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Alandra Naked in School - Friday

Author: Tenyari
Part: 5
Universe: Naked in School
Keywords: exhib, voy, naked, ff, mf, viol
Summary: School troublemaker Alandra Cabrera finds herself
forced to attend school naked after she is drafted into a
new sweeping social program.
Copyright: May 20, 2005 - all rights reversed.

THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY

This story is based around the Naked in School series. See
the Monday chapter for information on finding previous
episodes in the series.
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The monkey flying next to me on my right looked over
to the one on my left and said “Isn’t she cute like that?”
The monkey on my left said “She left her pigtails in;
it makes her look so peaceful and cuddly.”
“Hah. A.C., the meanest, toughest bitch I know, she’d
kick our asses if she heard us call her cuddly.” Right
monkey said, as we banked over a cloud. I flapped my arms,
but I seemed to be having trouble turning at anything but
in extreme slow motion.
“Is she dreaming? I read your eyes move like that when
you dream.” Left monkey said. Something started to shake
me; I think it was the branch we were sitting in. Weren’t
we flying though? Things got hazy and then faded away as my
eyes began to open.
“Quit monkeying around guys.” I said, waking up slowly
to find May on my right and Melinda on my left. They were
lying on their sides propped up on elbows and looking down
at me.
“Hey sleepyhead” Melinda said, bending down to kiss me
on my forehead.
“Wow…” I said. “I feel like I slept for days.” May
and Melinda exchanged a quick kiss above me then smiled
down as Melinda began to brush up and down my thighs with
her leg.
“Isn’t it wonderful?” May said. “So much better than
sleeping alone.”
“What time is it?” I asked, trying to look past her to
the alarm clock.
“Twenty to six. Way early.” Melinda said, school
didn’t start till seven thirty; I’d beat my alarm by almost
fifty minutes.
“Uh… Sorry ’bout the sheet.” May said, looking down.
I followed her gaze to see the results of her overnight
flow.
“It’s ok. I’ve had my days before” I said, lowering my
head back down. It really did feel good, being wrapped up
in people you cared for. I pulled them down to me for a hug
and some light kisses.
After a few minutes May pulled up and said “Uh… I
gotta clean. You got any tampons?” She glanced at the door.
“Oh… Just pads…” I said.
“Shit… well we’ll just have to manage” May said.
“You know, you stay naked you’re gonna need tampons,”
Melinda said.

We found ourselves in the bathroom, rummaging around.
Pa and the twins were still asleep, so we kept it quiet.
“Shit I gotta brush my teeth.” Melinda said.
“Here.” I ripped open the packaging on two more
brushes. “Maybe we should find a place for them.” I said,
assuming that there’d be a bit more sleeping over going on
from now on.
“Whoa… What’s this?” May asked, pulling out one of
my pregnancy kits.
“Just in case” I said.
“Aren’t you on the shot?” Melinda asked, putting a
hand to my cheek and raising her eyebrows.
“Oh! Yeah, but the tri-monthly shot. That’s to make
sure it doesn’t wear out too fast.” I said.
“Fuck A.C., that’s risky” May said, “Why not the
annuals?”
“I dunno…” I said. “Pa’s not too keen on them.”
“So you’re good right?” Melinda asked.
“Yeah, I’ve been doing this for a year” I said.
We brushed our teeth, and worked our way through the
shower, getting the floor pretty wet thanks to Melinda -
who wanted to shower together with both me and May in a
stall that barely fit two. She insisted on washing me from
head to toe, and did the same for May - who washed her
while I cleared out my bladder - we had to take turns there
too.
After that we sat in the kitchen over cereal. May sat
on a towel I got for her, and we all had them wrapping up
our hair, but were otherwise still naked. I figured we had
another forty till anyone else woke up, so we just relaxed.
“Why’d you guys wake up so early?” I asked.
“I dunno…” Melinda said, “but I’m not tired
anymore.”
“Me either” May said. “You got anything for cramps?”
“Third shelf, over there” I said. She got out some
pills and took them with the milk in her bowl.
“Maybe we can hit a place on the way to school”
Melinda offered, “since you only got pads.”
“Yeah” May said. “I think that one place is open all
night anyway - the ’stop and rob’.”
“Stop and rob?” Melinda asked.
“Yeah you know, convenient, open all night, not enough
security, cash in the register - those places are always
getting knocked over” I said with a grin.
“Never heard it called that before” Melinda said,
spooning a little sugar into her bowl.
“Wow you like it sweet” May said.
“I like it all sweet baby” Melinda said - reaching
over with her foot and poking my clit ring.
“Hey!” I said, “Watch those toes lady.” But I just
smiled back at her.
We had fun, just chatting it up about life, boys, and
shit - even a little on girls. They wanted to know how I
felt about last night after all. “I dunno… Yeah it was
fun but… I dunno.” I looked between them, between their
hopeful glances. “I’m sorry guys, I just don’t feel the
need. It don’t pull me that way, not like the need to have
a cock in me. You know what I mean?”
A somewhat saddened looking Melinda said “Yeah…
Well, I tried.”
“Oh no… No, no girl, you were great. That was
fucking great sex, and I loved having you both in my bed -
that I want more of. But… well, lezzie sex just isn’t
something I feel a need for. I can accept it, enjoy it
maybe, but it don’t pull me.”
“Oh…” May said, a little less hope in her eyes.
“Oh May…” I began, “Come here girl.” I pulled May,
and then Melinda, into one big long naked hug. I didn’t
want them upset with me - May was one of the most important
people in my life.
“Ow. What gives?” May asked, pulling away from the
hug. “A.C.?” she reached up to take a tear I hadn’t been
aware of.
“I’m sorry, I was just thinking… about us.” I looked
at May. Melinda looked between us, something on her mind.
“May… May I love you, but not like this.” I swept my hand
down over my body. “Not sexually May, but you know…”
“Yeah…” May said.
“I’m… I’m in the way of something aren’t I?” Melinda
said, looking out of place.
“No. Girl you’re just great right here with us” I
said, turning to kiss her. I may not be a lezzie, but I
knew there was something special in our kisses, something I
very much did desire.
We locked lips, and her tongue came out to softly
dance with me. It was so gentle, not like any guy I’d
kissed. She could be fierce going down on me, but her
kisses were something else.
“Shit it gets me worked up when you two do that…”
May said. We broke apart giggling. Melinda gave May a kiss,
and on a whim I kissed her nipples - soft and gentle like.
“Hey you guys, we got time for another shower?” May
asked when Melinda broke away.
“Oh, yeah maybe we should cool down” I said.
So we talked about shit for a while. May and Melinda
both wanted to know about Kevin, so I told them what it was
like. May also wondered what might happen with her in
Lippmann’s class, and I said I didn’t feel good going back
in there.
“What happened anyway?” Melinda asked.
“We didn’t tell you?” May said before looking at me.
I put a finger over her lips and said “Let me say it.
You’re gonna hear it at school anyway. Lippmann let
everyone know about my father.”
“What’s wrong with your dad?” Melinda said.
“He’s… he’s got AIDS” I said. She looked at me in a
nervous sort of way so I kept going “Hey, I’m clean, so are
the twins. We’ve had our shots. But Pa got it a long time
ago.”
“Oh man… He ok?” Melinda asked.
I looked down, clenching a fist. “I… I hope so.” I
felt May petting me down on my back, followed by Melinda,
so I looked up and said “Hey, it’s cool. We’ll get by.”
“I got your back A.C.” May said. “Anyone at school
says shit; they’ll have to deal with me.”

I heard a noise, and knew it for Pa waking up. Melinda
looked up, which made me think of something. “I’ll be right
back” I said, and I ran off into Pa’s room.
“Alandra?” he said, sitting up in bed. Pa was in his
underwear, scratching his head and looking from me to his
alarm clock. “You’re up early.” He looked me up and down,
then to the door. “Still not wearing anything?”
I stepped over to him and whispered “Pa… Her name’s
Melinda, she’s in my gym class - she wrestles - she’s
Polish or something, and… she’s kinda May’s.”
“Wrestling? I thought you had gymnastics” he said.
“It’s… I’ll explain later. Look Pa, act like I told
you all about her, like I was all happy about it. Please?”
“Uh, sure. What do you mean May’s?” He focused out for
a second then said “Oh… when did that happen?”
“Uh… May says it’s been a while, but she only told
me the other day” I said. “Thanks Pa,” and I ran back out,
shutting the door.
“What was that about?” Melinda asked when I got back.
“I just wanted to make sure it was cool… I forgot to
tell Pa you guys were sleeping over.” Pa once said the best
lies are the ones that are really true, but in the wrong
context.
May looked down to her pussy and said “I think your
towel’s ruined… Sorry.”
“Don’t worry May… But what about school?” I said.
“Yeah no shit, how do they expect volunteer girls to
do an entire month anyway?” Melinda said.
“I’ve got a red skirt you could borrow” I said.
“No fuck that. They probably didn’t even think about
it” May said, then she grinned and added; “I’ll show em.
I’ll just have to bring the towel to school with me.”
“Hey today’s your last day right?” Melinda said to me.
“You gonna stay nude after?”
“I dunno. Not always. I tried to put something on
Wednesday, but it felt wrong.” I shrugged and said “so who
knows.”
“But you bought that shawl thing yesterday” May said.
Pa appeared at the door to the kitchen in thrown on PJ’s
and the remains of a tornado in his hair.
“Maybe I’ll try it on” I said. “Hi Pa.”
He looked us all over and said “All three of you huh?
Hi Mei, and you must be Melinda, Alandra’s told me all
about you.”
Just as I thought, she brightened up and shot me her
own personal ray of sunshine as she looked over. “Yeah…
We’ve got class together” she said, and then shyly went for
the last of her cereal.
“Wrestling right?” Pa said, starting up coffee and
rooting through the fridge. “Mei Hua, you’re not in the
Program also are you?”
“Oh no” May said. “I’m in the volunteer Program. It
gets me out of getting grabbed in… I was gonna be naked
anyway.”
“It’s just me and May” I said. “Melinda’s just having
fun.”
Pa just shook his head and said “Girls will be
girls…”

