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Title: Alandra Naked in School - Wednesday (24,481 words)    
Author: Tenyari
Part: 3
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: April 29, 2004 - 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.

Archived at:

	http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/tenyari/www/
If you find this elsewhere, check above to get the most current 
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	I woke up early Wednesday morning, to find the batteries dead 
on the dildo. Oh well, that was no surprise. I couldn't remember 
if it was in me when I fell asleep or not - I doubt it - but it 
was on the floor when I woke.

	

	I looked through my drawers, trying to find something to 
wear. Everything felt confining - a weight on my shoulders, a pull 
against my legs, and itch here or there - that sort of thing. So 
instead I just went out into the living room and sat down. The box 
to the game the twins were playing was still out; something called 
"Tenyari's Tale". According to the box you played a redhead who 
woke up in a strange world - trying to find out who you were and 
if you really belonged or not. I don't know why she was naked, but 
it seemed to be part of some new 'ND-X' teen label - nudity and 
sex. Go figure, the Program was even invading video games. I 
flipped on the TV to see some naked newscaster telling me it would 
be a little colder today outside. Well fuck, I still couldn't 
figure out what to wear - none it felt comfortable.

	Remembering something from my reading last night, I went to 
check Pa's pills. We always kept them in a little day divider. No 
skips, no days missing. Not in either set. Still I figured I'd 
watch when he got up to make sure.

	That got me thinking - so far this week I'd been doing all my 
homework. I never did shit like that. Well, I did most of it, but 
still... I guess this Program was working in one way - I didn't 
want to get called up and be the stupid naked chick in front of 
class.

	There was mail on the counter, still unopened - a letter from 
Social Services that might be important. I looked on the calendar 
we kept by the fridge; an appointment with Samantha Thursday. How 
long had the letter been there? Opening it, it was pretty much a 
reminder. Fuck it Pa, you gotta stay on track of this shit. The 
rest of the mail didn't seem important so I just pushed it aside 
for a bowl of cereal.

	Rosa came in while I was eating. "Shit Alani - you gonna keep 
strutting 'round like that?"

	"Fuck off Rosa... Eat something will ya?" I said. "Here." I 
passed her the cereal.

	"Pa bought milk?" she asked.

	"No stupid, it's from my own tits!" I said hefting them up, 
and she made a face like she believed me. "It's in the fridge..."

	Rosa poured a bowl and sat down. "You went to bed early last 
night."

	"Long day. This Program shit wears you out." I said.

	"Looks fun to me. You shoulda seen May in the halls 
yesterday..." She said.

	"I heard..." I said.

	"I can't fuck'n belief it, she used to just sit there." Rosa 
said.

	"Shy May... Not anymore I s'pose." I said with a giggle.

	"Hey..." Rosa began.

	"Yeah?" I said.

	"What about you? That stuff got you psycho yet?" She asked.

	"I ain't been fuck'n 'round if that's what you mean, but it 
does get you worked up." I said. "What's with this new video 
game?" I pointed to the living room.

	"I think Manuel likes it more - it's mostly T'nA" She said.

	"No shit. I saw it last night." I said.

	"The graphics on that get pretty real." She said, poking a 
finger through a hole she made with her other hand and giving me a 
dirty smile.

	"Program shit." I said "It's gett'n into everything." I 
finished my bowl. "Your up early." I said.

	"You woke me up. 'sides, maybe I can get past Manuel's save 
in the game before school." She said, heading out to the living 
room.

	

	I figured I should shower and get ready. I thought about May 
while I was in there, but then a song came on the radio and I 
thought about Pa. It was some old song from the 80s. Culture Club, 
I knew the band 'cause Pa liked them a lot.

	

	
	We love and we never tell

	
	What places our hearts in the wishing well

	
	Love leads us into the stream

	
	And it's sink or swim

	
	Like it's always been

	
	And I keep on loving you

	
	It's the only thing to do

	
	When the angel sings

	
	There are greater things

	
	Can I give them all to you

	

	'Victims' was the song's name. Pa said it was about AIDS - 
'fore anyone knew why everybody was dying so fast.

	
	

	"Hey, you fuck'n off in there?" I heard Rosa call in from the 
living room. I'd slammed my fist into the shower wall - the song 
made me think about things we tried to ignore. I waited till the 
water washed away my tears before getting out.

	"You ok?" Rosa asked when I came into the hall. Manuel was 
standing there in his underwear, just waking up.

	"I was thinking about..." I said, looking down the hall past 
them.

	"Oh." She said. I think she'd heard a bit of the music, cause 
she just left back to her game.

	"What?" Manuel asked. "Hey you done in there?" he said.

	I waved him through.

	"Put someth'n on dammit. You look like some kinda slut."

	"Fuck off Manuel; I don't need your shit right now." I said. 
I went into my room and sat down. It was still pretty early, but I 
got my bag ready and looked outside - slightly overcast, the news 
bitch was probably right.

	"Damn Rosa, you're kick'n my ass in this thing." I heard 
Manuel call out a few minutes later. I just sat on my bed 
thinking.

	

	Pa was still asleep when I left. I opened the door. "Shit, 
it's cold."

	"Yeah well, so the naked slut says." Manuel called back.

	"Fuck you twerp, get your ass to school." I said, going back 
to my room. I got a coat and put it on, along with some sandals - 
stuff I could drop easy enough. I picked up the dildo, shrugged, 
and wore it like Ms. Magante did - on a waist chain. Maybe I could 
get some batteries before school. When I stepped out again the 
twins were already a block down. I didn't bother catching up. I 
ran into Rick and Rubin at the corner some of us all met up at 
before school.

	"Yo A.C." Rick called out. Looking at my tits he added; "I 
see it's still hang'n well."

	"Hey guys." I said.

