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Subject: {ASSM} *NEW* Science Affair 1
Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2001 23:10:03 -0500
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   Science Affair



   Chapter 1 (No sex, intro)

   Chuck and I were nerds.  We were nerds in almost every sense, except
looks and attire.  We were good students and didn't participate in varsity
sports.  Our consuming interests were science, computers, and girls; but
not in that order.

   Early in our high school junior year we were asked by Miss Monroe, our
computer teacher, to manage the school networks and maintain the classroom
PCs.  That was a BIG deal!  It gave us personal contact with Miss Monroe
and every good looking girl in the school who needed help with the
computers!

   Personal contact with Miss Monroe was fuel for wet dreams and
five-finger fantasies!  She was in her second year of teaching and was a
constant topic of our sex fantasy discussions.  One of the first
"incidents" to occur was just prior to Thanksgiving break when old Mrs. 
Aronson, librarian, caught two sophomore girls in an Internet sex-chat room
during study hall.  A big flap occurred and dozens of new Internet access
rules were given to all students and parents.

   Chuck and I were surprised that sophomore girls were interested in sex
and even more surprised that they would talk about it with strangers!  We
schemed all day on how to use our computer knowledge to leverage the two
girls into our sexual gratification.  One of the girls, Gina, was a close
friend of my sister Kathy.  Could I muster up the courage to talk to Kathy
about it?  Had to!  That night I cornered Kathy in her room as she was
doing homework at her desk.

   "Is Gina in deep shit", I asked?

   Kathy gave me a big-eyed look and started babbling to me like I was one
of her best friends.  "Her dad grounded her, canceled their Internet
service, and she has to meet with the school counselors tomorrow!" Without
taking a breath she continued, with as much excitement as I had seen out of
her in a long time, "and the Women's Dean told Gina's dad she is going to
investigate all of the school computers!"

   Now we were getting somewhere.  Innocently I asked, "Has she been into
sex-chat before?"

   Kathy snorted, "Who hasn't?"

   I was shocked!  With my mouth agape I blurted, "Have you too?"

   Looking to make sure the door was closed and lowering her voice, she
grinned and said, "We all do." I was stunned!  Here was my innocent
virginal sister admitting; no she was BRAGGING, that she participated in
sex-chat!  My heart was pounding, hands sweating, breath caught in my
chest, and my dick was getting hard in seconds.  I plunged my hands into my
pockets to hide the boner.

   "When do you do it?  You did it at school?  What if Mom finds out?  Who
are the guys?  " I spewed out questions in a jumble as my mind raced with
the possibilities accumulating!

   Kathy gave me a conspiratorial look and hugging her arms around her tits
said, "Gina and Mary were stupid!  Doing it at school?  Geeez!  I know
enough to not do that!  Its always safe the way I do it and the guys never
know whom I really am.  It's really fun and HOT!!" All the time she was
saying this she leaned more and more toward me from her desk chair and
squeezed her tits tighter.  I was staring at nipples that were obviously
poking out her bra and T-shirt.  My dick got harder!  I pushed my hands
forward in my pockets so my hard-on wouldn't show.  She saw where my eyes
focused and moved her forearms up to press against her nipples and hide
them from my blatant gaze.  She blushed.  I blushed.  I was squirming and
moving my hands around in my pockets trying to wrap my fingers around my
cock and hold it against my leg.  My pockets were too small.  Kathy lowered
her gaze to my pants and stared at my fidgeting hands for a couple of very
uncomfortable seconds.  Looking up to my burning face she smirked and
stated, "Mikey has a woody, doesn't he." That did it!  I was outta there in
a flash.  Into my room, lock the door, and beat off in seconds.  I almost
broke my neck when I came because my pants were down to my knees and I was
too far from any supporting wall.

   I couldn't look Kathy in the eye the next morning and she smirked at me
every time Mom asked me something at breakfast.  I had to drive Kathy to
school every day and as we drove to Chuck's house she asked, "You aren't
going to say anything to Mom are you?" I promised I wouldn't and we didn't
look at or speak to each the rest of the way to school.  Chuck was quiet
after we picked him up too.  After Kathy left us I filled Chuck in on the
details of what Kathy told me the night before.

   Prior to this disclosure Chuck was constantly asking me about Kathy's
tits: How big are they?  Had I seen them naked?  Who is she going with? 
Chuck also had the hots for my Mom.  Same questions.  Kathy and Mom weren't
going with anybody and their tits were big.  They looked like sisters;
almost twins.  He wouldn't stop prattling on about what Kathy must be
saying to the guys during chat session.  He had me wondering too.

   Our first task each morning was to go to Miss Monroe's classroom and
check the servers.  Miss Monroe was her usual smiling self that morning.  I
think she genuinely liked us and treated us as equals.  "Well guys, do you
have any ideas on how to figure out who has been using the Internet for
illicit purposes", she asked?  Evidently Kathy's disclosure that the school
administration was going to try and snoop was true.  Chuck and I were to be
the snoopers!  Chuck and I shared a long look and I responded that we
didn't know what to look for.  "I have to give a report to the Principal
each week on any suspected violations and what sites are accessed", she
said forlornly.  We promised we would work on it, checked the servers and
went to class.

   Over the next few weeks we checked dozens of PC browsers for bookmarks
to sex-sites, cached URLs, documents, and chat software.  Every time we
found something we posted a note on that computer stating that Internet
policy violations had been found and deleted.  Miss Monroe wrote up the
incidents and sent them to the office.  It was fun, but we made sure no
more kids got caught.  Either the kids got better at hiding the accesses or
they stopped.  I doubt that they stopped.  The week we found no violations
Miss Monroe gave Chuck and I letters commending us to the Principal and
asking that a commendation be added to our transcripts.  The neatest was
when we both got tits in the chest hugs from Miss Monroe.  God!  She
smelled and felt wonderful.  I had a woody the rest of the week.

   I kept Kathy appraised of the findings as the weeks went by and I'm sure
she kept her friends informed.  Nothing was said about her sex-chat
experiences.

   Chuck kept up his questions about Kathy and Mom, but he was strangely
quiet when Kathy was in the car with us.  Come to think of it, so was
Kathy.

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