We sat around and talked some more. Melinda was a
little nervous in front of Pa at first, but she relaxed
when she saw how harmless he was. After a few minutes she
was even laughing and rolling her eyes along with me and
May at his various conspiracies, though I don’t think she
managed to tell when he was making fun of himself or being
serious. Even I couldn’t always tell.
When Pa stepped out to take his shower I gave her a
hug and whispered “Thanks for being cool about my Pa.
You’re such an angel.”
“He’s not bad. And if anybody at school says shit
about my bitch or her Pa I’ll kick their ass” she said with
a giggle.
I punched her arm and said “Right on girl.”
“Damn straight” May said.
“Girl, there ain’t nothing straight about me.” Melinda
said, and then latched her lips right onto May’s boob.
That was when Rosa walked in, stopped, and said “Oh!”
I looked at her and winked.
May just said “Hey twerp, have fun last night?” She
was holding Melinda’s head to her tit and smiling up at
Rosa.
“I should be asking you that,” Rosa said.
“Fuck’n eh!” Manuel said, coming up behind her. “A
whole pack of naked chicks…” Melinda looked up.
“Hey watch it little brother,” I said. Rosa was in her
panties, but no top. Manuel just had a pair of tented
boxers.
“Hey I could take care of that,” Melinda whispered in
my ear with a nod to Manuel’s boxers.
“Don’t even think it,” I said. “You picked me, and
that’s all the ass you get from this family.”
“What?” Rosa asked. “You guys fucking around again?
They was at it forever last night…” She said that last
part to Manuel.
“She -has- gone lezzie,” Manuel said, taking the
cereal box from the table.
“Fuck off twerp” I said to Manuel. “‘Sides, it ain’t
nothing Cindy and you haven’t done,” I followed up to Rosa.
“Oh… really?” May said, giving Rosa a look that made
her blush.
“Like whatever…” Rosa said, getting her own cereal.
“Come on guys, let’s get out of here,” I said, tugging
on May’s hand.

Back in my room we got our shit together. Thinking
about May’s words earlier I put on the shawl I’d bought at
the Mall - that cloak like gown thing. There really wasn’t
a good name for what it looked like - long lacy and sheer
with cornet sleeves and closing only at a mandarin collar
around the neck. Unless you were flat chested the angle in
the front would open it up just below the nipple line. It
was all white, and made from soft cotton. I wore it like a
jacket, putting on a strapless bra and white hip hugger
bell bottoms - keeping barefoot. “We’ll see if I can stand
to wear shit,” I said. May just rolled her eyes, but rooted
through my drawers till she came up with a blouse holding
some cartoon penguin on it.
“What the fuck’s with you two?” Melinda said, still
keeping to her lack of threads “You’re the ones in the
Program, and I’m the one who’s naked.”
“After a week of this shit, after Wednesday, I wanna
see how I feel” I said, trying not to show how much the
outfit itched. I’d never really noticed how much jeans kept
you from moving freely before.
“So we done yet then?” Melinda asked.
“This expensive?” May asked, tugging on the blouse
she’d put on.
“Don’t worry about it” I said - May kept losing those
things. Maybe she’d get em back later, but I figured it was
likely the last I’d see of that shirt.
“Here, take this with you.” I gave her a new mini
towel - something to sit on. I thought for a sec, then gave
her three of them just in case. “Can you grab that dildo?”
I asked Melinda. She reached to pick it up, but saw the
book Fatima had given me lying next to it on my night
stand.
“What’s this?” Melinda asked, flipping through it.
“Fatima gave me that, it’s her holy book translated,”
I said.
“Hey check this out, they got Adam and Eve too,”
Melinda said. She read for a little and then add, “Hmm…
that’s funny, it says here they were created together to
love each other, not Adam first.”
“Really?” I said, glancing over and taking my dildo
from her other hand. Didn’t seem right to have those two
things together.
“It’s like that in the Bible too,” said May. “There’s
two stories or something, but those religion nuts always
ignore the one that makes them equal.”
“I can’t find the second story in this book,” Melinda
said, putting it back down. “It only seems to have the
equal one.”
“You’d never guess, considering what’s happening in
her home country,” I said. Pa always told me about shit
like that, about what they did to women. Of course, he said
they used to do worse here - like clitoral castration of
women who played with themselves.
“Yeah well, that’s religion for you,” May said. “Try
to tell me half the shit from history is ok by the Bible
too…”
We spent a little time in my room freshening up, then
left. I told Pa ‘later’ through the bathroom door - he said
something back but I didn’t catch it. We did that a lot.

We hit the street. The twins were still getting ready,
and we were way early. It didn’t take long to find an open
’stop and rob’, we paid for sodas and some stuff for May.
“Isn’t it cold out there?” the guy at the counter asked.
There was a headline on a newspaper that caught my eye -
the case of that woman suing over prostitution or
something. It talked about what her lawyer said to the
judges. I bought it and bagged it for civics class; Maybe
Mrs. Jacobs would like it.
Or more like, it would get me out of trouble for
whatever our homework had been.
“Since when you read that shit?” May asked.
“Since I didn’t want my ass handed to me in Civics
while I’m still in this Program…” I said as I closed up
my bag. I spun teddy around so he wasn’t facing the bag and
lifted it back onto my shoulder.
“Carrying all this shit is fucked up” May said,
hefting up her own bag.
“We lost the lockers back in Boston before I even got
there” Melinda said. “Gangs or some shit way back. You get
used to it.”

We didn’t see the rest of the gang till we hit Kevin’s
car outside the gate. They were smoking and standing around
- even Fatima was there, saying something to Rick as we
came up.
“Yeah, three times a day” she said. “They ring all
these… I guess you’d call it tower bells… and everybody
goes at it.” She was dressed in the hip-huggers we’d found
for her at the mall and a halter top that left her naval
bare, all finished up with a smart pair of low heels and a
yellow flowery bandana covering her hair.
“Man that would drive me nuts” he said back.
“That’s cause you got no religion” Kevin said,
shutting the trunk to his car and stepping around. It was
my first site of him, and I realized he was still nude.
“Kev, that wasn’t the -only- pair of jeans you owned
was it?” May asked.
“You know, I got to liking this shit” he said by way
of reply. “If you bitches can get away with it, then fuck
em if they try to stop me.”
“Hey I ain’t fucking nobody ‘less I want to” Melinda
said grinning.
“Aw you know what I mean” Kevin said, passing me a
cigarette.
“Thanks.” I took a few puffs then handed it to Melinda
with a questioning glance.
“It’s ok, I don’t smoke” she said.
“Good for you” May said, taking a drag on her own.
“Weed?”
Fatima looked over at us, a little bit shocked at the
question. “Uh… not much” Melinda said.
“What gives with the outfit?” Marcy asked me.
“Hey, Program’s almost over for me” I said. “I might
need this later.”
“So you going back to clothes then?” Kevin asked.
“Somebody’s gotta wear the pants around here” Melinda
answered for me. Taking Kevin’s cock in her hand she added
“nice.”
“You see.” Kevin said as Melinda began jacking him
off. “There are certain benefits to this nudity shit.”
“Yeah, you should’a seen him last night.” Rubin said.
Fatima blushed and turned away, leaving me to wonder just
what she knew.
“Oh yeah…” Kevin leaned back against his car as
Melinda picked up her tempo.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready to face the day” she
said. I think Melinda somewhat shared May’s sense of how to
make sure everyone liked her - but with a little more
control.
“So what happened last night?” May asked, finished
with her cigarette. Ms. Mitchell, the vice principal,
passed us by and stumbled with a double take at the sight
of Kevin.
“Haven’t seen her since Monday…” I muttered.
“What?” Rick said. “Oh yeah. I heard she got sick or
something - cold, fever, that kinda shit.” Rick lived next
door to one of her cousins or something.
“So last night, after we left Albatross, we just sort
of talked shit in the park…” Kevin began.
“Yeah, but they wanted to fuck.” Rubin said. Kevin
started thrusting his cock into Melinda’s palm.
“That one girl was already doing you before you guys
left.” I said.
“Yeah, Amanda - she was fucking wild.” Kevin said.
“She kept trying to get me to do her in the ass, but you
know how that goes.”
“Ew…” Melinda said, dropping Kevin’s cock and
sniffing her hand.
“Naw I didn’t do her like that” Kevin said. “‘Sides, I
shower every morning anyway.”
“Oh.” Melinda blushed, then grabbed his cock and
started going at it again.
“Once you pack shit, you can’t pack anything else…”
May said, rolling her eyes. The one thing May would not do
is take it in the rear - once they got in there they
weren’t clean, and she didn’t want an infection. I agreed.
People are gonna think that’s how Pa got what he
got… But he got it from… well; he got it from -Her-…
The one person in his life he tried not to be gay over, and
that’s when he got AIDS. That’s why I’d never touch
anything more than weed.
“So, you guys had fun then?” I asked.
“Oh, oh shit…” Kevin called out. Melinda quickly
sidestepped and he shot his load into the street. “Thanks
girl… that really takes the edge off.”
“No prob…” Melinda said, smiling at the softening
cock in her hands.
“So yeah, it was cool. We fucked em in the park, a few
people hung around we didn’t know - but it was cool.” Kevin
said.
“Hey man, you get their numbers?” Rick asked. “I
forgot to ask.”
“No… shit I didn’t even think about it.” Rubin said.
“Amanda said she might drop by the cafe again
sometime” Kevin said.
“I dunno man…” Rubin began “I’m not too keen on some
random hook up crowding my space.”
“Yeah…” I said. “I can see that.”
“So what’d you guys do?” Kevin asked. When I blushed
and traded glances with May and then Melinda he said
“Oh…”
“Ew…” Marcy said.
“Well come on… I had to try it out.” I said. “But
I’m still a cock girl…”
“You know that just sounds weird…” Marcy said.