	"You looked pissed." Rubin said, handing me a smoke. "Twins?" 
and he nodded his head down the block where they were walking 
away.

	I shrugged. "Not really, only kinda."

	We walked for a bit, then Rick said "My sister gets on my 
nerves sometimes..."

	"Hey how'd it go last night?" I asked Rubin, remembering he'd 
had a date with some chick we ran into over the weekend.

	"I fucked the bitch and her friend Gina." he said.

	"Damn," Rick said "How do you do it?"

	Rubin shrugged. "Been getting easier since this Program 
kicked off."

	"You gonna see her again?" Rick said.

	"It's just pussy." Rubin answered. "Like I give a shit."

	"Hey!" I said; just as the wind blew open my coat.

	"Not like you A.C., you're... you know what I mean." Rubin 
said.

	"She does have a damn fine cunt though." Rick said, cupping 
his hand over my pussy where the coat was open.

	"Hey..." I said again, shooting fake daggers at them with my 
eyes. They both shoved me around a bit, and I punched Rubin in the 
arm. It's good to have a crew like that; my mood was a lot better 
by the time we got to school - even if I felt my clit was gonna 
freeze off from all the times my coat blew open. We did manage to 
hit a 'stop and rob' on the way there and get a set of batteries. 
I got a spare set as well - never know...

	

	We didn't meet up with Marcy till just before we hit campus. 
Everyone followed me to the south entrance. We were still a little 
early, but in time to see May's first fuck of the day. Some guy I 
didn't know was doing her doggie style on the lawn, despite the 
cold. I think he was a junior and also in the Program - he looked 
kinda familiar. Ms. Magante was just watching them along with 
everyone else. There weren't any other teachers or staff around.

	"Oh... yeah, fuck me man! Harder!" May called out as we 
walked up.

	"Yo what up May?" I said, acting like nothing was going on.

	"Shit..." Rick said, adjusting his pants. "You gotta stop 
making me think of you as a pussy May."

	May tossed her hair back. "It's fuck'n cold guys - we had to 
warm up."

	I laughed. May always made sense in some twisted sort of way. 
"Figured I'd just keep the coat till we had to go in." I said.

	"Fuck that" The guy said.

	"No... Fuck this!" May said, pounding back at him. "It's a 
lot more fun."

	"Oh shit yeah!" He yelled, cumming in her. He pulled out, 
thanked her, and got up, going over to his own crowd and high-
fiving a buddy as they all laughed.

	"Ah man... I didn't cum yet." She said as she rolled over and 
began working her pussy with her new dildo - worn just like me and 
Magante's. "Damn battery died last night." She added.

	"Here." There went my spare batteries. "Mine kicked out last 
night, left it on after I fell asleep."

	May looked tired. "Sleep? Oh yeah... I didn't get to sleep 
till 3 last night, when it kicked out on me." She paused in her 
ministrations to put in the batteries.

	"Your parents didn't say anything?" Rick asked, casually 
watching her work her pussy.

	"I think I need to get laid again." Rubin said, looking 
around for 'stray cats' as he called them - lone girls that were 
easy pickings. Rubin always said 'guys try to talk each other into 
getting laid, but girls try to talk each out of it - go for the 
loners'. I'm not sure, but he might'a been right - I didn't really 
start getting laid until I started hanging out with the guys, even 
though it wasn't them I was fucking.

	"Fuck... Her parents?" Marcy said. "They probably watched; 
the whole family together, all naked in the living room." May just 
smiled back. Thing was, Marcy was probably right. I know May's mom 
worked nude, and her parents had some kind of 'modern 
understanding'. If Rubin was looking for pussy, he could probably 
get it there - not that he ever would.

	

	We saw Kevin coming up the alley about ten minutes before 
bell and went to meet him. "Yo Kev', I need to drop my coat in 
your car." I said, and we all wandered off the school. I put it in 
the trunk, along with Rubin's smokes and my sandals. "Shit! Let's 
get inside. My nipples are cold." I said. They were sticking out 
like acorns, and about as hard. The guys watched as I tried to rub 
some warmth into them.

	"Not that cold." Rick said.

	"You're not the naked chick." Me and May said as we got our 
bags, went through the metal detectors at the gate again, and ran 
back to school.

	They wouldn't open the main door yet; so we sat around for a 
few minutes outside, watching people come in. This was the part 
where the naked kids tended to put on a show for everyone and 
people had all kinds of requests - but it was cold and even May 
was giving people hard looks before they got too close. Instead 
she sat in Rubin's lap and let him wrap her in his coat. I did the 
same with Rick. Kevin and Marcy huddled in to help us stay warm. 
The bell hadn't rung yet so fuck the Program rules. We learned Ms. 
Magante had at least one item in her wardrobe - a trench coat 
which she didn't bother to close in the front.

	"What're they gonna do in winter?" Marcy wondered.

	"Fuck if I know. I hope I don't get picked then." Rick said.

	A lot of the freshmen nudes were getting felt up - not tough 
enough to stare people off in the cold. I saw Ricky from the halls 
yesterday fingering one of the girls. He had a talent for that - I 
think word was spreading. "I don't get it." Rick said in my ear. 
"Most guys have to chase a girl down to do an 'RR' on her, but 
they line up to chase him down."

	"Who would you rather get a blow from, Jenny Larson or Mary 
Blyne?" I asked.

	"That's a no brainer." Kevin called over.

	"Yeah no shit, give me Jenny any day." Rubin said.

	"Well that little geek's our Jenny." I said, pointing to 
Ricky who at that moment was ramming his fingers into the freshman 
girl hard and fast. For her part, she was reduced to gasping 
squeals and leaning on him for support. "That's probably the best 
cum that little girl's ever had." Rick was going to have a little 
wet stain on his pants... watching that was getting to me.

