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Guidance SCENE opens on Jamie, a beautiful 18yearold girl, as she sits at her kitchen table doing homework one afternoon after school. The student is copying notes from one of her text books when she hears a car pull in the drive and slam on the brakes. Panicking, she quickly gathers her things and rushes up the stairs, narrowly missing her father as he staggers inside. The meanlooking man slams the door and yells at the bitch to get down and make him dinner. CUT to Jamie, cowering in a corner of her room, as the door bursts open and her father barges in. He takes a sip from his bottle, before undoing his belt and threatening the girl to get downstairs and do as she is told. CUT TO TITLE PLATE Jamie walks down the street in her school uniform, clutching her books. She looks shellshocked and spaced out, almost bumping into a passerby as she stares ahead aimlessly. CUT to a teachers lounge. Mr. Harris, the schools guidance counselor, is eating his lunch when one of his colleagues asks to join him. They small talk for a few minutes about work before the teacher mentions having some concerns over one of his homeroom students. Jamie is a bright, gifted girl, but something has happened to her this semester. Her onceperfect grades are slipping, and her attitude has really changed. He is worried that something might be happening at home and asks Mr. Harris if there is anything he can do to help. With college applications coming up, the guidance counselor suggests that the teacher send her in to receive some mandated counseling. Its normal for seniors this time of year and, while they are going over her postsecondary options, he will be happy to see if he can help in any other way. The teacher agrees and thanks him before excusing himself to get back to class. TEXT PLATE The Next Day Mr. Harris sits in his office reading when there is a knock on the door. He quickly drops his book, reaches into his desk for some mouth wash, and gargles it into his coffee cup before straightening himself out and going to the door. Jamie is standing there meekly. She hands him a hall pass signed by her teacher and says she is supposed to see him for the college applications. Mr. Harris smiles and invites her inside, shutting the door. Asking the girl to sit down, Mr. Harris takes a seat behind his desk and studies the girl. She is beautiful but broken, with closed body language and an anxious looking face. Youve never come to see me before, he begins. She shakes her head. He introduces himself and gives the girl a quick background on his role at the school. He has been a member of the faculty for two years. He has an associated degree in child psychology. He is a big believer in the importance of counseling, especially as it relates to later adolescence and the transition years between teenager to adult. He asks how old she is and Jamie, without making eye contact, tells him she just turned 18yearsold. He smiles. That was a certainly an interesting age, he recalls. Theres a lot of change happening in your life, isnt there? Does it feel like a perfect storm? Jamie tries to change the subject. My teacher said you had to talk to me about college? Mr. Harris stares at her for a moment, smiling, before snapping back to the task at hand. He asks the girl some questions about her school plans. Has she thought about what shed like to major in and where in the country shed like to study? Jamie seems very distraught, as she chokes out that she would really love to attend Northwestern ... but she knows she isnt going to be able to. Mr. Harris leans in and takes the girls hand. You can do anything you put you mind to! He says encouragingly. Jamie looks down at them holding hands and seems very preoccupied by it. She even rubs her finger gently across his. Mr. Harris pulls away and moves behind her. He starts to talk about his role as a guidance counselor. I know you were sent in here to talk about one thing, he begins. But I want you to consider this a safe space. A place where you can talk about anything. Jamie stares down at her feet and asks if she can be dismissed. She doesnt need an application. Mr. Harris cuts her off. Gone are the days where a counselor like me simply sits in their office handing out applications and waiting for crisis to occur. He says. Im here to listen and help you in any way I can, be it academic, developmental or even personal. Jamie looks up at him, her eyes welling up. From his vantage point, Mr. Harris can sneak a look down the white blouse of her uniform. He tries to avert his eyes, but the girl is very beautiful, and he cant help himself. Are you sure there isnt anything you would like to talk to me about? He asks, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. This time, the girl doesnt touch him back. She just starts to cry. I cant go to college ... because my father came back home, she says tearfully. Mr. Harris asks her to explain and the girl confesses that her father had recently been from prison. Her mother had no choice but to let him back in, even though he had always been a very bad man. In the last six months, he has gambled and drank all the money they had saved for her school. Now, mom is barely home, and dad is home too much. Its getting bad. Mr. Harris hugs the girl as she confesses her family secrets. His hands slowly wander down her back and rest at the top of her school girl skirt. He closes his eyes, trying to remain professional while Jamie buries herself in his chest. Does your father hurt you in any way? Mr. Harris asks nervously. Jamie nods into his chest, starting to rub her hands over the mans back as she breaks down. Mr. Harris bites his lip, looking at the closed door of his office. What does he do to you exactly? he whispers. She looks up at him. He fucks me up, she says, kissing the counselor. The troubled school girl aggressively kisses her counselor, backing him up against his desk. He tries to pry her off, telling her that it isnt appropriate for him to be doing this. Finally, she slumps back into her chair. Im so messed up inside, she screams. I dont know what to do with myself! Not wanting to raise suspicions, Mr. Harris hushes her and darts over to make sure his door is locked. He stutters that everything is going to be ok, he wont tell anyone what happened. She should consider him a friend. He tries to pinch himself to stop the growing bulge in his trousers. She looks at him, her mascara running. Are you married? She asks. Mr. Harris nods. She puts her head in her hands. Im so sorry, she says, breaking down. Im just confused. Mr. Harris stares at her, conflicted between his attraction and his sense of duty. From his POV, we see him scan her body as she twitches in her seat looking up at him with doeeyes. Its ok, Jamie. He says, opening his arms. She goes in to hug him again and they stare at each other, their lips inches away. Will you tell anyone? She asks. He shakes his head. Everything is confidential in this room, he finds himself saying. She bites her lip. I need to feel something inside of me other than my father, she says back. Can you please help me? There is a very long silence, as the sexual tension builds between them. Finally, unable to take it anymore, Mr. Harris throws the girl down on his desk, pulling down her panties and undoing his pants. He grabs his dick and stares at Jamies bare ass, as she turns back to him. Please do it, she begs as the guidance counselor slides inside of her. BG Rough Sex Scene. As they have sex, the broken schoolgirl demands that Mr. Harris fuck her harder and harder. Finally, he cums on her face. Panicked by what has happened, Mr. Harris tries to wipe up the girls face and get her back into her clothes. I think you should probably take the rest of the day off, he says nervously. Just to give this a little space. Ill write you a permission slip. Is there anywhere safe you can go? He starts to throw his own clothes back on and write up the slip on his desk, his hands shaking, as Jamie looks defeated again. She tells him she has nowhere to go. He suggests calling a friend. She throws down her bag and screams that she doesnt have any friends. He suggests a womens shelter again but, by this time, the girl has begun crying again. Frantically searching for ideas, he ends up suggesting she come to his house that night. I can tell my wife its an emergency, he stammers. Jamie stops crying and nods, thanking the man. He tells her to sit tight while he pulls out his phone and dials his wife, his fingers now fumbling uncontrollably. As the phone rings, he motions to the girl to keep calm. Hi honey... he says, his voice breaking