Eventually we figured it was time to head in. I made a
quick decision and kept my clothes on for the bins and the
crowd - but I grabbed May first and stripped my penguin
blouse off her. “Kev,’ toss this in the trunk.” He did, and
we passed through the metal detectors at the start of the
alley. They rolled those out every morning for us to go
through, and rolled them back inside after the bell’s rang.
North entrance had a shack for them, and I wondered if
they’d do that for these ones before it got rainy.
People were milling about the south entrance, and I
saw a group of Program girls gossiping near the bins -
still dressed for now, except for Cindy and Kitten who were
naked and holding hands on the edge.
“Oh… My… Like, it’s been so…” one girl was
saying.
“Like yeah!” another interrupted, “I’ve cum so many
times this week…”
“Yeah… I had like, three guys in me so far. I feel
like such a slut” one of the seniors, a redhead named Kelly
McPherson, said.
“It’s been fun, but my boyfriend dumped me when I got
picked,” another raven haired senior said, I didn’t know
her.
“What the fuck?” Kelly said, casting her face into a
scowl.
“He said I shouldn’t be showing off his property to
other guys. Called me a slut so I kicked his balls and he
dumped me,” raven hair said, kicking out her foot in
reenactment.
“Well you showed him,” Kelly said.
“Yeah, so yesterday I fucked a guy in the showers
right in front of him,” raven hair said as she grinned.
“Um… I… I got spanked a lot.” Kitten said. She and
Cindy were sort of facing me, but none of them saw me. I
could see her blushing all over.
“Oh my…” one of the juniors said.
“But… oh wow… it gets me all wet.” Kitten said.
“She’s such a freak,” Cindy said, patting Kitten’s
behind.
“You know what I heard…” the Kelly said, half
covering her mouth as they all leaned in. I looked around
and saw a pack of impatient boys waiting for the strip
show, and trying to decide if they should just move in on
the two who were naked already.
“May…” I started.
“Hey don’t look at me, I’m on the rag. I can try
though. Come on Melinda, let’s go have fun.” She took
Melinda by the hand and went to play interference as I sat
on the bin behind the girls and let my ears wander.
“Well… I heard that girl Alandra got gang banged by
like, twelve black guys yesterday during sixth period…”
one of the freshmen girls said. Where the fuck did that
come from? I don’t think we even had twelve black guys who
all knew each other at this school. There was Kevin, and if
you were a white supremacist there was Ray, but he most
people considered him white since he was only a quarter
black, and then I think I saw a freshman kid, and well…
there were those three guys outside Magante’s bungalow
yesterday.
“Oh… they’re such animals…” One of the juniors
said.
“I heard she’s a lezzie.” The other freshmen said.
“I heard she’s got AIDS” a junior girl who hadn’t
spoken before said.
“I heard she killed a guy her freshman year, for
asking her out,” the girl with the gang bang rumor said.
“As if Kristy.” Cindy said to the freshman. “I know
her… she’s really nice.” Well thanks girl. I was actually
surprised nobody had figured out I was sitting right behind
them all. On top of the bin, I was like, really fucking
obvious…
“Yeah right… everybody who’s anybody says she’s a
total bitch. She’ll kick your ass just for asking the time
of day,” Kelly said.
I hopped down and stepped in, right next to her. Cindy
got a big smile when she saw me, everyone else just kind of
squealed and stepped back as I asked “Anyone got the time?”
“Oh shit!” Kelly said, looking like she needed a
priest for last rites or something.
“Hey you know; it’s not nice to talk shit about
people. And I don’t got AIDS.” I said. “Hey Cindy, the
twins around?”
“Uh… haven’t seen em yet.” She said.
“Is she really ok?” freshman Kristy on her left sort
of half whispered to Cindy.
“Hey it’s not like I ever killed anybody or anything -
not even for asking me out…” I said.
“Oh… you heard all that…” Kelly looked like she
wanted to run.
“Hey relax… I’m used to it. And no, I didn’t get
gang banged by anybody. Now why’re we all still dressed?” I
asked.
“We was just talking, waiting for it to get close
enough to time” Kristy said.
“Yeah. No sense in getting naked too soon.” The raven
haired senior said, trying to pretend she wasn’t nervous.
“I think it’s fun,” Kitten said.
“You oughta hang with May.” I said, as I unbuttoned
the collar on my shawl.
“Oh wow, I love that jacket you got.” A junior said,
as she started working on her blouse.
I looked around, to see who was watching us, and then
shouted out “I just bought this, and if it ain’t here when
I get out after school I -will- find out who took it, and
you -will- not like what happens!” I then took off my bra
and held the two in my hand as I started in on my jeans.
“Say why’d you get dressed again?” Cindy asked.
“I dunno; I figured it was the last day, and I wanted
to see if I could stand to wear this shit after it was all
over.” I started to swish my hips so I could get my jeans
down - to the catcalls of some boys behind me. I guess May
and Melinda couldn’t manage the whole crowd…
Somebody tried to poke a finger in my ass. I spun
myself around and grabbed it, twisting hard. “Hey, ask
first asshole!” We both went down - I’d only meant him to
fall, but I was tangled in my jeans.
“It’s a reasonable…” He began.
“It ain’t fucking nothing if you don’t ask perv…”
I’d let go of his finger in the fall - I didn’t need to get
busted for breaking some jerk’s hand.
May and Rubin were suddenly at my side. I was on top
of the guy, and squirming to get loose. “Fucking jeans…”
I managed to kick them off and get up.
“You ok?” Rubin asked.
“I’m gonna remember you.” May said, glaring at the
boy. He scurried off in fear. I could see Ms. Mitchell
staring to walk over, but Harrison stopped her with a hand
on her shoulder. They started talking.
“Some people think they got a right to do whatever the
fuck they want…” I said, grabbing my jeans, bra, and
shawl and folding them up together. I was naked now - no
panties, so I just tossed it in the bin. The other girls
were standing around in surprise, glancing at me and my
friends. Probably wondering how Rubin got there so fast, or
how May even noticed when she’d been busy blowing some
Program guy only a second before.
“Always keep your eyes open,” I said to them.
Melinda walked up and said “What’s up?”
“Some jerk tried to handle A.C. without asking,” May
said.
“Wow that was stupid…” Melinda said.
“No shit…” The senior girl said. “No offense
Alandra, but I’d be afraid even invited.”
“Well, too bad for you. You’re missing out on this,”
Melinda said, and she grabbed me up and kissed me, right
there in front of everybody. It very obvious that not only
had she not asked, but I’d not cared - this one had a
previous invitation.
“Ain’t she got AIDS or something?” I barely heard a
girl say - I was lost in that kiss. Every time Melinda
kissed me the world seemed to stop, and every time I
wondered if I might end up a lezzie in the end, or if I
could just settle for kisses.
“No she doesn’t!” Kitten’s voice chimed in. “Stop
talking shit about people you don’t know.”
“Yeah, but my friend’s got her in biology, and he said
the teacher even said she got AIDS.” One of the boys from
the crowd said.
“I don’t have no fucking AIDS!” I yelled out. “Anybody
says different, they’ll regret it.” I noticed Harrison
watching, so held back the actual threat.
“Yeah stupid,” some boy said. “Besides, that was her
father Ms. Lippmann was talking about.” I looked over, he
was from my class, but I didn’t remember his name. He gave
a weak shrug and said “Well that’s what the teacher
said…”
“Yeah…” I began. “No point in lying… It’s true”
and I stormed out of there and up to the building.

“You dropped something.” Harrison stopped me just as I
passed him. He handed me a pack of cigarettes and pointed
at my bag. It was open when I checked, and we could both
see my small bag of weed. “Here…” He just put the cigs in
my bag without saying a word, blocking the view from Ms.
Mitchell and everyone else. “I’ll assume that’s your
father’s, and return it to you after school ok?” He took
the weed.
Yeah, if I got caught with that I’d be out on my ass
most likely. Must’ve fallen in last night. I think we both
knew it wasn’t my Pa’s medical stash. Harrison was actually
covering for me.
“Oh… yeah. He gets a little distracted sometimes,” I
said, and then walked past Mr. H. and off to Study Hall. I
heard bare feet behind me - May as it turned out.
“Man that’s fucked up,” she said as we walked through
the empty hallway.
I stopped. “Wait, the bell didn’t ring? We’re not
supposed to be in here…”
“He didn’t stop us,” May said. “Everyone else is still
outside.” She looked me over with a serious questioning
stare and then said “there something going on between you
and Mr. H?”
“Besides yesterday? I think he’s starting to
understand…” I said. We sat down on the cold floor
outside of study hall. At least May had the towel she
borrowed to put her butt on. I’d sit in her lap, but it’d
probably make her cramps worse.
“Or maybe he’s afraid you’ll tell” she said. I thought
of the paper towel I’d kept - the one with his stuff on it.
“Man they need carpets in here, or something.” I
squirmed around, trying to get my naked butt comfortable on
the cold tile floor. We just sat there for a few minutes
waiting in silence. May moved to hug me and I said “I wish
he’d let Melinda in.”
She looked up from the hug, into my eyes, and said
“Yeah… I really like her.”
“Me too.” I said.
“She’s sweet on you” May said, looking down at the
tiles on the floor.
“I know…” and we fell back into silence. Naked hugs
are really nice, even between friends. All that skin to
skin contact, like people were meant to be. Her tit was
resting on mine and I could feel her breathing. I yawned as
I calmed down.

When the bell rang Melinda was the first person to
reach us. “Shit, they wouldn’t let me through” she said, as
we all hugged.
“Yeah, I gotta add you to the list they keep” I said.
“They gotta list?” she said, and May and I broke out
laughing. “Oh…” she said, joining us.
I grabbed her butt then gave her a light spank before
saying “You gotta get to class girl, before you’re late.”
Mr. Jackson passed us outside the door. “Morning
girls” He said. He was holding three coffees in a little
tray. How cute.
“Morning Don.” May said. I just nodded my hello.
“I’m gonna miss this week” He said and then went
inside.
“Men are such pervs” Melinda said.
“Yeah, but some of them are nice about it” I said.
“Now you run along. I’ll see you in gym.”
“Oh ok…” She started to turn, but then came back and
gave May and I light kisses. I watched her butt bounce as
she ran off, but not in the way May did. May looked hungry.
Just before we went in I saw the twins pass by with
Cindy. “And she was like…” Cindy said, mimicking the way
I’d grabbed that boy’s finger as she spun around. They
didn’t see me. The twins were too busy watching Cindy with
lust in their eyes, and she was too busy showing off.