	"What? Ricky? Damn that kid knows to work it. Slow when it 
needs to be slow, fast when it needs to be fast. Hard or soft - he 
just seems to know better than my own hands," May said.

	

	Just before bell some kid got it in his head to fuck around 
with us. He grabbed my bag and made a run for it laughing. I was 
on my feet in seconds as he ran for the west gate. I heard Ms. 
Magante call out behind me as I followed him. Whoever he was, I 
was just itching to pound him into the ground. Fuck the cold, I 
was hot with anger. He got almost to the gate, laughing his little 
punk head off and teasing me with the bag, when Harrison came 
around the corner with a teacher I didn't know and stopped him 
cold. I heard the first bell ring.

	"I'm not late." I said to Harrison.

	Harrison just took my bag and dropped it there, then grabbed 
the kid and hauled him off with a look at me. "You're lucky I was 
here." He said, and not to me. Harrison knew the drill but the 
freshman punk didn't. "Do me a favor - forget his face." He said 
as he passed me by.

	"Who's face?" I said. We both knew I could outrun that kid. I 
was just waiting for the gate. Off school grounds I could beat the 
kid into a pulp - and as long as nobody called the cops, the 
school couldn't do shit.

	Wouldn't be the first time either. Harrison tossed the kid 
loose outside the south entrance and continued walking in. "Turn 
up the fu... the heat in here Mr. H." I said, as I passed by 
Harrison on my way in the main door. "I'm gonna freeze my nipples 
off..."

	

	He just looked around for a second then said; "Oh."

	I heard Ms. Magante add from somewhere behind me "That's a 
good idea, we can't have any Program kids catching colds."

	I actually did manage to get in to class before the last 
bell. May and Rubin were waiting for me just inside, and we walked 
to class together.

	So we all saw her together. Fatima was dressed almost like a 
normal teen. No long dress, just jeans and a long t-shirt. Not the 
kind most girls wore that showed off your belly, but a tuck in. 
She still had a head scarf on though.

	"Hey..." May said.

	"Yeah, what's up?" I said, and she looked at the ceiling. 
"No. Why're you wearing that?"

	

	"Father found the book I bought. My uncle and he had a 
fight." Fatima smiled. "They made a compromise. Uncle's the older 
one. My brother and I get to take Arabic class."

	"You've got a brother?" Rubin asked.

	"He's only ten." She said. "Uncle also said we need to live 
more like Americans. We need to learn to be comfortable here, but 
without giving up who we are. Father says we shouldn't give up 
anything, that any change is too much." She looked at her clothes. 
"Uncle won."

	"Well it's nice, but those jeans barely fit you." I said.

	"My cousin's." Fatima said.

	From there study hall was just study hall, till I noticed her 
wince when she moved in her chair. I raised my hand. "Don, we need 
to go to the bathroom." I said, pointing to me and Fatima - who 
looked confused. Mr. Jackson, Don, had been trying to find a good 
angle on May's cunt. I'd caught him watching and he knew it, so it 
was no problem getting a set of hall passes. "Come on." I said, 
grabbing her arm.

	"May, spread your legs more..." I whispered as I left. She 
just grinned, catching on quick.

	

	"Ok. What's going on?" I asked when we got in the restroom.

	"I don't...?" she began, until the door started to open.

	Some kid peeped his head in and I said; "It's closed."

	He started to come in anyway, saying "I think I may have a 
request." As he looked at my clit ring.

	I shoved the door on him. "It's closed." I said.

	I heard something about 'bitch' on the other side of the 
door, but I ignored it. I just stared down Fatima with a hard look 
till she broke. "I... My father..." She began, before turning her 
back to me and lifting her shirt. I saw bruises in long lines.

	"Fuck..." I said. "What are you going to do?"

	"I don't know... Uncle talks to him. Says it's not like the 
old country, he can't do this anymore. Uncle says they'll take me 
away." She said.

	"They will. You tell anyone this shit and you're history." I 
said. "Fuck!"

	"You shouldn't say that word..." She said as she lowered her 
shirt.

	I laughed. "You think your uncle can deal with it?"

	"It's getting better, but when he saw the book he was 
furious." She said.

	"But, I thought it was your holy book? Like a Bible?" I 
asked.

	"Yes. But he feels it's heresy to translate it. He's very... 
traditional..." She said. "Uncle stopped him, and then they went 
to talk." She looked me over and continued "They chose to send us 
to school to learn Arabic, but also let me keep the book. Uncle 
showed my father his own translated copy. He says we can't expect 
people here to understand us if we don't translate our book for 
them."

	I nodded. "Makes sense. My Pa says they used to do mass in 
Latin, people just came and did the rituals, but nobody really had 
any understanding or real faith."

	"Father says he never needed the words diluted. He feels we 
should only hear it as it was written." She said.

	"Yeah, well, you can find Catholics who still think that 
too." I said "But it don't do anyone any good unless you know 
Latin. Or Arabic I guess."

	We went back to class. Figured I'd tell May later, and she 
had the sense to let me.

	

	After class the gang split in the hall. "Hey, can you pose 
for us?" The voice was familiar; I turned around to see two guys 
and a girl. The guys were dressed normal, but the girl had one of 
those oval cutout shirts to leave her tits out. "It's me, Calvin." 
The familiar voice said, and then I recognized him as the boy with 
the greasy hands who'd cleaned up on Tuesday. Today he was clean 
again, and he smelled like vanilla perfume. I guess I really got 
to him.

	I assumed the standard 'Program position' with my legs 
slightly spread and my hands up behind my head to push out my 
tits. "You get that at the mall?" I asked the girl.

	"Yeah, isn't it nice?" She said, as she lifted up her 
breasts. Calvin's other friend put a hand on each of our breasts.

