The combined girls and boys P.E. class were standing in groups around the gym, whispering behind their hands.
Honey sat on the floor, huddled in a ball with her face buried in her knees in shame. Diana was sitting with her arms wrapped around Honey, attempting to reassure her that everything would be ok.
On the other side of the room was Matt Devlin. Matt was more of a young boy than a young man but he was about a foot taller than Honey, and outweighed her by at least thirty pounds. He too was huddled in a ball, with his hands covering his groin and tears flowing down his face. The school nurse was sitting with him offering him an ice-pack to staunch the pain.
Trixie was talking to both Coach Epperly and Principal Stratton, trying to defuse the situation.
“You know how protective Jim, Brian, Mart and Dan can be?
Well after those sexual assaults that were in the news this winter, they rigged up this stuffed dummy similar to what was used in that old movie, “Three Ninja’s”.
Honey, Di and I use it while we are learning some kicks to be able to protect ourselves from predators. Mart rigged up a buzzer and light system in the groin, that when the connection is broken, it makes a sound and lights up. But I think it was buried deep enough in the cotton batting, that we had to stand really close to the mannequin and kick really hard to make it work.
So today, when Matt started making smooching sounds and saying, 'Sweet Honey, I know I can make you feel like a woman...' she just reacted with her training. Honey wasn't even standing that close to him so in her defense, I don’t think she expected the kick to work that well.”
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