Once Fatima and Rubin were there we all settled in to
hanging out. Don gave me and May coffees, and sat down next
to us. “I heard what happened Alandra, if you want to talk
to someone, I’m here.”
“Thanks Don. I’ll be ok” I said. Everybody wants to
talk - you’d think this was a psych ward or something.
Still, I appreciated the concern, and smiled up at him.
Fatima reached over to rub my back. I wondered what
she thought of the little gift I’d given her the other day
- I had my own dildo strapped to the chain on my waist,
just like May. I figured I’d let her bring it up, in her
own time if at all.
“Marcy was saying it just wasn’t right what that
teacher said about you yesterday” she said. “When we walked
home, she got very mad about it.”
“Yeah, Marcy’s got my back” I said. Those two were
spending more time together - I guess cause they were the
only clothed girls in the group.
“Got your back?” She looked at my backside.
“It means she’s loyal, she sticks up for her friends”
May said.
“What does she stick up? Does she put it somewhere?”
Fatima asked.
I giggled, that could be so easily misheard. “Uh….
she helps, and won’t let people say bad things about
somebody she cares for.”
“Oh…” She held her pencil up, I guess trying to
understand how the analogy worked. Then she suddenly
blushed very hard and looked at me. Yeah, she found the
gift all right, but I think she was drawing the wrong
analogy. So I said “I don’t know why they call it ’sticking
up’.”
“Huh…” May said, sipping on her coffee. Fatima gave
it a thirsty look so May offered her some.
“We drink a lot of coffee at home, but it’s stronger
than this.” She said.
“Espresso?” Rubin asked.
“Um…” Fatima tried to search her English. “No, just
coffee, but dark. We call it ‘Monsooned’.”
“You should tell Bill that, over at Albatross. He’ll
make it however you like, and if you’ve got something
special there, teach him - he likes to think he’s some kind
of chef or something” Rubin said.
“Well, it takes special beans…” she said. “But I’ll
keep that in mind.”
“This is just grocery store pre-ground stuff” I said.
“Don probably gets it from the teacher’s lounge.” At which
Mr. Jackson looked up at us. “Right Don?”
“Huh?” Mr. Jackson said.
“The coffee, where’s it come from?” May asked
“Oh, they brew it up in the teacher’s lounge” he said.
I waited till he wasn’t paying attention and said
“see?”

We sat through the rest of the period, chatting about
stuff like that. I split with the gang in the halls after
class, heading on my way to Civics, and wondering what
homework I was supposed to have done.
I passed Sandy, Calvin, and Paul in the halls “Hey
guys, what class you got?” Calvin and Paul had their dicks
out, what the fuck was up with that? I looked at their
pants, and it looked like they had something with the
crotch cut out - almost like chaps, but it still had a
butt. Sandy was in heels, stockings, a garter belt, and the
cut out shirt from Wednesday that left her tits out. Other
than that all she had was her bag.
“We got English with Mr. Jackson,” Calvin said.
“How long’s it take to start growing back?” Sandy
asked, rubbing her shaved mound.
I shrugged, “I shave mine every other morning. Touch
up you know.” She reached over and felt along  my pussy.
“Mr. Jackson’s cool, I just had him for study hall.”
“It’s still smooth. Mine too, but I’m worried it’ll
itch soon,” she said.
“We’ll just have to shave it again,” Paul said as he
started to feel her pussy. “You know his niece Marcy? She’s
pretty hot…”
Sandy let out a little gasp as his fingers entered
her, saying, “I love it when they do that. Isn’t it great
to be naked?”
“Well you aren’t really nude,” I said. I reached over
and grabbed Calvin by the cock, stroking him casually I
added, “You kids turned out nicer than I thought when I met
you Monday.”
“No, but I am naked, where it counts,” she said. She
had me there.
“Hey we’re not kids,” Calvin said.
“Yeah, sorry,” I said. He was what, fifteen, the same
age as the twins. But I could humor him. His cock was
getting hard in my hands and he started to pump his hips.
“Hey, let’s go fuck in the bathroom,” Paul said.
That was pretty blunt. I could’ve told em ‘why
bother’, I’d been fucked in the halls already and nobody
gave a shit. But maybe that was cause I was in The Program.
So I just said, “sorry guys, I got to get to Civics. Maybe
I’ll see you at lunch.” Then to Paul, “Marcy should be
there.”
“We got an assembly today, but maybe after that,”
Calvin said.
Assembly? “They’re gonna do those again?” Last year
they did assemblies at the end of Program week, once a
month or so.
“Yeah…” Sandy said. She took both boys by the dick
and dragged them off. I watched them enter a bathroom, and
then started off to Civic.
“Hey can I…?” somebody said.
“Sorry, gotta get to class. Catch me later ok?”
“She is a bitch, isn’t she?” someone said.
“Yeah well, she’s got AIDS anyway, you don’t want to
touch her,” a third kid said behind me. Some girl.
I spun around and shouted, “I do not fucking have
AIDS! Say that shit again and somebody’s gonna get their
ass kicked.” Then I stormed off to Civics.

I walked into ‘Spook Class’ without a single fucking
idea what we were supposed to do today. “Psst, Kev, what
was our homework?” I asked him as we met at the door. He
was still naked too.
Kevin shrugged and said, “You know, ten more pages of
that stuff she gave out. Women’s rights stuff - women and
the new laws.”
Shit, that might have been interesting.