	"You're both so soft." He said. "Wow. They feel so 
wonderful." 

	"If you think that's cool, get a load of this." Calvin said, 
as he ran a finger through my slit, then into my vagina.

	"You don't mind?" The girl asked.

	"It's the Program." I said, holding my position but cocking 
my hips forward. "You can wear that?" I asked her.

	"Can I touch it?" the girl asked. "The dress code lets me go 
nude; I figure this is less than that."

	"Sure, I don't mind." I said. She wasn't like Jennifer. She 
looked more like a girl who'd never seen another girl's pussy up 
close. She reached down and spread my labia, then looked in close.

	"Wow." She said, "I didn't know it looked like that in 
there."

	I had to giggle at that. "You've never used a mirror?" I 
asked.

	"No." she said, putting a finger inside to trace along it, 
causing me to shudder. 

	"What's this for?" Calvin's other friend pointed to the 
dildo.

	"Oh..." I sighed. Then to the girl; "well, give it a try; get 
to know your own pussy." Then I got an idea. "Invite them along." 
I dropped my hands to point at Calvin and the other boy. "As for 
that, it helps a girl get 'relief'."

	"I think that Program lady has one." Calvin said. "What do 
you do with it?"

	I wondered if these kids had brains. "Put it in me." I said, 
not meaning it as a command, but the girl took it that way. She 
took it from the other boy and pushed it up against me. "Gently, 
you've got to work it in."

	"Oh." She said.

	"Haven't you ever...?" I began, then realized she was just as 
inexperienced with her body as these boys were.

	"You mean like this?" She ran it along me -gathering wetness- 
then slowly slid it in.

	"Oh... Yeah... exactly like that." Then the first bell rang 
for next period. "Shit. Well guys, gotta get to class." Break 
between classes was a little longer this year, but we couldn't 
just stand here forever. We broke apart and I ran for Civics. I 
think Magante would've been proud to see that encounter.

	

	It was time for Civics with Mrs. Jacobs, and I didn't even 
bother sitting down. I was a little late so I just went up to her 
desk and she just smiled and patted down a spot for me to sit. 
"Don't make a habit of it Ms. Cabrera." Was all she said about my 
tardiness.

	"I got held up on an 'RR'." I said.

	"'RR'?" She asked.

	"One of those Program 'Reasonable Requests'." I answered.

	"Oh. Ok." She looked me over, then added; "Well I wanted to 
go over last night's reading. But first, it looks like Ms. Cabrera 
has supplied us with another topic once again." Mrs. Jacobs picked 
up the dildo hanging from my waist chain. "Oh!" she said, dropping 
it. I grinned as she went for a tissue. "I... see..." she said.

	"Yeah; 'RR'." I said back with a giggle. "Unfortunately they 
didn't finish." The class broke out in laughter.

	"Well... Class, what do you think? Seems we have two 
questions. First, do you think this 'toy' serves as a violation of 
the nudity Alandra is supposed to be adhering to? Second, should 
Program activity be allowed to interfere with class time - such as 
Alandra being a little late due to a student's request?"

	A girl in the back raised her hand and started in with "I 
think it's disgusting, and it's not jewelry or a bag or anything I 
remember reading as allowed. Unless she uses it to store a 
tampon..."

	At which she was interrupted by a bunch of boys calling out 
"Ew..." and "Gross..." or "That's sick..."

	"Class let her finish." Mrs. Jacobs said.

	"I think she means that unless it was some kind of case to 
hold things I needed, I shouldn't be allowed to wear it like 
this." I said.

	"Yeah..." the girl in back said.

	We discussed that for a while, with most of the class feeling 
I was in violation, until Kevin pointed out that Ms. Magante wore 
one. After that everyone was unsure.

	As Max put it "Doesn't she basically represent everything the 
Program's about? If she wears one, I just don't know."

	"She even uses it during school, on herself of course." I 
said.

	"Are you sure?" Mrs. Jacobs said in surprise.

	"She told me so." I said. "Look, if she tells me to take it 
off I will, but until then it stays right here." I said, holding 
it up. I noticed it had managed to dry.

	"Well yes, but it does pose an interesting question on the 
details of rules. As you can see class, a lot of times a rule 
might seem clear but get confusing in actual practice." Mrs. 
Jacobs said. "Now about my second question, should Alandra, or any 
Program participant for that matter, be excused from minor 
violations if the only reason it happened was following another 
rule - such as with the Program's 'Reasonable Requests'?" She even 
wrote that one on the board.

	"Kevin, can you write that in my notebook?" I asked, getting 
down long enough to kick my bag over to him - he was sitting in 
the circle facing me; 'cunt's eye view'.

	Max raised his hand and said "You know, half that so called 
Reasonable stuff isn't at all reasonable."

	"No shit..." I said, then saw Mrs. Jacobs raise her eyebrows 
at me and said; "Uh, I mean, like yeah. The stuff I get asked to 
do seems pretty wild."

	"And it's getting worse." A boy in back I didn't know called 
out.

	"People are fuc... um, screwing in the halls." The girl from 
before said. "It's just gross."

	"Yes well, the Program does seem to be escalating." Mrs. 
Jacobs said. "But that's not our question."

	"So on the rule thing, I don't think you can just say it. I 
think it depends." Kevin said.

	"Couldn't she have told them she had to go to class?" Max 
said. Thanks Max...

	We sent that question back and forth for a while, and I was 
pretty sure I'd get busted for being late at the end of it, but 
Mrs. Jacobs never put a tardy mark by my name, instead she thanked 
me for providing the discussion. Go figure.

	We actually did get to talking about the reading. So I guess 
doing my homework wasn't a waste. Especially when I found she was 
making sure I said something on every question.

