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So the uncomfortable truth was she wanted the men to take her. The idea itself didn’t frighten her, but the knowledge that she wanted them so much that being around them made her heart pound and aroused her scared her to death.
What were they doing to her?
The restof her day went by in a blur. Knowing her lesson plan by heart, the fact that there weren’t any unusual events and the kids behaved reasonably well made it a tolerable swirl of the daily routine. Still, when the bell rang for the last period and the cheer went up from the students as they grabbed their things and raced out into the schoolyard, it left her feeling relieved. She looked forward to wrapping things up then going home to a quiet glass of wine and time to focus on her own thoughts and emotions.
Ronan and Jett waved at her as they pulled up, and Kayla, followed by other children, went over to meet them. Tessa waved back and gave them both a smile that she hoped didn’t betray her confusion. She needed to talk with them, but not here. Not in front of the kids. And certainly not until she had some idea of what she wanted that was a bit more thought out than dreaming of them throwing her down on a bed somewhere and ravishing her.
Just thinking about the idea made beads of sweat appear on her forehead.
When they roared off with Kayla behind Ronan, she let out a sigh of relief. She’d avoided dealing with them without snubbing them. It was a damned delicate line to walk, and she appreciated that they realized her unease and were willing to give her some space.
“Are you Miss Lee?”
She turned to face the gigantic man who’d called to her. Jimmy stood behind him looking at her as if he wished he were anywhere else. She remembered his father’s name, Harvey Taylor. “Mr. Taylor?”
“Damn right I am.”
Jimmy turned away, facing the wall as if he couldn’t bear to watch what was going on. “You seem angry. What happened?”
He waved a book at her. “This is what happened. This book you assigned the kids to read.” She recognized it as one on the reading list for civics class. Students picked books off the list. “It’s a lot of crap about how transparent our democratic government is.”
“And?”
“It’s total bullshit and typical of the things you people are filling the kids’ heads with. Jimmy is supposed to write a paper on this book, and like any good parent, I get curious about what he is studying. So I read it too, and it’s baseless propaganda, not civics. There are a lot of us onto the lies.”
Seeing he was working himself up into a rage, she forced her voice to be calm. “What lies, Mr. Taylor?”
“Starting with what’s in this book, that the government will own up to the things it does. The experiments the government does on its own people are well documented, and I’m sure smart people like you know all about the psych experiments that the feds pretend don’t happen.”
“Why would we want to do that?”
He laughed. “Okay, you want to pretend that the elite aren’t forming a world government? Fine. But even you can’t deny they spy on us so they can discredit intelligent people who have met them.”
“Met whom?”
“The aliens. The creatures our government wants to pretend don’t exist.”
“Mr. Taylor, I think you should be talking to someone from the government about this.”
“You think we don’t try? You think we don’t send letters and petitions and ask questions at public meetings? But it’s all classified. They can’t talk openly or even privately about any of it. And then you teachers make it worse by teaching this crap science that says we’re the only intelligent life forms. Anyone who does serious research gets crucified.”
“The school board chooses books that present what are the accepted scientific facts, Mr. Taylor. We teach what is known or believed to be true by a broad spectrum of reputable scientists.”
The man’s face turned purple. “Reputable! Sure, you call anyone left standing reputable after discrediting anyone who thinks differently. Then you use that to promote the ideas of the chosen ones willing to play along with the damned intrusive government—an organization that runs on fake money.”
Seeing Jimmy cringe, Tessa looked for a way to calm down his father. Arguing with him wasn’t going to go anywhere. “I’m sure there is room for discussion, Mr. Taylor. But this is sixth grade, and we teach simple, rather basic science.”
“Including the evolution of man from the apes.”
“Creationism is presented as well.”
“And the real story, that we are descended from aliens, isn’t even mentioned.”
She saw he was serious. Clearly discussion wasn’t going to work. “Well, I respect your beliefs, Mr. Taylor, but I don’t choose the books or set what the students study. You need to talk to the school board.”
“Those bastards don’t listen to anyone. They don’t care what toxic ideas the government feeds our children. You’re supposed to be concerned about the children.”
“I am concerned about the children. Very much so. But you coming to me and saying the books are wrong doesn’t do anything. You need to itemize your concerns, put them in writing. Then, if you approach the board reasonably, they will consider what you have to say. Have you suggested any alternative textbooks?”