“Miss Cabrera, can you come… oh! Mr. Douglas have
you decided to volunteer for the Program? Why don’t you
both come up here?” Mrs. Jacobs said.
“Uh,” Kevin began, but then he just kinda shrugged
again.
“Hey,” I said, “you asked for it letting that thing
out.” I grabbed his cock and wiggled it around for kicks.
“Hey!” He said, pushing off my hand. “I’m not in…
you keep that up when I can’t get relief…”
“No different than me,” I said.
“Which is a good place to start,” Mrs. Jacobs
interrupted. “Because today we’re going to talk about the
differences gender plays in society under the new rules of
the Program.” She looked around the room, then right at me
and said; “I trust everyone did their reading for last
night?”
I gave a weak smile, at least I had that newspaper - I
got it out of my bag.
“Oh yes, thank you. I listened to that on the radio
last night,” Mrs. Jacobs said. She took the article and
asked if she could pass it around. I didn’t mind, I only
bought it to keep her off my back anyway. “There’s no time
to really read that now, I’ll make copies for Monday. I’d
say it’s pretty likely laws against prostitution will be
found unconstitutional given the Court’s recent
statements.”
She started talking about the legal arguments, how
they’d gone on about bodily freedom, the victimless nature
of sex, and a woman -or man’s- right to economic control
over their possessions, of which the body was the most
sacred.
“Given that all the government can come up with as a
defense is state’s rights and traditional values, it’ll
probably go down. State’s rights are important in our
system, but civil rights have outweighed them since the
last liberal court of the 1960s,” she said. “Though by
European standards, even that Court was conservative.”
She then switched topics a bit, and asked us what we
thought of the differences between men and women with the
new nudity laws.
Kevin straightened up and said, “I think it’s
completely fucked up… I mean, it’s just not right that
after I’m twenty one, I can’t go nude.”
“Yeah…” I said, taking his cock in hand, “What the
f… what’s with that? I think it’s beautiful.”
Mrs. Jacobs was looking at Kevin’s cock, as was I, so
we missed whoever said, “Yeah, a nigger-lover would…”
We both looked up and she said, “Someone in here is in
for a rude surprise the day I figure out who said that.”
Kevin just shook his head, he’d been watching my hand on
his dick too I guess.
“Yeah well… why is it only women?” he asked.
“They just want to exploit us,” a girl said, Polina I
think.
“I dunno, I don’t feel exploited,” I said. “I’ve got a
lot of power like this.”
“Yeah well, wait’ll you get raped,” she said.
I gave her a really hard look, and she squirmed in her
chair a bit. Then I said, “I’ve already been there, and I
had my clothes on at the time.”
“As if, everyone knows you lied about that,” a boy
said. His voice sounded familiar. Mrs. Jacobs and I both
looked at him, but I think Kevin missed it, so I stopped
stroking his dick. Poor boy was getting distracted.
“You are so…” I began.
“Alandra!” Mrs. Jacobs interrupted. “Mr. Michaels,
that was out of line. Not only that, but I’m pretty sure
it’s not the first thing you’ve said today. Get your
things; you’re off to Mr. Harrison’s office.” He left, and
she made a quick call to the office to let them know he was
on the way.
“He’s so dead…” I said to Kevin.
He just shrugged and said, “not worth it.”
“So we were on the subject of safety, exploitation,
and…” Mrs. Jacobs said.
“Um,” I interrupted. “What’s the word my Pa always
uses… empowerment. Yeah. I feel like I’m gaining
something by losing my clothes.”
“What do you mean?” Max asked.
I spread my legs and started running my fingers
through my slit, then pinched my clit. “Look,” I said.
“I’ve got you. And I don’t feel any shame doing this
anymore. It’s my pussy, and I’m gonna enjoy it - my way.” I
started doing myself, right there in class - slow and
steady so I could stay focused.
“I don’t need to be naked to turn guys stupid,” Polina
said.
“Oh god, I’d just die if somebody saw me doing that!”
another girl blurted out before blushing hard. Her friend
pushed her shoulder and she just sank into her chair
thinking about what she’d admitted.
“Yeah well, but like, I feel freer now,” I said. “Free
over my body, free to make choices on my terms. It’s hard
to explain.” I was pumping two fingers into my pussy, and I
had the attention of everyone in class - guys and girls.
“I know it just feels wonderful,” Kevin said. “Being
like this is just…” He lifted up his hands. “I just think
it’s messed up that men can’t do it, that as soon as they
think I’m an adult, I have to wear clothes.”
“Men look silly naked,” Max said. I shook my head,
looking at Kevin -who was absolutely beautiful the way he
was. I thought about some of the other boys in the Program.
Sure, some of them looked silly, but some of them looked
like gods. “It’s what I always hear…” Max looked at me.
“I mean, you look beautiful Alandra, when you do that. But
when guys in the Program jerk off it’s just funny.”
“I dunno,” I said. “I think that’s just cause we only
used to see naked guys in comedy. Kevin here’s sure of
himself, same with half the guys in the Program. It makes
them look great, at least to me.”
“Well I think it’s going to take a new generation to
see it that way,” Mrs. Jacobs said. “Yes, the burden’s on
women - to be naked. But you could also say the power’s on
women - to get to be nude.”
“Yeah,” I said. Kevin shook his head in agreement.
“But this whole dress code in offices, and
prostitution thing, that’s just wrong,” Brenda said.
“It’s a change,” Mrs. Jacobs said, “and all changes
come with a bit of struggle and a bit of shock.” She
touched her pointer to my clit ring. “Not every girl’s
going to end up a sex worker. If you’re trained as an
accountant, you’re an accountant.” I pulled my fingers out
of my pussy to see what she would do.
“In the reading, it looked like it was mostly service
jobs that had to be naked now,” a girl said. Mrs. Jacobs
pushed the pointer just a little into my slit.
“Yeah,” Brenda said, “It’ll only be those kinda jobs
that get hit with this sex stuff right?”
Mrs. Jacobs agreed, though she corrected that service
jobs was a term that applied to all sorts of work, but what
we would probably see is jobs where you ’serve’ someone -
like a secretary, personal assistant, or even sales rep.
Jobs like that might get sex added into the contract.
“Where they think it will help the bottom line, or
executive morale.”
“How does that all work, if we’re supposed to have
equal rights?” I asked.
“Well, men and women are not the same,” she started,
as her pointer started moving up and down the length of my
pussy.
“Not that shit… er, not that again,” I said. “All
that means is they’re ignoring the equal rights.”
“Maybe,” she agreed. “But if you remember from
Wednesday, the first top free laws for women came out of
equal treatment.”
“But wasn’t that an argument that men and women
weren’t different?” Brenda said.
“Yes. Obviously women’s rights are going to become a
lot more complicated with these changes. What empowers and
what demeans? Often the same thing with who makes the
choice being the only difference.”
“Like if I choose to go nude, versus being told to go
naked,” I said.
“Exactly,” she said.
“But I’m being told to undress now,” I interrupted.
She stroked the pointer along my pussy and then said,
“now, I’ve been rubbing you for the last few minutes, was
that your choice or mine?”
“Uh…” I said. She lowered her arm, so that she could
slide the pointer into my vagina just a tad as I cocked my
hips forward. It was more like a ‘pencil-dick’ - it didn’t
really feel like much, I just thought it was fun.
“I’d say her choice,” Max said.
“I dunno,” Kevin said.
“Well, now it is my choice,” I said. “But…”
“But before, I didn’t ask, and you didn’t say
anything,” she said.
“I just figured it was part of the lesson,” I said
with a shrug, “So I stopped masturbating to let you do it.”
“But I still didn’t ask,” she said, pulling the
pointer out of me. “Do I have to ask for a ‘Reasonable
Request’?”
Oh… now I think I got where she was going. “Yes, you
do. And, I can say no. Just like I was saying before - my
sex, my pussy, my control. You should have asked me.”
“Exactly. The Program is putting all of you in a
constant sexual situation, and the Reasonable Request,
while for your fun and learning, is also teaching all of
you to take charge of your own bodies in an active manner,”
Mrs. Jacobs said. “Both to get you more sexual, and to get
you talking about it with each other.”
I wondered if she’d been given a Magante lecture after
yesterday. She sounded a lot more Program friendly today.
“I guess so,” I said.
“Well, that’s one way to look at it,” she said. “It’s
up to you if you agree with that.”
She went on from there, talking about how women would
have to be strong under the new laws. Companies would do
what they could to push profits regardless of people.
Pa once said that ‘governments, no matter how horrid,
always in some sense have to answer to their people, but
here in the real world companies run things, and they’re
beholden only to money - which, as Pa put it, was the ‘tool
of Satan.’ Wasn’t so sure if I could agree with him, but it
made a certain sort of sense sometimes. Way I saw it, money
had no morality, and that probably made it even worse than
something which was actually evil - at least evil had a
goal you could understand. If the Program came to people’s
jobs, it would be all about trying to use them for greed.
She had us discuss whether the change was increased
oppression, or increased liberty. I kinda felt it was both.
She said that we’d just have to make sure the liberty side
won out, that that would be a matter of how we put it all
to use.
When class started winding down, when there was maybe
ten minutes left, she stopped the lecture and had me stand
up at the front of the class.
“Today is your last day in the Program, anything
special you’d like to say about it?” she asked.
“Um… It’s been fun, and strange. I’m not sure if it
changed me,” I thought about sex with May and Melinda then
said, “No, it’s changed me all right.” I’d probably get
asked how, so I came up with, “it’s got me thinking more,
and wanting to be more involved.” After I said it, I
realized it was actually kinda true. I was asking questions
now, in ways I never did before. I wasn’t lashing out as
much anymore.
“Well, since this is a Civics class, and participation
is key, and I want you all to think outside of the box, I’m
going to give you a chance at something not part of the
Program for you,” she said. She pointed her pointer at my
pussy again and said, “Would you like to ask for relief?”
Oh shit yeah, this could be fun. I looked at the
clock; we had maybe eight minutes, so I said “shit yeah.
Who wants to fuck me?”
Kevin looked at her, but she said, “No Kevin, this is
a chance for everyone to see the situation reversed. You’re
going to have to sit this one out. I want you to sit
there.” She had him sit in the front, where he’d see
everything. What was that about? It’s not like he was in
the Program.
I looked around the room, about a third of the boys
and three girls were waving their hands. I would’a figured
more, but that AIDS rumor was probably keeping hands down.
Max and Brenda were both among the hands, so I looked at
Mrs. Jacobs and said, “can I pick two to help me out?”
“Hmm… sure, why not?” she said.
I looked at Max again, pausing until he caught my
stare. “Know what, I think I’ll just take one. Brenda, you
asked for it, I want your tongue on my clit” I said, then
smiled at them both.
Max gave me a dirty look. Kevin just leaned back and
smiled after whispering something about May to Max. He gave
me a thumbs up and Brenda looked at me nervously, I guess
she didn’t think I’d actually pick her.
“Come on girl, you still game?” I asked, spreading
myself open for her. What the fuck I was doing, I’m not
sure I knew…
Brenda came up and looked in my eyes, then down to my
crotch. “What’s it taste like?” she asked in a whisper.
“Don’t worry,” I said, running my hand through her
hair and using that to pull her down to me. I heard her
take a deep sniff, then felt cold fingers on my pussy.
She giggled and said, “This is weird. It smells
funny.”
A couple giggles broke out in the room, and at least
one girl said; “Ew, gross.”
“Cause I’m worked up,” I said. “You get used to it.”
She gave me a funny look, and I realized that sounded
like I went down on girls a lot. “It’s soft,” she said,
finally touching me.
“Don’t you?” I began.
“Yeah, but that’s different. When I touch myself…”
her fingers spread my lips apart and she breathed out “wow,
that’s what he was talking about.” I wondered who she was
talking about.
“Well hurry it up, we’re on the clock here guys,” Mrs.
Jacobs said.
“Yeah, get busy girl, I can’t stay wet forever,” I
said.
She looked up with a blush and said, “What should I
do?”
“Try kissing me there,” I said. Funny, I’d almost said
‘it’, but that wasn’t ‘it’ no more, that was me - my
pleasure to have.
She did, and I relaxed as she held the kiss, then
quickly darted her tongue in before coming back and going
for a lick all along my labia. Maybe it was last night, the
way May and Melinda had worked me over, maybe it was not
wanting Max to get any, or maybe I was starting to like
this… Whatever, I wondered why I’d chosen a girl to give
me relief.
The look on Max’s face was enough to make me sure of
my choice. He was flustered, and a little annoyed. I winked
at him, then took Brenda by the hair and gently held her
close. “You like that?” she asked into my pussy.
“Oh yeah…” I breathed out. “That’s just right girl,
keep that up.” She was flicking her tongue along my clit,
and going for licks right into my vagina.
“This is fun!” she called out. “Not like doing a guy
at all.”
“Um…” I started, then sighed and closed my eyes.
“No, not like that,” she said. “Guys are fun too, just
this is different.” And then she pushed her tongue in as
deep as she could, twisting it all around trying to drink
me up from the inside out.
I didn’t last much longer than that. It wasn’t as good
as May or Melinda, but it got the job done. I went up and
over, and she held me there for a little working my clit,
then worked me down by petting my tummy and stroking my
sides. After a nice long sigh I looked up and saw the
class. The girls were all looking a bit nervous - like they
wanted to know what it was like, but also found it a bit
gross or a bit scary at the same time. All the guys but Max
and Kevin just looked like they wanted to fuck something.
Max was pissed, and Kevin just grinned and gave me a thumbs
up.
Mrs. Jacobs used that as a moment to survey the class,
“so, how did that make you all feel?”
“It was nice to have things turned around,” I said.
“I think its bull,” Max said. “She didn’t need to get
off, she didn’t have blue ball. She doesn’t even have
balls.”
“Blue ball my ass,” Kevin said. “There’s no such thing
and you know it.”
“Guys just make that up to get their girlfriends to do
‘em,” Polina said.
“Well yes, but do you really think that’s why relief
is for boys only?” Mrs. Jacobs said. “Remember what I said
before - with women we need to push them past sexual
barriers by making the tension too much to bear. But with
men, there’s often no such need. However giving them relief
only ups that tension with the girls while making the boys
more and more open about expressing themselves.”
I sat up and looked around before saying, “Maybe, but
I don’t like it.”
Mrs. Jacobs looked at the clock, “We’ve got two
minutes, any last questions?”
Brenda raised her hand, and when picked she asked, “I
was wondering about jobs with sex. If I refused to let that
on my contract and if they refused to hire me because of
it, what could I do?”
Mrs. Jacobs smiled and said, “good thinking. Not much
in some fields I’m afraid. But in any professional field if
they couldn’t say why sex would help with the duties you
were expected to fill, you’d have a sexual harassment
lawsuit lined up. Remember that if they demand sex of women
workers, but not of men in the same fields, chances are you
can find a harassment issue in there.”
“But what about this whole ‘men and women are
different’ thing?” I said.
“Well, yes, but that has its limits. I suppose we’ll
just have to see as the laws shape themselves. For all of
you, I’d just say; join a union. At least then you’ll have
someone backing you,” Mrs. Jacobs said as I got up off her
desk. Brenda looked at me and blushed.
I was just trying to figure out what sex had to do
with being a secretary or waitress, talk about serving the
public.
“My pa says unions are like big gangs, in a good way;
somebody’s always there to watch your back and make sure
they don’t take you down without a fight,” I said.
“You could say that, it’s not that simple, but that’s
about right,” Mrs. Jacobs said.