	We talked about the nudity laws, and their supposed 
Constitutional background. After the ERA passed there'd been a 
challenge in several states over different dress codes - how men 
didn't have to wear shirts but women did. Actually that had 
started years before, and supposedly even in the 1990s women could 
go topless in states like New York - even though most of them 
neither knew about it nor desired to. With the new law, there was 
a segment that strove for rigid equal standards, and they sort of 
lost control over their own movement. In short order the 
challenges went to grounds of self expression and even freedom 
from religious laws. So now women had somehow ended up with a 
supposed 'right' to be nude, but men had been clamped down upon as 
a 'sight offensive and harassing' to women. Kind of a liberal 
backfire against another liberal faction.

	Kevin raised his hand at one point. "I'm sorry Mrs. Jacobs, 
but that's just complete bullshit. If we're equal in the law now, 
we should be actually equal. This men and women are different crap 
from those Program Liberals is just f'd up."

	"Well... I'll excuse the language Mr. Douglas, this time; 
'cause I understand you're emotional over this. Perhaps we should 
look more at the whole idea of different but equal."

	She went pretty far into the past on that one. Before the 
1960's separate but equal had been the word of the day to keep the 
races apart. Everyone had believed it bullshit then, and 
personally I thought it bullshit now. "Perhaps in time this case 
of it will go the same way that one did." She added.

	The Program Liberals had argued the difference was provable - 
just look at basic biology. I could understand that if you needed 
to account for pregnancy or someth'n, but not on a social issue. 
Mrs. Jacobs said; "Society has long found the female form to 
beautiful, but the male form to be shocking and even 'dangerous'. 
Even as women were oppressed it was felt to be because of that 
beauty."

	I had to raise my hand, and being right next to her on the 
desk I pretty much just spoke up "But, isn't this doing the same 
thing? I read last night that some women even have to go naked now 
- like in stores. That just seems like oppression all over again."

	"Yeah..." Kevin said, and a bunch of boys gave him nasty 
looks. "I'm just saying, sure I like it; but A.C.'s right."

	"And what about this relief crap?" I asked. "I get pretty 
worked up like this, being on display and getting 'handled' 
everywhere I go. Boys like Ray in my writing class get to get 
their rocks off and use class time for it. Me, I gotta suffer."

	"Yeah, it's not fair!" A girl I think named Brenda called 
out.

	"I'm telling you, I could use a good fuck right now." I said.

	Mrs. Jacobs thought for a moment, then pulled out some of her 
literature. "Well according to the teacher's guidelines on the 
Program," They got separate guidelines? I had to get my hands on 
that; "the desire is to get you girls worked up. It says that 
we've done a lot to repress female sexuality in past, and the 
Program felt that forcing up tension levels while denying release 
would create something of a breaking point in the participants."

	"That's fucked up." I said. "I mean... sorry. 'Bout the 
language. It's still fu.. it's not right."

	"Well as 'f'd up' as it might seem to be," she began "it does 
seem to work. We've had several cases of girls loosening up their 
inhibitions quite severely as a result of Program participation."

	And then she went in for the kill "Just look at the first set 
of participants - some of them went on to be quite wild. I believe 
one even went in for a 'group activity'" Interesting wording I 
thought, why not just call it a gang-bang. "And don't you have a 
friend?" Don't go there Mrs. Jacobs... "What's her name?" She 
looked at a memo of some kind. "Ah yes, Ms. Mei Hua Qian I 
believe?"

	"Don't even..." Kevin started, looking mad.

	"You talk'n bout May?" I said. "Shit, you people are passing 
notes on her? You think it's a good thing that a girl has 
absolutely no thought to who and when she fucks?"

	"Damn..." Max said, and I could see drool forming in the back 
of his mind.

	"You stay the fuck away from May." Kevin said to him, 
although we both knew it was pointless. May had lost control, but 
I don't think we even thought about it until that moment.

	Mrs. Jacobs looked a little shamed; I guess that's why she 
let us get away with the language.

	Something occurred to me "It's like a drug." I said. "What's 
she gonna do when she can't get a fix?"

	Mrs. Jacobs said "Well, that's the goal of the 'New Great 
Society'; at least as far as what we've seen so far. I guess some 
of you take issue with it." She was standing next to me, and where 
nobody could see behind us she squeezed my hand. I guess she 
understood - she just couldn't risk her job by admitting she had 
the same concerns.

	Discussion continued, going to other aspects of the Program, 
but I could see me and Kevin both weren't paying as much 
attention. Mrs. Jacobs picked up on it too - and went easy on the 
questions she sent my way - only asking stuff I could answer 
without thinking.

	As we all left after the bell she called for me to stay a 
moment. "Alandra; I'm sorry. I thought..."

	"Why? Don't we have any privacy?" I asked.

	"We were told you were all proud of May, and her 
participation." She said.

	"What the hell's going on?" I asked.

	"Here." She handed the memo over. I looked at it; it was Ms. 
Magante talking about the successes of the Program, using May as 
one of her examples. "You didn't read that, understand."

	"Is it really like that?" I said.

	"Thirty one teachers were 'let go' in the district last year, 
all for disputing the Program. We just lost our wrestling coach 
yesterday morning. I don't plan on being next, even if I agree in 
his case." She said. I gave her back the memo.

	Fucking Civics class. It was amazing stuff, but it always 
spooked the shit out of me.

	

	In the hall of course, I got assaulted by the usual sea of 
hands. Naturally being the only one spooked at this time of day, 
everyone else was horny, touchy, and demanding. I got felt up good 
and hard, then they discovered what the dildo was for, and how to 
turn it on, and I was done for. If I'd not been so wound up from 
Civics class I might have had my game - I might have been able to 
put a stop to it, or at least take faces for later. It may be an 
'RR' this week but that didn't mean I couldn't kick your ass at 
the mall next week.

