Dream Boy

Chapter 19

“Stand up, Boy, when I speak to you,” she shouted.

            Derek stood up with tears swelling in his eyes.

            “Have you been playing with yourself, Derek?” she said.

            Derek was not sure what she meant, and remained silent.  The class began to snigger in a suppressed way.

            “Quiet,” she shouted.

            The classroom became silent, each child terror-stricken with Derek’s third degree grilling.

            “Your flies are undone, Derek.  Why?” she said.

            “Don’t know, Miss,” said Derek, trembling.

            “Button them up, Boy,” she said.

            Derek tried to button up his flies, but all the fumbling wouldn’t find the buttons.

            “Hurry up, Boy,” she said.

            “Can’t find the buttons, Miss,” said Derek, agitated.

            “Graham, do his buttons up for him,” she said, looking at the boy sitting next to Derek.

            “Yes, Miss,” said Graham.

            Graham stood up and tried to button up Derek’s flies, but the buttons eluded him too.

            “Can’t find them, Miss,” said Graham.

            “Stupid boy, sit down,” said Miss Fanshaw.

            Please, Miss, I’ll do it, Miss.  Let me do up Derek’s buttons, Miss.  Please, Miss!” said a squeaky voice.

            “Good girl, Monica,” said Miss Fanshaw.

            Monica moved towards Derek, gleaming all over her face.  Monica was only ten, but looked and acted like a pubescent 14 year old. She was taller than Derek, and had always liked him.   The thought of buttoning up his flies really excited her.  She was wearing a white dress covered with small blue flowers.  It was short, and tight across her chest emphasizing her rapidly growing young breasts.  The top buttons were almost at bursting point under