In the halls after class Brenda stopped me as a number
of the girls made a wide space around us. “Am I ‘gay’?” she
asked. “I liked that a lot.”
“Fuck if I know,” I said. “Do you like guys?”
“Yeah… but, now I want a girl to do me,” Brenda
said, she had a hand on my arm, and I could feel her
shaking.
“You’re not gay if you still like guys,” I said.
“Um… could you, maybe someday,” and she looked down
at my clit ring, lightly brushing it with her fingers.
“I’m not a lezzie either,” I said. “I’m not really
even bi, I just…” I just what I thought. Anything I told
her would be bullshit, cause I wasn’t really sure anymore
myself. What, I’m not bi? Then why did I let May and
Melinda do me last night? Why did I do them? Even May on
her period? Thinking about it was making me wet again.
“I… I dunno,” I said. “See you Monday!” And I got myself
out of there.
I had to pause halfway to Writing. A simple posing,
requested by some boys, I had to comply under the Program
as they never asked to touch and there was still plenty of
time. Not that I minded, they were nice boys and they said
a lot of nice things about my body without ever being
vulgar. “You’re so pretty, I love the shape of your waist,”
and even, “the Program has made me see just how beautiful
women are.” That last boy told me he took art this semester
after seeing so many naked women over the summer and from
the Program last year. He wanted to express the beauty he
saw - ’show women just how wonderfully men saw them,’ or
something. It was kind of sweet, if a little patronizing. I
gave him a little kiss and was rewarded with “everybody
says your mean, but you seem so nice today.”
I was feeling pretty good when I came around the
corner to Creative Writing. The first thing I saw was a
girl kneeling in front of Ray with his cock in her mouth.
She was working pretty fast and pulled out to lick him. “Oh
yeah!” he called out as she looked up with a grin. The
‘money shot’ as they call it - and let me tell you, they
only do that on porn to turn the guys watching the shit on.
He started shooting all over her face and hair, getting it
everywhere. At first she smiled, then it got over her eyes
and she started to grimace. Ray just kept shooting his wad
onto her and grunting.
When he was done he just said “thanks babe,” and after
stopping himself short of patting her on her cum soaked
hair turned and walked into the classroom.
She got up, her eyes closed and her hands reaching
out. “Ray?” she said. I ran over to her and took her hands.
“Can I open my eyes? Will it sting?”
“Uh… I dunno?” I said. I’d never thought about that
before. “Probably not, but it might get messy. Let me help
you.” I walked to the restroom and helped her wash her
face.
“Where’d he go?” She asked.
“He was done,” I said. I looked into her eyes to see
what she was thinking, and to make sure none of it got in
there.
“Done? What about me? Hey… Do I know you?” She
asked.
“Guys… I’m Alandra,” I said.
“Oh, yeah…” and she tensed. “I’ve heard about you.
Why’d you help me?”
There was a boy watching us, or rather, watching my
pussy, so I said “You need something?”
“Can I touch it?” He asked.
“Not now,” I said, then to her, “Nobody else was. You
know, why’d you let him go for your face like that?”
“Oh god, you saw that?” She asked.
“Yeah, sure. Me and fifty other kids. At least…” I
said “Guys just think they want that from watching porn,
but trust me, suck on it while he cums next time - you’ll
stay cleaner and he’ll cum better.”
“Hey you guys are gonna be late for class,” the boy
said.
“Yeah let’s go,” I said. To the boy I said, “Catch me
when I’m not busy sometime ok?”
“Uh, sure,” he said.

When I walked into Creative Writing Ray was sitting
there in his chair with a smug look on his face and a limp
cock dangling between his legs. Sandra was glancing at it
angrily, with a look that said ‘who the fuck broke my toy?’
I knew who, but I just kept my mouth shut and sat on
the other side of Ray. Sandra shot me an accusing look and
I was just about to play it up when I decided to test the
peace I though she’d offered yesterday, “Don’t look at me,”
I said.
“Ms. Cabrera, while you’re in The Program we all have
every right to look at you as much and in any way we want,”
Mr. Turner said, proving just how un-cool he was. “Mr.
Williams, it doesn’t look like you’ll be needing relief for
once, so perhaps we can get started. Class, we’ve had a
number of sexual ‘demonstrations’ this week, thanks to our
two Program participants and our volunteer. I expect we
will continue to see Ms. Beckett for the next month attired
as she is today, and if any of the boys are selected
perhaps we’ll see some repeat performances. For today, I
want you all to pick something from the week’s sexual
events and write on it until the end of class.” Mr. Turner
looked the three of us over before continuing. “You three
come and sit up here, facing the class.”
“What’s that about?” I whispered over to Ray as we
moved our desks.
When we were done he continued. “Think about seeing
these three and what they’ve shown us this week. How did it
make you feel? What about it stood out most for you? Which
coupling was most erotic to you? As a last writing option,
you can create a sex scene for something involving these
three that did not happen in class, but write it as if it
had.” Then he looked to the three of us and said, “Your
assignment is the same, but I want you up here for the
class to see in order to help with their imaginations.”
So I sat there writing, along with everyone else. It
took me a while to come up with something, but eventually I
wrote about my feelings the first time Sandra beat me to
Ray and the competition between us over him. As I wrote it
I realized how stupid it was, given that I didn’t even
really like Ray, and I said as much at the end.
When class was over Mr. Turner collected all our
papers, quickly checked them off, then passed them back
out. “Take that and revise it over the weekend. Don’t worry
too much about that, because once you’re done there what I
really want you to do is write a short sonnet from it. If
you don’t know what a sonnet is,” and he looked right at
me, “you can look it up on the internet.”
Yeah right, I’d need a computer for that. Maybe I
could ask May.

In the halls I found myself walking along with Sandra.
“So you didn’t get him?” She asked.
“Naw, some girl gave him a blow job in the hall,” I
said. “He came all over her face and just walked off.”
“Guys…” she said. “What a jerk.”
“Yeah, that’s what I said,” I said.
“Peace?” she gave me a long look as we stopped on the
steps of the south entrance near the alley that cut through
between the classes and the fields and gym.
“Sure,” I said, “I’ll call off Melinda.”
“Oh god, she’s a tough one,” Sandra said, looking down
at a scratch on her hips.
“Yeah, who would’ve thought, she doesn’t look it. I’ll
bet she could even kick my ass,” I said. I wasn’t about to
say she’d already done it - in my bed no less, with her
tongue.
“Too bad we never did Ray together…” Sandra said.
Where did that come from? “Well, he’s not the only guy
around,” I said.
“Excuse me girls?” a woman’s voice said to our left. I
turned and saw a naked woman with a pair of overalls draped
over her shoulder. Oily overalls to match the grease stains
on her face.
“Yeah?” I said. I was a little annoyed at the
interruption, but I liked the look of her - another girl
not afraid to get her hands on grease work.
“I’m looking for the administration building. I just
got called in to substitute for…” she looked down at a
piece of paper, “Mr. Carson’s class.”
“Oh!” I said.
“Yeah, I was told he’s been let go, and they needed
someone to fill while they looked for a replacement,” she
said while looking us over. “I love your piercing,” she
added to me.
“Thanks,” I said. Looking into her bush, I could see a
faint glint of metal shining through - she had her own clit
piercing.
“You don’t look like a teacher,” Sandra said.
She leaned in conspiratorially and said in a soft
voice, “Actually I’m not, but don’t tell anyone. They know,
but I’m still working on my teaching credentials. I can sub
though.”
“What’re you planning to teach?” I asked. Pa’d told me
how the whole credentials thing worked once.
“Art, hopefully at the junior college, maybe metal
shop or auto, but they never hire women for that.” She that
last bit with a frown on her face, one I knew well for she
must’ve stolen it right off my face.
“You start today?” Sandra asked.
“Some of it,” she said. “They’ve got an assembly or
something  after lunch, but he had an eighth period class
I’ll be taking. Might get to sixth if the assembly breaks
early. I already missed the morning stuff, they were
calling around all day from what I heard. I’m Jodi by the
way, Jodi Waters. No relation to the singer.”
“The who?” I said. Sandra furrowed her brow in
thought.
“No, Pink Floyd,” Jodi said.
“Huh?” Sandra and I said together. Something about a
flood?
“Never mind,” She said.
“Well, I hope you’re still here on Monday,” I said.
“I’ll be in your class.”
“Oh!” she said, looking suddenly very nervous. “You’re
not…”
“So they did tell you,” I said.
“What?” Sandra asked.
“You think we had trouble,” I said to Sandra, causing
the woman to look us both over, “Mr. Carson didn’t know the
meaning of the word ‘request’.” For emphasis I ran my hands
up and down, gesturing over my body.
“Oh…” Sandra said.
“Yeah, they told me that too, as a woman they said I’d
have a class that might need an attitude adjustment,” Jodi
said.
“Oh, administration is just down that way,” I said,
pointing down the alley past the overpass bridging the gym
into the second floor of ‘C’ building. “You’ll have to go
around the corner.”
I watched her ass as she walked away, and Sandra sort
of watched me. I guess she was unsure what to make of our
new peace. “Good muscles,” I said. “She must work out.”
“Why would a flood be pink, and how can anyone stand
all that grease?” she said, I guess unaware that I was just
like Jodi - except maybe the part about floods.

Sandra split with me before the gym. We saw Ricky
spanking Kitten really hard on the bench right out front.
“Something I gotta do,” Sandra said, before walking up to
join them.
Melinda was there in the gym waiting for me, and as I
walked up she took me to her and gave me one of those
kisses that took everything else away. I fell hard onto the
bench in front of her locker and gasped out, “what the
fuck…”
“Hi,” she said. Then she sat down next to me, leaned
in as I put down my bag and whispered “you can deny it all
you want, but you’ll still come back for the kiss won’t
you?”
I unclipped my dildo, put it in my bag which I held
out and said, “Put that away will you?”
She got up and put it in a locker, next to hers, and
then as she shut the lock she said, “I heard about your
civics class.”
“Oh,” I said. I wondered if she’d get jealous, but she
just smiled down at me. She probably thought she was
managing to turn me - managing to get me to ‘realize’ who I
really was if I remember how Pa put it.
Was she?

Sandra passed us on her way in to the gym, Melinda
curled up a fist but I covered it and said to her in a
quiet whisper; “she’s trying to make peace now.”
I turned and watched her go by, her naked butt red
with several hand prints. “You gonna let her?” Melinda
asked.
“For now, see if she’s being real,” I said.
“She was trying pretty hard before,” Melinda said as
Sandra tossed her bag into a locker, put a lock on it and
turned to look at us from across the room and a pack of
boys. The boys were making it hard to get a good look,
dividing their gawking between us. Clueless, they still
didn’t seem aware of the fight that’d been around them all
week.
“Yeah, maybe she’s just got a new plan,” I said. “Or
maybe hearing about my Pa, she felt I wasn’t who she
thought she was taking on.”
“She thought she was taking on a stuck up bitch,”
Melinda said, and I turned to give her a good look. “It’s
what they say about you - mean bitch, always picks fights
with people. Bet she thought she could score points taking
you down.”
I looked over to where Sandra was pressed against a
locker as a boy massaged her pussy. “Yeah well, if that’s
what she thought, she was probably right.”
“You’re still my bitch though,” Melinda said, lightly
pinching my nipple.
“Dangerous game to play girl,” I said, talking about
Sandra and Melinda both. “If I’d met you a week ago…”
“Guess I got good timing. Come on,” she grabbed my
wrist and pulled me up. Holding hands we walked into the
gym like two giggling school girls.

