Chapter 2.

Siim was standing with back against the bus stop booth glass and smoking Marlboro cigarettes. It was not aloud to smoke indoors in many schools. Everyone who was cotton up by teachers, headteacher or headmaster, got usually punished by decree. But sometimes the police had to intervene.

Siim was listening to his two friends’s bad jokes and and their bursts of laughter without special participation. His eyes wandered somewhere farther an unknown paths that he didn’t know even himself. Perhaps he saw a girl who he found quite beddable, had face like a model and not very smart. Mart and Tõivo were sitting as buddies patronizing so that their feet breadth far and took much room. They were sitting on a wooden bench and threw cigarette butts into mud puddle, that had left after the snow had melt, by flicking fingers. Siim's three inches length hair was combed to the two sides in American style. As young blood he dressed himself always following the new fashion trends. He was a man who was never easily distinguishable from the others because he melt into the crowd with his look and a musical selection of mostly revolved around techno and trance. He was a popular guy in school and outside it, he had countless female admirers. But everyone knew that he was the man who replaced women as socks, who always used the occasion to flirt with everybody, and which always ended in bed and had sexual relations. He was from a rich family, where he could do anything and he was used to get everything he wanted from early childhood.

Siim had suddenly blighting glance. He saw a couple approaching that meant the accident for them in worse case. He cramped his hand.

„Well, did that beat your ego?“ asked Tõivo as joking.

„Shut up, you mutt!“ shouted Siim nervously.

It had to be all about Siim, then he felt himself almighty and unbeatable, even further than God. His nostrils flickered expanding rage believing that Joonas was laughing at him in spite of threats. He was jealous that Diana has been in his place at that nerd emo bastard. Began to rage in the heart, he felt like he wanted to vomit when he saw how Joonas’s lips kissed Diana. His arrogance was unlimited, which let to think that his will had to meet all, or otherwise the accident could happen to those who did not fulfill his will.

There was an idea in his head of ​​how to break their relationship no matter how, except murder.

In a moment he had weakness in anger when he was speaking to himself, shaking his head and swear the revenge to Joonas. He had to continue waiting a good opportunity to even bloody his fists.

When Joonas arrived the schoolhouse, he found the house to be quiet. Going to take a closer look, said the male headteacher that schoolday was shorter this day. Diana also loved these news, she had a broad smile on her lips and embraced the boy. Those five hours were required to belong only for them and no one was allowed to violate, not even jealous Siim, who was always trying Diana to start to like him, thus trying to conquer Diana to himself. Joonas and Diana were walking hand in hand by the empty corridors. Rollicking smile was strange, a little intimidating. Was she planning something? They had come behind the teachers’s room door, Diana pulled the doorknob.

,, Let's go in. I have an idea." said Diana, and lapped up boy’s questioning look.

,, I do not know. After all, we could get in trouble."
,, Joonas, don’t be such a pussy. A little adventure would be not bad, after all." explained Diana. Her hand arose on Joonas’s untrained, slim chest and fondled it alluringly. She pulled the doorknob again, trying to open the door. As the door was opened, she casted a glance at her boyfriend. She stepped into the room first, pulled him behind her, while holding his hand and let the the door to close. The staff’s room was roomy and comfortably furnished. The coffee table was beside the window. Upholstered, comfort corner sofa and two sofa tables. Spacious closet shelves were by three walls, where were mainly the teaching material for the next half of the academic year. Second class’s shelves were diaries in different colors, these diaries were cataloged alphabetically from the first grade. Beside the corner sofa there was computer desk, where the teachers were usually searching for extra materials for the lessons. Beside the computer ther was Conan color printer which contained a pack of A4 paper sheets. Two meters high coat rack with ten tenterhooks was standing next to the door. A red, cotton scarf was hanging on the coat rack. Diana took the scarf, step behind Joonas and blind his eyes with it.

„What are you doing?!“ said Joonas who was scared and tried to take off the scarf.

Diana took the boy’s hands, pulled them gently down and keep him in her embrace, while still holding his hands. She kissed his neck on the right side with frisky tenderness, bite his ear gently and whispered:

„Don’t struggle! Trust me. You would like that.“

Adrenaline that slowly started to congregate in his body, made him to relax. Otherwise he couldn’t had experience a passionate bliss that he had never felt before.

Diana guided Joonas to the corner sofa and pushed him on it. She crawled above the boy, while swinging her body, kissed him on his neck few times, pulled off his black shirt, hiked up his T-shirt until his chest and as sucking she kissed his stomach, navel and nipples. Joonas struggled because he felt a little tickle, but soon he had calm and stayed lying as he felt pleasure. But not for long.

