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should know better. He’s a principal who is fucking a student. You should sleep well at night, knowing you are reaping the rewards of his immorality and getting a good fuck.”
    I start to walk towards my car, leaving her to her run. “You still haven’t told me what you’re getting out of this, Embyr,” she says to my back.
    I turn around, tilting my head, and smile. “I’m getting the rewards of his immorality that I’m due.” When I get into my car I allow my head to fall back into the headrest.
    Think what you want. It was as much Aria’s idea as it was mine.
     
    I slouch down into the driver’s side of my car as I keep an eye on the side doors to the high school. Out of all the men on my hit list, Wesley comes across as the saint. I can’t find one shred of evidence to the contrary. From what I’ve found out, he worked his ass off to earn the job as Principal of the high school, despite all the money his family has.
    No parking tickets.
    No restraining orders.
    None of his ex-girlfriends had a bad thing to say about him.
    A fucking saint.
    Yeah, right.
    There has to be something.
    I lean over to bump up the heat, when I see the side door to the school swing open, and Wesley steps out. He’s tall. Six feet two-ish and dark-skinned like the color of chocolate. He reminds me of Taye Diggs with his large lips and smoldering eyes. He looks around the parking lot, turning back to speak to someone behind him. After a moment, I watch as a blonde-haired beauty, who looks to be barely legal, steps out and makes a mad dash. He follows, running after her like she stole something. I watch curiously to see what she has done to make him sprint like he did, but when he reaches her at his car, his arms cage her in and he lowers his lips to the crevice between her neck and shoulder. Her fingers glide over his button up shirt and she grabs onto his tie, pulling him even closer into her.
    My eyes widen at their brazenness. There is no way she is a faculty member. She doesn’t even look old enough to vote. Their mouths detach from each other, and his eyes scan the parking lot, yet again, not noticing my car. A wide smile breaks out across his face, and he opens the back door of his car, playfully shoving her inside while he unbuttons his pants in plain sight. I watch her fidget with her own clothes from the back seat, not even bothering to look around. He crawls in on top of her, and I fumble quickly to pull out my phone and snap a few pictures. The door slams shut as he positions himself between her legs. I watch his ass rise and fall at a slow, agonizing pace as he plunges into the teenager. I hit the record button on my phone and watch. After a few minutes, his thrusts get faster. The car starts to shake and from my position, I can hear the girl’s screams of ecstasy. When they are finished and put back together, he steps out of the car, looking to see if anyone is around, oblivious to the fact that I just watched. She follows momentarily behind him, adjusting her clothes and kissing him on the lips. His hand makes contact with her ass and they run back toward the side door.
    I watched this happen four times in as many weeks before I caught up to Aria, the student, one day after school at a gas station. She said she was sent to his office after cheating on a test, and he came on to her. Said he would make it go away if she slept with him. So, she did.
    When she told me she was eighteen and from a poor family, I knew exactly how to ruin Wesley and his reputation all while supplementing both of our bank accounts. She didn’t even hesitate to go along with my plan.
    The first set of pictures was addressed to him at the school. I wish I could have seen his face when he was confronted with image after image of his compromising position with a student. After that, I sent in my demands: keep paying me through a P.O. Box, and I won’t tell the school board . It’s amazing though, he didn’t even attempt to stop fucking Aria.