Ms. Moore had a novel idea for getting boys to do
splits. She paired us off with them and had everyone touch
heels and hold the hands of their partners. With our legs
spread out as far as we could go, we would try to stretch
and if possible, go to a perfect split. Of course, if we
could do so, the boys would manage to pull their dicks
right up to our pussies.
Yeah that got them motivated. I had some guy named
Darrel I’d not paid any notice to before. He tried and
tried as hard as he could, but he couldn’t do it. “Maybe by
the end of the semester you’ll make it,” I said. As for me,
I was pretty limber, something you get from being a
fighter, and I didn’t have much trouble. He couldn’t keep
his eyes off my pussy spread out before him. When Ms. Moore
had us take a break I let him touch it, and he pumped his
fingers into me for a good minute before we had to get up
and try out the uneven bars. The guys had to be kind of
careful there, or so it seemed. They looked frightened
about catching their dicks on the bars. Just to give him a
hard time, I jacked off the boy in front of me in line,
keeping it going until he had to go on the bars.
Or at least I tried. Ms. Moore caught me twice. “Stop
that Alandra, I don’t want any spills on the mats. You can
do that in the showers after class.” It wasn’t like he
tried to stop me.
In the last few minutes of class Ms. Moore called us
all together on the mats to tell us about the assembly.
“You’ll get 15 minutes for lunch, use it well. Program
students,” she looked at me as well as Sandra, “will have
to sit up in the front. The rest of you will have seating
by grade. The assembly is going to run into sixth period as
well.”

We left for the showers, and the boy I’d last jacked
off in line came right up and got between me and Melinda,
thrusting out his hips. “I’m ready,” he said.
I shoved him out of the way and stood next to Melinda.
“I think he needs to be washed,” I said, pointing to a boy
hiding himself in the ‘boys corner.’ “You, need help over
there?” I waved him over and giggled with Melinda as he
brightened up and came bouncing over like a little puppy
dog.
“Hey! You gotta make me cum!” the boy from the line
said, stepping forward to present his cock.
“Learn some manners, or better, just fuck off,”
Melinda said to him.
“I wasn’t talking to you lezzie,” the boy said.
“Yeah? Well you’re talking to my bitch,” she said.
Sandra looked up at that and arched her eyebrows, but
Melinda and I just giggled as we started to soap down the
shy boy together.
“Fucking cunts,” the boy said as he walked off towards
Sandra.
“Don’t even think it,” she said, talking a step
towards Henry who gladly put a hand right on her left boob.
Line boy looked back at us, or rather the boy we had
between us and said, “I’m gonna kick your ass Ira.”
“Don’t mind him,” I said, rubbing soap into Ira’s
balls. “We’ll take care of him.”
Melinda looked up and said, “We will? Oh, sure.” She
took Ira’s hands and said to him, “Can you see if my
pussy’s dirty?”
Being a guy, all he had to say was, “Shit yeah!” With
lines like that, guys deserve to lose us to lezzies… Ira
went to it on Melinda, running his hands all over and into
her pussy. “Man it’s so soft. I didn’t think it’d be so
soft,” he said.
“You’ve never done this before?” I asked.
“Nah,” and he looked down, “girls usually don’t like
me.” Ira looked up at Melinda and said, “thanks for letting
me…”
“No, thank you,” she said to him, kissing him on the
forehead and almost making me jealous.
It wasn’t that we, or rather I, wanted Ira; I just
wanted to be rid of the other asshole. We let him go for a
few minutes, but we didn’t want to miss lunch. I took his
dick and jacked him off as hard as I could, figuring that
once the boy came we could be done with him. It didn’t take
long, and when he started to buck I pointed it at the drain
and let him go.
“Oh… you girls are great,” Ira told us when he was
done.
“Hey, don’t be shy,” I said before swatting his butt
and sending him on out of the showers. We rinsed off and
followed him out.
“Well?” I asked.
“No, he was pretty ‘fumbly’ down there, but I figured
I’d encourage him anyway,” Melinda said.
“Figured that,” I said, taking a towel and patting her
down. I might not’ve been so nice. When I was done she took
it from me and dried me off.
When she got our bags she put my waist chain back on
me, and I took ‘teddy’ and clipped him on to a little loop
on the dildo, even though he was half as big. Then she
grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s find May.”

We found the gang pretty quick, in the usual spot. A
few boys tried to stop us for posing requests, but Melinda
told them she wasn’t in the Program and pulled me away
before I or they could get a word in. I wondered if I could
get busted for that, or how they even kept track of these
things. Melinda was just a girl without any clothes, sure
to confuse a lot of people. I was in the Program, and May
was a ‘Program Volunteer.’ Too many fucking categories, too
easy to get messy with.
May was trying to get Rubin to pull his pants down,
and kept tugging at his belt. “Come on Rube, you gotta join
us,” she said as we walked up. With him sitting, it wasn’t
going to be easy.
“Hey,” I said over to Kevin as he turned away from a
set of girls to watch us approach.
“Hey,” he said back, cupping his hands over our
pussies and then trailing his fingers over as he pulled
away. “You know him?”
I looked over to see Paul chatting with Marcy, who was
trying not to look at his cock sticking out of his jeans.
“Oh, Paul, he’s a freshman I keep bumping into in the
halls. Got a thing for Marcy or someth’n.”
“You guys hungry?” Rubin called over, looking around
May as she practically rubbed her tits in his face
stumbling around his belt.
“Spoilsport,” May said. “Yeah, guess we gotta eat
before this assembly bullshit.”
Fatima came running up, moved over to Marcy and then
burst out with “Oh!” at the sight of Paul. No matter how
much she saw, it never seemed to stop shocking her.
“Ah!” Melinda and I both jumped as somebody goosed us
- getting all the way into my vagina from behind. I spun
around with murder in my eyes, but it was just Rick. “Hey
watch it man!” I said; giving him a light stomach punch
before hugging him to show it was all cool. I checked his
fingers anyway, even though it was Rick, to make sure was
clean.
“What’s up?” he said, watching me examine his hands.
“Don’t do that again,” I said. “Ok, you’re clean. Like
I told his friend” -pointing to Paul- “on Monday, I don’t
need an infection.”
“Who’s he?” Rick said, pointing in the same direction.
“Freshman with a spot for Marcy; met him in the halls
Tuesday. Friend of a kid with dirty hands who tried to
Program me on Monday,” I said to Rick’s nod.
“Man just shouldn’t wear pants like that,” he said,
shaking his head. A naked Kevin raised his eyes looking at
Rick who continued with; “So he’s got it for Marcy, huh?
She could use a good fuck if you ask me.”
“I dunno, those pants seem to be working just fine for
him,” I said to Rick, nodding over to where Marcy was
giving Paul a blowjob as Fatima tried to act like the world
didn’t exist.
Melinda licked her lips and said, “Too bad she’s
straight, I could so help with that.” Rick looked down at
us, and I realized she still had my hand. Blushing I
stepped away, and Melinda seemed to shrink just a tad.
“Hey guys,” May said, taking Melinda’s hand for
herself and tugging. “We gotta get in line.” She had Fatima
in her other hand, who was trying to walk without looking.
I noticed Paul had left, and wondered if Marcy would hook
up with him again or not.
“Poor little freshmen,” Marcy said when she came over,
wiping her hand across her mouth.
“You know he’s got it for you,” I said. She just
shrugged.
With me packed in the middle, behind Kevin and the
guys, and May and the girls behind - we managed to get
through the line and get our food without any hassle or
RR’s. The food was the same shit as all week - but only
half as much. I had some kind of veggie burger and a salad.
May’s burrito didn’t look any better “Shit man, can’t they
even put lard in these beans?”
“My English teacher said there’s a big beef industry
protest in Washington right now,” Marcy said.
“Yeah, I saw that on TV this morning,” Rick said.
“Don’t they still sell to the fast food places?” I
asked.
“Not as much,” Rick said, “and they’re pissed over
losing the schools.”
“What-fucking-ever…” Melinda said. She didn’t catch
Marcy, Kevin, Rick, and Rubin stop and look at me, nor me
and May glare them back. Before, we’da never let some new
kid talk like that to us, but she was different. Somehow I
had a feeling that if it was Fatima, Marcy might stick up
for her the same. Fatima in fact gave me a look and then
nudged Marcy, who took a bite of her burger and grinned.
“Let’s get this shit over with,” I said. “They want my
ass up front or something. You too most likely.” I looked
over to May.
“Cool,” she said. May always liked being the center of
attention, being on display. At least since the Program
began, I still remembered the quiet May - the one who sat
on the edge of our group watching me or Kevin until it was
time to mix it up - to kick some ass with somebody like
Mitch’s crew. She was always my girl, my best friend, but
there was a time she’d only talk when we were alone. Now
you couldn’t shut her up no matter what. Like, the girl
would just run into any crowd and make a scene of herself.
“Shit,” May said. “What about my tits?”
“Huh?” Rubin said, “Why?”
“Everybody’s gonna see em…” she said in a low voice.
“May,” I began, pinching onto her nipple, “they’ve
been on display all week.”
“Yeah, but, not in front of everybody,” she said. I
looked out across the quad and all the kids milling about,
what the fuck was she thinking anyway?
Kevin just said, “May…” and made a sweeping gesture
over the whole place.
“It’s not… It’s not the same,” she said in reply,
scooting her butt back on the stone bench and hunching her
shoulders down.
When she moved her arms up to cover herself I cut in
and said, “you’re in the Program May, no covering. Remember
that pamphlet.” Her period must’ve been getting to her. If
it was me, I’d be worried about -that- showing.

