The Principal's Puny c**k
Brooke's Pov
I stormed through the quiet empty school hallway. Mike, my son, had come home yesterday with a black eye, cuts and purpling bruises on his face.
"Mom, the other kids at school were calling you names. They hit so much." He'd whimpered tearily, breaking my heart to pieces.
Calling me names? That wasn't a new thing. The whole town talked behind my back. They always had something to say about the busty redhead whose husband was away in the military, spreading her legs for every man who so much as paid her attention.
Well, that might be true. But that didn't mean the kids at school had any right to taunt Mike about. A woman had her needs, and my son shouldn't have to suffer for it.
I pushed open the door of Principal Stan's office without knock