	But that wasn't to be. Not only that but I could see Ms. 
Magante watch as she passed me in the halls - a feral smile on her 
face. At least that's how I took it.

	By the time the bell rang I was seconds away from my third 
cum. I ran off to Creative Writing, feeling like an angry bitch in 
heat.

	And I ran right into Ray outside the door. I pounced on him. 
Ray's dick in hand, I pulled him into the room whispering 
something to the effect of "You need relief."

	"Looks more like you who needs it." He said back. I just 
turned and smiled, he didn't look like he had any objections.

	Sandra was already there, up front waiting for him to get in, 
I wasn't about to give that bitch a chance to get what was mine. 
"I'm going to help Ray with his relief again today." I called out.

	"Ray?" Mr. Turner asked. Ray just shrugged with a smile, 
looking down at the hand that held his cock - my hand. "Well then, 
as soon as the bell rings."

	"No fuck'n way! It's my turn." Sandra said. I started pumping 
Ray's cock to better claim my prize - but not too fast as I had my 
own needs in mind.

	"It looks like the matter has already been decided, Ms. 
Beckett." The teacher said. She looked mad; I could see a fight 
coming, but not now. She took her seat.

	I let go of the dick I had hold of, sat on Mr. Turner's desk 
and spread my legs wide. I could do splits, so I got them all the 
way out there as I pushed my hips forwards. "I think you know 
where that belongs." I said, pointing to Ray's cock.

	There were gasps from some of the other girls in class, and a 
few boys were like - "no fuck'n fair man, that's hella wacked." 
Mr. Turner spurted something about going too far, but I told him 
to check the pamphlet.

	Not that I was about to wait or anything - most guys can 
barely last more than a minute or two; but with a five minute max 
I wasn't going to gamble on Ray. I was in this for me and I wanted 
to cum on that dick. As soon as he was close enough I grabbed his 
ass one handed and pulled him in, then quickly slid his cock where 
it belonged with my other hand.

	Once I had him in me discussion was over. Ray's dick took 
charge of the situation and he started stroking away. "Fuck 
yeah..." I said. "Make me cum..." I needed it bad, after that run 
through the hallway. I was pissed off, turned on, and in need of a 
release of my own.

	Ray picked up his tempo, grunting into me as his hands came 
down to run tenderly along my hips - which felt absolutely 
wonderful, like he was guiding the sensations in my pussy up my 
body. I moaned and shut my eyes briefly, content to be finally 
getting fucked after three days running around naked.

	"Ms. Cabrera, this relief is for Mr. Williams not you." I 
heard Mr. Turner say. I wanted to flip him off and say as much, 
but I just grunted in tempo to a shove from Ray.

	"I think he's doing well enough;" someone in the class called 
out to mixed chuckles and giggling.

	"Why the black guys get all the fine chicks? Shouldn't be any 
niggers in the Program..." I heard from somewhere else. Black? If 
I remembered right Ray was only a quarter African American. He was 
lighter than me... I looked up but couldn't place the voice; 
otherwise it would'a been ass kicking time after school.

	"I want to know who said that." Mr. Turner said in a hard 
voice, but no hands went up and nobody was about to tattle. "As 
for you two, three minutes left." He said, looking down at Ray's 
cock pushing into my pussy. He had a longing look on his face, and 
I almost lost my build up when I imagined not Ray, but Mr. Turner 
in his plaid suit and combed over hair pounding into me. But then 
I looked up and saw Ray's green eyes glazed over, and those wiry 
muscles and strong abs flexing as he worked my pussy with his 
cock.

	I pulled my legs in from the split and wrapped them around 
Ray. "Come on Ray; shoot it in me, nice and deep. Get it all the 
way up me." That would get him going; guys went for shit like 
that.

	Then he reached down and touched my clit. Or more precisely, 
he gently tugged and diddled my piercing - sending me up and over. 
I'd hit my plateau, and I was riding it for all I could. I 
screamed out my release as I came on his cock. I could feel the 
contractions in me tugging on Ray, and that sent him over. "Oh 
fuck!" He called out as he shot a load of his cum deep inside me. 
We still had time, or so I guessed, so Ray kept pumping in me at a 
slightly slower pace as he calmed down. When he pulled out he 
turned around to the class and said; "Now that's what I call 
getting relief."

	I stood up and most of the class clapped and cheered. Only 
Sandra had a scowl on her face, and she wasn't the voice I'd heard 
earlier. Several people had their hands down under their desks 
working away, and even Mr. Turner was adjusting his pants. I 
sighed and got off the desk, but I paused in front of Sandra 
before sitting down. I reached into my pussy getting my fingers 
nice and wet with Ray and my juices, then flicked it in her face 
and said "This was you wanted?" I sat down, feeling a lot better. 
Sandra however looked furious.

	I don't think the class ever really recovered from that 
moment. Everyone was pretty distracted and while Mr. Turner tried 
to talk about some short story project he wanted us to do almost 
everyone was just looking at Ray, Sandra, and I with hunger in 
their eyes. Maybe giving and getting relief like that wasn't such 
a good idea after all, though it sure was fun.

	At the half hour he put us in the same groups we'd had the 
day before, and told us to talk about what kinds of stories we 
liked to read. Everyone in my group was talking sex, and hands 
kept wandering over my body from anyone close enough to reach - 
whether I was looking or not. They'd back off anytime Mr. Turner 
looked our way, but otherwise I got felt up pretty good.

	Not that I really minded. After fucking Ray I had a strong 
calming mood going through me, and all the hands just felt 
soothingly sensuous. They started in my cunt and tits, but even my 
legs, arms, and back got something of a massage. I kind of felt 
like a cat being petted - I guess I'm a pussy after all. It really 
helped me get past the spooking I'd faced in Civics. Near the end 
of class I was just sitting there almost purring with a smile on 
my face as Mr. Turner passed back our writings from Tuesday.