With Lunch over we made our way across the quad to the
local theater that doubled as our assembly hall. I’d seen
teachers milling in there all through lunch, figuring they
were getting the place ready. Magante must’ve gone in way
ahead, and Ms. Mitchell was manning the door.
“You’re late,” she said in a cold voice to me and May.
“I understand you’re a volunteer?” she looked over at May.
“Late?” I said, looking behind us to the clock above
‘C’ building. “We still got one minute till lunch is over.”
None of the other kids had a made a move on the place and
people were still hanging out in the quad.
“Don’t get smart with me young lady,” she said.
“Program students were supposed to report five minutes
early.”
“Well, I didn’t hear nothing ’bout that,” I said.
“Sides, I was sitting right over there…”
“Don’t make excuses with me, now get in there.” She
looked over the rest of the gang, stopping on Kevin and
Melinda. “I don’t have you two in my volunteer list.”
“We’re not in it,” Kevin said.
“Don’t talk back,” Ms. Mitchell said to him. Melinda
rolled her eyes so she added, “young lady… I’m warning
you. You kids will have to get in line and wait.” She
motioned casually with a wave in my direction and said,
“You two get in there, I’ll deal with your tardiness and
disrespect later.”
Inside and past the door May said, “What a bitch.”
“Yeah, I think she surprised Melinda.” I said.
“Poor girl, she’s in for now, hanging with us,” May
said.
We walked down the aisle and came up to a group of
naked kids. I saw Sandra among them, along with everybody
else who’d been in the Program meeting on Monday. There
were only three more volunteers, and all but one of them
girls.
“You’re late,” Ms. Magante said; she had a sheen to
her and smelled like a fresh shower. Her pussy was swollen,
making me wonder…
“Nobody told us we had to be here early,” I said,
hoping I didn’t have to go through a repeat.
“It’s true,” Sandra said. “Ms. Moore didn’t mention it
in gym.”
“When did that bitch start sticking up for us?” May
whispered to me. Sandra gave her a wary look.
“Remember yesterday?” I leaned in and whispered back,
then nodded to Sandra.
“Well, how did you know then?” Ms. Magante said to
Sandra.
“Ms. Mitchell stopped me in the lunch line when she
saw I was nude,” Sandra said.
“That bitch,” I said, and then quickly waved my hands
and head no in Sandra’s direction when she looked at me. I
sort of half pointed behind me back to the door.
Ms. Magante looked at her clipboard and whispered
something, I think it was; “can’t disagree with you there.”
She looked up to the group and said, “As I was saying, I
need all the boys sitting here in the front” - she gestured
over a roped off section - “and the girls in those chairs
on stage.”
“What?” I said, or rather blurted out.
“Program rules,” she said. “Once a month we’ll gather
all the Program kids since the last assembly and hold a
beauty contest with the girls.”
“That’s fucked up,” May said, cocking her hips as she
put her hands on them.
“Don’t talk like that on campus, I don’t wanna be
forced into writing anybody up,” Magante said, “for some
stupid shit like a swear word. Now, I need you all to get
to your places. For the girls, you’re going to have to tell
the school a little about how it made you feel to be in the
Program. After each of you gives a little speech, we move
on to voting. Before that I’ll be talking a little about
the Program, and afterwards the Principal will have some
words for the school.”
Why did she look right at me when she mentioned him
anyway… She better not say nothing.
“Must be part of that whole ‘girls and boys are
different’ bs,” I said to May as we followed the line up
onto the stage. The chairs were arranged in one long single
curved line and I ended up sitting between Sandra and May.
“It’s cool?” Sandra whispered over to me as we watched
the school file in.
“Sure, but watch out for my gang until I can speak to
them,” I said back before poking May in the arm to get her
attention.
“They’re all looking at my tits aren’t they?” she
mumbled back. The look in her eyes worried me - wide and
open, staring at the whole school as they watched her.
“May, it’s cool ok?” I said.
She looked over at Sandra and said, “Yeah sure” with a
roll of her eyes that really said ‘you need to explain that
shit to me.’
As we watched, I saw my gang all come and sit just
behind the Program boys. As soon as they did I saw Rick put
his hands down in Melinda’s lap - given her state of
undress and the sudden look on her face it was obvious she
wasn’t going to be paying much attention. But then Kevin on
her right sat up straight all sudden like; looking over to
Marcy on his right. That lasted for a minute until a
teacher came over and said something - causing them all to
slouch down and nod their heads.
Principal Harrison came out and tapped the mike a few
times before saying “Good afternoon everyone and welcome to
the end of the first week of school.”
As he was saying that some geek with a camera came
around and gave us little slips of paper - some kind of
ticket or coupon to get a free photo journal of our week in
the Program. Wait a second, they’d been photographing me? I
watched as he moved away from us all and started going with
his camera from the edges of the stage, wondering just what
pictures he had on me, or worse, on May.
“Somebody needs a busted camera,” I muttered.
“It’s digital, perv’s probably already got it online,”
Sandra whispered back.
“Damn, she’s right,” May said.
Ms. Magante passed us and went over to the mike.
Harrison stepped back, giving her nude body a once over
that lingered on her ass. Was he banging her too, or just
hoping to?
“Wonder what she’s gonna say?” Sandra whispered into
the air. I just shrugged. It might be cool, but it wasn’t
chummy.
“Hello everyone,” She said into the mike. “We’re going
to do this monthly, but the period will change around to be
fair on your classes. I want to talk to you about the
Program and about school in general, and then we’re going
to have us a little contest.” With that last bit she smiled
and then turned to look over all us girls.
I looked out across the assembly, into a theater that
could seat maybe three or four thousand. It was almost
full. I hear they say you can’t see the audience when
you’re on stage, that the lights blind you to them. Well
either my eyes were very good, or that was complete
bullshit - I could see faces all the way to the back row.
With fifteen naked girls and Ms. Magante showing her stuff
up here, everyone was paying attention - or at least all
the boys. Little thing I’d learned from Pa - even gay men
liked looking at pussy, they just didn’t admit it and knew
how to get away with it better. I felt like crossing my
legs for the first time all week.
Ms. Magante was saying some shit about how the Program
would foster greater communication, lower stress, and
promote healthy sexuality. I didn’t catch it all, cause I
wasn’t really paying attention and I was thinking of that
new shop teacher. She was sitting a row over from the
Program boys and I could swear she was playing with
herself.
Magante said something about only having two
suspensions for fighting since the Program began, and half
the eyes turned to me and May up here - the second one had
been us after all, late last year when we jumped some kid
who gave us lip. May gave me a low ‘high-five’ and stuck
her tongue out at the assembly. Some of the boys up front
giggled, or whatever you call it when boys do it, and
Magante paused for a second as one of the other senior
girls ­ Kelly McPherson ­ gave us an annoyed look from
behind those perky tits of hers she was trying to get
everyone to see.
Just to give her shit I winked at her, rubbed my clit,
and licked my lips. The little bitch stuck her nose in the
air as all the Program guys in the front started swiveling
heads back and forth, but then she stopped and looked down
at herself. As Magante continued she started doing herself
right there on the stage in a really slow steady pace.
Ms. Mitchell started to go over, but Harrison held her
arm and they started whispering at each other with scowls.
“…which will then encourage people to take better
care of their bodies, promoting physical health and fitness
for everyone. So you see, the Program goes beyond just
being Naked in School,” Magante continued from something I
hadn’t heard. “We’re building a new society, a new way of
looking at life, without sexual oppressions, without the
inter gender conflict that comes with that, and one focused
on a freer expression of love and equality throughout our
culture. This is just the beginning kids, as you grow into
adulthood you’ll likely see more and more changes. We as a
nation are trying to change ourselves, to become focused
less on ourselves, less on the ethnic and familial bondings
of our tribal past that breed conflict, and more on the
greater society ­ on the human race as the protectors and
providers for our planet rather than its cancer.”
Wow, she was laying the shit on thick, but she seemed
to be reading from something, and with the odd glances I
got of it I could see print and a letterhead. This came
down from on high. Pa would love it, I was seeing one of
his conspiracies in action.
“What is this bullshit?” May whispered over.
“Fuck if I know,” I said. “I think…” but then I saw
Ms. Mitchell looking over at us so I just nudged May and
nodded my head over.
“…Well, with that, let me hand you all back over to
Mr. Harrison,” Magante finished. Damn, I needed to pay
attention more often. With that, from behind the podium
where only us girls, Harrison, and Mitchell could see she
dug a finger right into her slit just as she turned and
used the same hand to shake Harrison’s. She didn’t so much
walk as saunter her shaking ass off to the opposite end of
the stage from Ms. Mitchell, who was just shaking her head
and rolling her eyes.
Mr. Harrison followed her with a gaze as half the boys
in the auditorium shifted around, then he took the mike off
its stand and started pacing.
“We’re going to have a little contest. I’m sure you
remember them from last year. The rules are simple; each
girl will walk back and forth across the stage, and then
come up to the mike were she will get  one minute to tell
us what she thought of being in the Program and convince
you to vote for her. Now we’re going to keep it simple, and
do a vote by clapping afterwards. Ms. Mitchell will handle
that,” Harrison said. “Why don’t we start on this end?” and
he moved to a freshman girl I didn’t know. “Kristy, are you
ready?”
“Uh… um, yeah. I guess so,” she said nervously. She
paced the stage. Small underdeveloped breasts, a budding
red bush, and big overgrown nipples. I saw Melinda lick her
lips and tug on her own nipples. That explained last night
and what she did to May, who was managing an Asian’s best
version of a blush right then. Probably thinking of the
same thing I was. Kristy tried her best to play beauty
pageant, giving some speech about love, world peace, and
fuzzy animals. When she was done she tried a naked curtsy -
which looked really odd and out of place- and we started
going down the list. Cindy and Kitten both fumbled through
trying to say something, but people cheered Kitten anyway
as they saw the red of her rear. When they got to Kelly I
figured out why she’d started doing herself. Her pussy was
puffed up and red and every guy close enough to see sat up
at attention, even Kevin, Rick, and Rubin. After pacing she
took the mike and sat her ass down on the stage, doing the
splits to show her cunt off as she started in and finished
herself off ­ cumming right there in front of everybody.
All she said was “pick me,” while dry humping the stage.
Then she got up sauntered over, and gave the mike to the
next girl.
May didn’t do any somersaults or anything, she just
paced through and then said “yeah, you know, whatever.”
That put the mike in my hands. I took it, gave May a
pat on the shoulder when I noticed the look on her face.
Poor girl had cramps-which she didn’t usually get that bad-
no wonder. I gave Harrison a dirty look, and he returned
one that looked a little frightened. No, I wasn’t going to
spill the secret, I just did a quick pacing and then said
“that good enough?” I looked out over the school and spoke
into the mike “You know, this is totally full of it. Why
aren’t the guys up here? Am I the only one who thinks this
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