her best friend Natalie were driving to the main offices of the the Breastford school district. The offices were conveniently located across the campus; they were designed to be almost on the campus itself. As they neared the campus, they slowed down due to the school's new basketball coach, who had been following them.
Natalie gave a small grunt from the passenger's seat.
"This sort of thing would never happen if-"
She stopper herself short.
"If what?" Paula asked, looking over at her friend.
"Nevermind."
Paula decided to steer the conversation in another direction as she turned on to the road leading to the high school.
"How long do you think Evelyn will give him?" she asked.
Natalie shrugged.
"Don't know." she said. "God, I can't stand that woman."
"Oh she's not so bad." Paula retorted.
"No?" Natalie gave her friend a stern look. "The girls are more curious than ever. Remember what it was like when we were kids?"
"I do." Paula cringed at the thought.
"Imagine what it would be like if things continued the way they are."
Paula thought it over as they approached the parking lot.
"She has no idea what to do with the power she has." Natalie remarked.
"Yes but there's not much anyone can do it about it." Paula countered. "She was elected by the committee, and that's that."
"Yeah, well...she'll be up for re-election soon." Natalie said.
Paula laughed.
"And who's going to oppose her?" she asked.
"Paula...you've heard the same things I have. You've seen everything I've seen. You and I...we're practically sisters. And I tell you what I'm about to tell you not out of spite or jealousy, but out of compassion. Evelyn is...scared."
They pulled into a parking space; Coach Blue pulled in next to them. Paula looked at her friend and blinked.
"Scared?" she asked.
"Oh come on Paula." Natalie urged. "You've heard the rumors that have circulated around the committee. They're all true."
"You know this for a fact?" Paula asked.
"Yes!" Natalie exclaimed. "Well...no. Look, I know they're true. I know the type of person Evelyn is, and I can just...feel it. Can't you?"
Paula sat back and stared off, blankly. It was true, she had felt something. Something which she couldn't explain. She felt certain that the other members of the committee had felt it too. But she just couldn't bring her head around it.
"Nat," she began. "I'm a scientist. I don't love. I prefer. I don't pray. I take action. And I don't make decisions unless they're well thought out, precise, and free of divine assumption. I believe in facts; not feelings."
"Yeah." Natalie said, giving a slight frown. "I know."
Paula looked at her friend and flashed her a fake smile.
"Hey let's just get through one thing at a time." she said. "Steven is waiting."
Natalie was still frowning. But after a quick moment, she too put on a fake smile.
"Okay." she said. "Let's get him checked in."
* * * * * * * * *
Coach Blue pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and a faded gray shirt; the same clothes he would be issuing the next day. He was surprised to find that there was only one locker room, as he had been told that Breastford had not always been a school for girls. A single wall separated his future office from the present locker room. Where the back wall of his office started, the front wall of the showers began. Along the side wall, a large mirror ran across it's length; apparently built into the wall itself when the school was built. He guessed that to be true as the mirror was slightly faded.
He had frowned at his penis when pulling up his new shorts. But as he stood in that locker room he began to feel more and more at peace, and eventually ceased feeling any remorse to the events which took place the previous night.
With a newfound wind, he stepped forward, opened the door and stepped outside where Paula and Natalie were waiting for him.
"Ugh." Natalie said. "I still don't know why you insisted on wearing those God-awful clothes."
Coach Blue looked at himself up and down. Indeed, he looked as if he were going to practice with the team, as opposed to coaching it.
"They're the same clothes your daughter will be wearing." he said. "As a coach, I find that I can have more of an impact on my pupils if I can relate to them in any way possible."
"Hear that, Miss Evers?" Natalie called into his office.
Coach Blue turned his attention to the slightly open door. The door swung open from the inside and out stepped a very beautiful, very busty, school principal.
Evelyn wore her blond hair up in a bun, she also wore a pair of the thickest lensed glasses Coach Blue had ever seen. But with the body that stood holding up her beautifully polished face, she could have passed for a Playboy centerfold if only Playboy had seen boobs that big.
Big would have been an understatement. Her white blouse struggled to retain itself as it was stretched across her massive bust. The blouse had many buttons; however, none of them could be buttoned. If that blouse was buttoned it was beyond Coach Blue's vision. Or perhaps they were simply hiding behind the bottom of her dark green jacket, which she wore to compensate for the blouse which wouldn't button up.
The jacket itself seemed to be in the same boat as the blouse. Only three of her jacket's buttons could be done, all of which were well under her bust line. The buttons stopped at her waist, where an equally dark skirt began to hug her curvy hips. Coach Blue had visions of a blond, real life version of Jessica Rabbit as he gazed at the busty goddess of the school.
Coach Blue snapped out of his daze and hurriedly rushed over to Evelyn, sticking out his hand as he did so.
"Steven Blue!" he said. "Coach."
Evelyn had a stern look on her face as she stared down the eager Coach.
"Step inside please." she said, gesturing to his office.
"Um...okay. Sure." Coach Blue said, complying with her request.
As he passed the busty beauty, he could feel Evelyn's massive chest meats pressing up against his body, even though he thought he had plenty of room to squeeze by without invading her bubble. He stepped into the office and heard the door close behind him.
He could see the three women deep in conversation through the small glass pane in the door.
"Not another word." Evelyn said, pointing her finger at Natalie.
"Yes, Miss Evers." Natalie said, hanging her head.
"Principal Evers, if you would jus-" Paula began, before being cut off by the busty principal.
"I don't want to hear it!" she said sternly. "If you two don't approve of the way I do things, then I suggest you gather your things and start looking for another job. Otherwise, stop meddling in school affairs and do just as you're told. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Principal Evers." the two women said in unison.