	I read the notes he made as I left. He said I had potential 
and seemed to understand structure, but that I needed to get my 
homework done at home, not in class.

	Go figure huh?

	

	After that it was off to gymnastics - fortunately not 
wrestling today. Sandra and I both had the same class twice in a 
row, so we kind of got stuck in the halls together.

	"Bitch." She said, "he was mine today."

	"I didn't a see a signup sheet taped to his dick." I said. 
"'sides, you've got Handy Henry."

	Coming out of the building to cross the alley we heard a 
slapping noise, only to see Ricky Montico sitting on the bench by 
the gym with a naked freshman bent over his lap. Not the same one 
as this morning, although that girl was standing next to them. He 
was spanking her!

	"What the fuck?" I said - then saw the look on her face as he 
went for her cunt with his free hand.

	The other girl called out "Come on, it's my turn Jenny..."

	"You got him this morning." Jenny called back as we passed. 
Ricky looked up to check us out.

	"Who's your friend A.C.?" He asked.

	"This bitch?" I said, but Sandra stopped to chat as I made my 
way inside.

	

	Melinda was already there, standing between all the 
gymnastics guys and getting into her birthday best. "You don't 
have to be on this end." I said, grabbing the cock of a boy next 
to her just as he stepped out of his clothes and idly pumping away 
at it.

	"You kidding?" She said. "I wouldn't miss this for the 
world." She reached over and put a hand on my clit, lightly 
brushing my piercing. "I, uh, saw you at the mall last night."

	"Oh?" I dropped the cock and looked at her "Why didn't you 
come over?"

	"Um..." She let my clit go and thought, "Well, your gang was 
all there, and I..."

	"We won't bite. Well, May might, but I have a feeling you'd 
like the way she bites." I said.

	"Yo you ain't gonna finish me off?" Some cock with a guy 
attached to it said.

	"Hey we're having a conversation here." I said, still keeping 
me eye on Melinda as she finished undressing. "Hey can I put this 
in your locker?" I offered my bag and the dildo I kept on the 
waist chain. She took the dildo with wonder, and tossed it and the 
bag in with her stuff.

	"You've gotta let me try that out later. May's your Chinese 
friend right?" She said.

	"Yeah," I said; "that's May."

	"Let it go Mark" someone, I think one of boys who'd diddled 
me in the shower yesterday, said. "She'll be good for it later."

	There was a pause, then Mark said. "Sure. No offense, catch 
ya later A.C."

	"No prob." I said, then to Melinda as the boys walked off 
"Guys always think it'll fall off or something if they can't cum. 
Ready for Gymnastics?"

	She laughed. "Sure. It's not really my thing, but I'm game if 
it's fun."

	"You'll like it." I said, as we went into the gym.

	

	Ms. Moore called roll from two lists, I learned Melinda's 
last name was something like Nogas - she told me she was Polish 
when I asked later. Sandra was late, and got busted for it. She 
looked freshly fucked though, so I doubt she gave a shit. Ms. 
Moore gave a speech on gym safety and proper use of the equipment. 
She assigned some of the kids who'd been in gymnastics before as 
regular spotters for the equipment and various exercises.

	"Is that the girl who..?" Melinda started.

	"Sandra Beckett. Yeah, she's trying to start shit with me. 
Didn't know she'd been in gymnastics before." Ms. Moore had just 
picked her to be a spotter on the uneven bars for the next couple 
weeks, along with some girl named Carly I didn't know.

	"What's up with that?" Melinda asked.

	"Got me." I said. "She's got some kinda Program complex going 
- want's to be super slut or something."

	"Better watch out on the unevens." She said.

	"If she tries shit, she'll get what's coming." I said. "Me 
and my crew'll fuck her up good."

	

	Ms. Moore has us do stretches, and then went through some 
basic goals of gymnastics. I got a lot of looks helping Melinda do 
splits. She talked about developing posture, strength, endurance, 
balance, and a bunch of other shit. Then she had all the girls 
line up at the balance beam and put the boys on the mat around it. 
We had to walk across and back over the beam with our arms out 
while she noted our balance and made corrections. I got through 
easy, but Melinda fell halfway back and was caught by some of the 
boys - who'd been told to spot us and keep anyone from getting 
hurt.

	"OK that's enough of that; let her go now." Ms. Moore said to 
the three guys who'd caught Melinda and decided it was time for a 
thorough inspection of her injuries. Not that I think she'd 
bruised her tits falling on her butt...

	"Aw, do they have to?" Melinda said, getting up. I rolled my 
eyes; I needed to introduce this girl to May.

	The guys did do a good job of spotting though - all those 
naked girls walking above them sure got their attention. Not that 
it was any different when they had their turn on the beam. As for 
Sandra, she went across the beam perfectly, and did a flip of some 
kind coming off. Her need to show me up there won over her desire 
to fall into the arms of the boys below.

	Ms. Moore, in what I guess was an effort to get us 'into it' 
did her own walk on the beam, and fell into a hand stand with 
splits halfway across, rolling out of it to stand on the beam 
again. Wow, that was pretty cool I guess. When she did the splits 
every guy in the room and half us girls locked eyes onto her cunt 
- which was spread wide open even if way above us sitting on the 
mat.

	

	When class was over we hit the showers. Just like last time 
most of the class split apart by sex, but a few of us hung out in 
the middle. Sandra, Melinda, me, and a few other girls along with 
twice as many guys. Most of them were acting kinda creepy... 
Sandra let Mark take her from behind - doggie style - while she 
leaned towards the shower wall. Henry grabbed a new girl for the 
day. Melinda and I took one of the gymnastics boys who wasn't too 
top heavy and put him on the floor. I rode the saddle while she 
sat on his face.