When Diana pulled off his T-shirt, he leaped up as he would had got electric shock. Joonas brushed her aside, took the scarf off and while being a little scared, he asked:

„What are you planning?“

„Don’t be a pussy. I want you.“

„You want to have sex with me?“

„Yes, you are driving me crazy. I desire you! Damn, I want to fuck you so bad!“

„But I haven't...“ said Joonas but didn’t finish his sentence, because he was afraid that Diana was gonna laugh him down.

„You haven’t what?“

„I haven't had sex for a long time.“

„Oh, that’s the problem! I’ll turn you a more confident man! Do you want it?“

„I’m not sure.“

„They say that modesty is chastity, you have enough of it but right now it’s in a wrong place.“

„If you want to have sex with me, then I can try again.“

„Now that’s a man’s attitude! Don’t worry, I’ll be careful with you.“

„But I can’t...“ Joonas tried to say but Diana made him fall silent with french kiss.

„Shut up already!“ said Diana as losing patience.

Before she was starting to deal with Joonas, she standed up, she run her eye over the teachers’s room. On a desk beside the door was standing an oudated stereo system. She couldn’t find anything else from it’s CD box, than a CD with romantic flute music. If there would had been something better, she would had chose some other record. She was silently cussing the old fogy’s musical choice while opening all drawers of the desk. In the last drawer there was a blank CD without any title. She was getting her hopes up while she put the record into stereo stystem’s CD box and pressed the play button. A romantic, slow rock music. Still better than the flute music crap. She found the music to have a good rhythm which was suiting perfectly with her idea that she started to make into action immediately. She stepped on the sofa table, she started dancing slowly while fondling her body eroticly, trying to arouse desire in her and Joonas. After stepping off the sofa table, she started to swing slowly her body like a cobra. Diana was waving her hair round and round, fondling boy’s legs with them, so that her hair amounted even to his groin. Joonas felt how trillions of strange frissons run all over his body. Diana hiked up her shirt until breasts and opened the button of her dark brown mini skirt which fell down and revealed her sheer strings. She pushed Joonas on his back

on the sofa, straddled on his groin and swinged her lower body back-and-forth. She had slowly pulled off Joonas’s jeans and boxers, climbed above his body and enjoyed how the boy pulled off her strings. Diana had made clear that his penis was hard enough, she furled a condom on and felt how he carefully entered into her body. Was it a dream or reality, how passion was crazing their minds. A limit of perfect passion and carnal delight had been crossed awhile back and seemed to grow powerfully. Every push made Diana to groan from enjoy, every gentle bite on neck showed pleasure. Unlimited passion passion was heating their bodies as they were burning in the flames of hell. The last pushes in made Joonas felt like his genitals explode while Diana screamed from orgasm.

The two young people were lying bare naked in each other’s embrace on the corner sofa. Joonas had fasten the eyes upon the ceiling which was trowelled white. He was gasping in and out as he had worked away for hours.

„You were great for a first time after a long time.“ praised Diana and smiled like a sculpture of Virgin Mary.

„You reminded me.“ Joonas couldn’t say anything else.

Being silent, they listened to the music that was repeating for a second time already. They were breathing in same rhythm. Diana’s pert breasts were lying on the boy’s chest that was shining in sweat and warmness was still burning under their skin. To have sex two times was much for Joonas, it had been exhausting and all their energy was used, but the experiences of enjoy were unforgettable.

It was true that destiny was strange sometimes. What saw in him one of the most popular girls in school? Did he deserved the experience he got from her? Oh damn, why? Those questions didn’t leave him alone anymore, but he didn’t dare to ask.

Something had made Diana to act different. He used to get only contempt, blackguards and persecution from her. His alternative look was one cause of persecution. Now he was lying naked next to the girl who had just gave her pleasure. Yes, destiny was strange.

„Diana, am I a boyfriend for you?“

„Yes, of course. Strange that you understand it now.“

„But why? What did you saw in me?“

„You are not afraid to be who you are. They have been picked on you and bullied you, but you are still yourself.“

Suddenly they heared steps of high heels behind the door. Joonas was beging estonian ancient god Toora (estonian version of Thor), that no one wouldn’t enter the room. But seemed that the god’s will was different. Diana and Joonas saw how the doorknob was pulled down and the door of the teachers’s opened.