Morbid

For the next five days, Arnold did exactly as Janet and Pam had asked him to do. He showed the entire department that he was the best damn lab assistant they ever had. Not only did he do all of their jobs before they could, he also walked around the classroom, unasked and unprompted, and gave each and every student tips and examples of how to make their work that much better.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Cissily, who had been ignoring Arnold as much as she could, couldn't help but see the new and outgoing man as someone who was changing his life for the better. He was nice to everyone and had dropped his cold facade, he worked ten times as hard as everyone else, and he never once got angry when someone made a mistake.

Arnold did his best to help the students fix the damage when they messed up, and if that wasn't possible, he immediately retrieved another specimen and quickly did everything to get it exactly to the same point it had been before the mistake for them, then let them take over and helped them continue it.

Professor Hamil Crenslav was doubly impressed with Arnold's work, both on a personal and professional level. He never imagined that the entire time Arnold had been working there, that he hadn't been challenged in the least. Not once. He regretted that he hadn't pushed the boy more or given him much more difficult things to do. He had thought the introduction of the horse dissection would tease the boy enough to keep his interest, and he hadn't been more wrong.

The professor, Arnold, and Amy had started work on the horse on Monday afternoon. They had a very long and detailed discussion about how to handle the work, and then they had barely started it when the school day ended. They worked until suppertime and then left it for the next afternoon to continue it, or so Hamil had thought. Arnold had come back to the lab after eating and continued to work until midnight, which advanced their completion timetable significantly.

Arnold did the same thing the next day and the next, advanced the work beyond what Hamil had thought possible, and on Friday afternoon after lunch, Hamil and Amy were surprised to find that Arnold had finished completely dissecting the horse the night before. Everything was laid out and completely labelled. It only had to receive the same treatment as the normal display specimens and it would be ready to ship out to the equestrian school, two weeks before it was due.

“Arnold, my boy.” Hamil said reverently as he gazed upon the completed work. “I honestly don't know how you did all of this without us here.”

“That's how.” Arnold said and both Hamil and Amy turned to stare at him. “You work too slow.”

“Arnold!” Amy gasped. “The professor...”

“...is getting old.” Hamil said and couldn't help but smile. “I need more time to be as precise, especially when working with such large specimen pieces.”

“Professor!” Amy gasped.

“No, it's all right.” Hamil said and put a hand on Amy's bare shoulder, which definitely got her attention. “Remember what I told you when Arnold started working here.”

Amy closed her mouth on her hot retort as the professor's words passed through her mind again. We must be prepared to have him surpass our own work. She recalled. “But... professor...”

“No, even I didn't anticipate for him to achieve it so soon.” Hamil said and gave her shoulder a squeeze. “Well, there's nothing left to do except to prep everything for the display.”

The three of them did so, which gave Arnold an experience that he hadn't had before. It introduced him to preservation materials, suspension materials, bonding and mounting materials and procedures, and he learned how to make and construct them all. They worked right up until suppertime and Hamil called an end to the day.

“That's it, I think.” Hamil said and the three of them cleaned up everything. “It's going to take a few more days of work to finish prepping everything and then remounting it all properly.” He looked at Arnold. “I'm sorry that you won't be a part of that.”

“I wasn't going to see it fully assembled before it was sent off, anyway.” Arnold said with a blank face.

Amy hadn't seen that face all week and she thought about saying something to him, then thought better of it. There wasn't really anything she could say to make things better. She glanced at the professor and knew that he might have been able to, if he wanted to potentially get in trouble with the review board for bending the rules for a second time.

“Then I suppose this is it.” Hamil said and held a hand out to Arnold. “We will be parting ways until your classes start next week.”

Arnold took the hand and shook it for barely a second and let it go.

“I hope you enjoy your time off.” Amy said and held a hand out to Arnold as well.

“I hope so.” Arnold said with a smile and took her hand, shook it briefly, then he stepped close.

Amy widened her eyes as he took her into a hug and whispered into her ear.

“Did Cissily tell you why she's angry at me?” Arnold asked her, his voice barely above the sound of a breath.

“No.” Amy whispered back. It had been something that had been bugging her for a while now.

“I fucked her and I'm not allowed to kiss her.” Arnold whispered and his lips softly brushed her ear.

Amy's entire body stiffened up and she clamped her mouth shut before she yelled in surprise. He didn't! It's not possible! His mother... oh, fuck! His mother!

Arnold held her for a few more moments. “You kept your word to my mother.” He whispered and licked her earlobe, then he lightly bit it. “Your hair is loose. Mom can't pull those mini-braids out if you aren't wearing them.”

Amy stared at him with her mouth open as he let her go. Arnold saw the shocked look on her face and gave her his best smile, then he walked towards the door and left the basement.

“Miss Hollister? Is everything all right?” Hamil asked her.

Fucking no! It's not all right! Amy thought, still in shock. It took her a few moments to compose herself. “I'm fine, professor.” She managed to say without stuttering and stared at the now closed door.

“Would it be all right if I recruited you for a bit of extra work tomorrow?” Hamil asked. “If we can get this finished by Sunday, I can call the shipping company on Monday morning.”

“S-sure, Professor.” Amy said. “I'm not going to be busy.”

“Excellent.” Hamil said and walked over to the door. “Make sure to turn the lights off when you leave.”

“Yes, professor.” Amy said and didn't move. She stayed there for almost ten minutes as she thought about everything Arnold had said. Oh, my god! She thought when she finally understood what he meant. He's not my assistant anymore and my restrictions no longer apply!

Amy ran to the door and opened it, turned off the lights and closed and locked the door, then she ran to the elevator. She knew it was pointless, since she had waited much too long before she reacted. She had to try, though. The elevator arrived and she rode it up a single floor. It was maddeningly slow and she was almost hopping in anticipation for the door to open. It didn't occur to her to just go up the stairs.

The elevator door opened and Amy strode with purpose across the lobby of the biology building and went out the front door.

“There you are!” Cissily said. “We're going to miss...”

Amy ignored her and walked right by her without saying anything.

“Fareena?” Cissily looked at her friend's back as she walked away, then had to jog to catch up to her. “Hey, what's up?”

“You fucked Arnold!” Amy spat at her and Cissily gasped.

“How did you...” Cissily started to say, then she became angry. “That fucking bastard told you!”

Amy slowed down and came to a stop, then turned to her friend. “Yes, he did. Why didn't you?”

“I... well, he...” Cissily stopped walking as well and sighed. “It was weeks ago and...”

“And what?” Amy said angrily. “Was he holding your tongue hostage? Bribed you? What?”

Cissily opened her mouth and closed it. Did it again, then she whispered. “He did my mom.”

Amy blinked her eyes for a second. I didn't actually hear that, did I? “What... what did you say?”

“The... the night we went to the bar to see that band, I... when I left...”

Amy stepped close so that no one else would overhear. “Was that when you and Arnold...”

“No, we... it was before that.” Cissily said. “I went out to get sex revenge on him and it was horrible.”

Amy nodded understanding, because it almost always was. The regret afterwards was no picnic, either.

“When I went home, I walked in on Ma and Arnold going at it like...” Cissily shuddered and sighed.

“No. Fucking. Way.” Amy said, haltingly.

“She said...” Cissily took a breath and let it out. “She claimed that she was teaching him.”

Amy opened her mouth to respond, then she slowly closed it as she thought about it.

“I know that look.” Cissily said. “You're supposed to be just as angry at him as I am because of it!”

“But, your Ma never lied to us, Sis.” Amy said and used her nickname to get her friend's attention. “If she said she was teaching him, then she must have been.”

“But...”

“How long have they been going at it?” Amy asked, both curious and anxious about the answer. Has Doris been enjoying that body all summer?

Cissily sighed. “That night.”

“I can't believe she... wait, what?” Amy looked at Cissily in surprise. “Did you just say 'that night'?”

Cissily nodded.

“So... she wasn't... only then...” Amy muttered, then she shook her head. “I don't know how she managed it.” She said. “Did she tell you...”

“She promised him.” Cissily said. “Once he didn't have a girlfriend, she would teach him everything she knew about... sex.” She said with a sour look on her face.

Amy was flabbergasted. Every... everything she knows? She asked herself. A forty-five year old woman taught an eighteen year old... no, a nineteen year old man everything she knows about sex? Amy couldn't help her mind go over all of the things that Arnold had possibly been taught. Good god. She thought. I need to talk to Arnold as soon as possible!

Amy grabbed Cissily's hand and she dragged her friend across the campus. She thought about just running on her own; but, she knew that Cissily would just run after her. They both walked as quickly as they could towards Arnold's dorm building.

“What are you doing?” Cissily asked and started to resist being pulled along.

“I need... we need to talk to Arnold.” Amy said and opened the front door of the room.

Almost as if she knew what they were there for, Doris spoke. “He packed a bag and left already.”

“What? When?” Amy asked, her voice slightly higher than normal.

“You just missed him.” Doris said. “I'm sure if you run, you might catch him at the bus stop.”

Amy let Cissily's hand go and took off running.

“Hey!” Cissily said loudly and ran after her.

They both reached the main road just in time... to watch the bus pull away from the curb.

“FUCK!” Amy yelled and resisted the urge to stomp her feet in frustration. “Fucking fuckety fuck!”

“Fareena, what's wrong?” Cissily asked.

“I missed my fucking chance is what's wrong.” Amy said and crossed her arms in a huff.

“Your chance for... wait, are you serious?” Cissily looked at her like she was crazy. “He fucked my mother, Amy!”

“Yeah, and in case you miss it, she also taught him everything she knows.” Amy said. “Think about it, Sis. Arnold, a nineteen year old guy, now has all of the knowledge of a forty-five year old woman that's had decades of sexual experiences and getting her rocks off with a man.”

Cissily stood there and wasn't sure what point she was trying to make, then it hit her. “Oh, fuck.”

“Yeah.” Amy said and looked at the bus that was just disappearing from sight. “If he realizes that he has the knowledge to pretty much make any woman come as much as they want...”

Cissily turned to look and the bus was gone.

*

“This is going to be a really long week.” Pam said a little sadly as she got dressed for work. Both she and Janet had given Arnold a nice long kiss goodbye and she regretted that it wasn't quite long enough.

“Yeah.” Janet said, then she helped her friend look prim and proper. “The good news is, it's only for a week and then he's going to be a student.”

Pam smiled. “Yeah, and that means even less time to spend with us.”

“Maybe.” Janet said with a knowing smile.

“Oho! You know something!” Pam said and tried to tickle her.

Janet easily dodged her and laughed anyway. “I may or may not have talked to the class registrar.”

“You sneaky little scamp!” Pam laughed and gave her a hug. “Tell me!”

“Well, it seems Arnold is being advanced in a couple of classes, because of his extra knowledge from the lessons Professor Crenslav and Professor Power have been giving him.”

“Oh, my god!” Pam gasped. “They gave him extra course credits!” She said and let Janet out of the hug and gripped her shoulders. “Tell me it's true!”

Janet nodded. “He's in our third year biology and chemistry classes, and both labs.”

“OH, BABY!” Pam yelled happily and hugged her again. “We only have to wait a week!”

Janet hugged her back and laughed at Pam's complete emotional turnaround.

*

Annie was at home and she was a little excited over having her son coming back home for a whole week. She had tons of things planned for them to do, if he wanted to do them. She even received a message from the same charity that had done that afternoon long fun and games thing and they were having another get-together next week.

This is going to be the best week! Annie thought, happily.

*

Kelly was at home in her room. She was staring at a copy of the dorm room map and sighed. Her father had finally arranged for her to get a room at one of the dorms at the college. He spent a little extra and secured a single room for her, just so she wouldn't have to deal with living with some random girl for the next few years.

The problem for her was that it was in the newest building and it was clear across the campus from Arnold's dorm. Her father was perfectly fine with that, though.

I guess it's going to be a lot harder to keep my promise to Annie than I thought. Kelly sighed again.

She put the paper aside and laid back on her bed, then picked up one of the special order items she had bought several days ago. It was the second size of the set of six and she tried to relax as she spread her legs a little. She took several slow and even breaths and slowly tried inserting it, then she grit her teeth as her vagina gripped it hard.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Kelly thought and did the relaxing breathing technique that the manual told her about. She felt herself loosen a little and she pushed it in further. After a little tension, it was in and she relaxed. Finally! She thought in relief, because it had taken her two days to get it in.

She moved it in and out several times and started to pant. She really felt the friction, thanks to her overly sensitive vaginal opening, then she had to let it go as she came.

“HnnnnnnnnNNNN!” Kelly clamped her mouth shut as her vagina squeezed the thing tightly. It hurt a little, because it was still tender from the stitches, even though they had dissolved weeks ago. She panted for several minutes and then her vagina relaxed and let the thing go. She let out another sigh of relief and laid there for another few minutes, then she pulled it out.

Kelly put it aside to be cleaned off later and grabbed the next size up. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. She chanted in her head and pressed the tip of it to her opening, then she slowly started to push it in.