	We were close to a drain and I could see somebody's 'mess' 
stuck in the grate. "Ew..." I said.

	"Guess we're not the only class gett'n it on." Melinda said, 
though since we had lunch after we had more time.

	Ms. Moore walked right by it all and didn't even bother to 
slow down. She just called back "Have fun kids, I'll see you all 
tomorrow."

	"Oh... hmn... shit yeah." Sandra called out in orgasmic 
response. I guess we really wouldn't get busted for this kind of 
shit; cause Ms. Moore just giggled back from somewhere down the 
hall. I'd have to take PE again in the spring.

	Melinda kept moving close to me, and once I was really into 
it riding that cock she reached across and went to town on my 
breasts. "Oooo, he's got a good tongue." She said. What the hell I 
figured, and matched her. I even let her kiss me - tongues and 
all. That was weird, as I'd never tongued a girl before. Maybe May 
was on to something...

	I had a brief thought of keeping Melinda for myself, but let 
it pass quickly. May would love to meet a girl like this, and she 
was cool enough that I could handle hang'n with her too.

	I think the dick we used went by the name of John or 
something. Whatever, we'd see him in class tomorrow. He'd probably 
want a repeat, and I'd probably let him now and then - for class 
at least, as long as he didn't get any stupid ideas about 
ownership.

	At the locker I grabbed my bag and put my little waist chain 
back on. Melinda looked at me, looked at her clothes, and then 
said "Fuck it" tossing her skirt in her bag and leaving the rest 
behind.

	

	We walked out nude together. I invited Melinda to go with us 
to lunch, figuring on introducing her to May. We smacked right 
into Saul Peterson as he came running around the hall. A pile of 
books with monsters on the covers and funny looking dice went 
scattering all over the floor. As Melinda went to help him I could 
hear my sister Rosa laughing from somewhere back where he'd come 
from. Manuel's voice followed with "Fuck'n geek. Got him good."

	Saul looked up at us, spooked, then scurried away when he saw 
me. Melinda called out "Hey your books!" and he snatched them and 
ran.

	"What a waste." I said.

	"Him?" Melinda said. "Show me a guy that knows how to use 
what's he's got and I'll show you a girl with a strap-on."

	"A what? I dunno..." I said. "Like, some of them..."

	"Yeah, like maybe. But him, like - give that thing to me and 
I'd put it to good use." She said with a giggle and a gesture.

	"He's a fucking cunt tease, that's what he is. I hear some 
girl actually did try to jump him during his week." I said, as we 
came out into the quad. "Damn it's still hella cold out here."

	"That was me." She said as she shivered. "I figured it had to 
be good for something. Hung like a freak'n horse and too fuck'd up 
scared to use it." She paused. "Not that I'd like, give up my cunt 
for one of those thingies though."

	I laughed. "No shit. Hey, there's the gang." She tensed up so 
I added; "They're cool, only May bites but like I said..."

	"I'll like how she bites, yeah what'd you mean by that?" She 
said.

	

	We all hooked up and hit the lunch line. I introduced Melinda 
just as Fatima came timidly into the line. "She's kinda like you 
May..." I said; looking at the 'X' pattern of the arrows May's had 
made out of her pubes. "If you get my meaning..." Rick went and 
brought Fatima over to us - nobody questioned our letting her cut 
in.

	May and Melinda took one long look at each other then broke 
out into the biggest grins I'd ever seen. It was weird, May almost 
squealed and then ran into Melinda's space and they got all touchy 
feely.

	"What the fuck is that?" Kevin asked.

	I shrugged. "Secret lezzie handshake or some shit."

	"What?" Marcy and Fatima said, but I didn't answer.

	"What's a lezzie?" Fatima asked. Marcy leaned in whispering 
something in her ear and her eyes got really big. She had a look 
of pure shock, as if the idea had simply never occurred to her.

	"This shit again?" Rubin said as he got to the food. "That's 
three days in a row."

	"What?" May asked, not yet up to the food.

	"It's more of that veggies and tofu - they put it in 
spaghetti this time." He called back.

	"Man that's hella fuck'd up." Rick said.

	

	We found a spot inside and all sat down to eat, save that May 
sat in Melinda's lap - actually they sort of struggled over who'd 
get to sit in who's lap, and May won. I figured they'd like each 
other but that was just weird. Melinda put her hands idly in May's 
lap, claiming a new toy. "My ass is fuck'n cold." Melinda said.

	"You get used to it." I said. "Though I wish Harrison would 
turn the fuck'n heat up in here. Sticky chairs 'r what really piss 
me off."

	Rick pulled out a bag of M&M's and gave a chuckle as he 
looked at May and Melinda before tossing one down. He passed them 
over to May as Melinda said "Hey maybe we M&M's could use some 
R&R." while looking down at his crotch.

	We tensed for a bit, and Rubin said; "Bad news to fuck 
friends - messes shit up."

	"Yeah but she ain't a friend." May said.

	"Huh?" Melinda said, with a confused look.

	"You're not a friend, you're gonna be my bitch." May said as 
Melinda laughed.

	"No shit, pass this ass like a good joint." Melinda said. 
"I'll fuck you all."

	"Where the fuck did you find her?" Kevin said.

	"PE." I said. "They mixed the wrestling class in with us, and 
she came along with the pack."

	"It's like having two Mays." Marcy said.

	"Hey there's nobody like me." May said.

	"No shit." Melinda said, grabbing May's dildo and shoving it 
right in the girl - getting her to gasp. Fatima paled and moved 
behind Marcy. It was gonna be a strange year if these two stuck 
around. Melinda pulled the dildo out of May and dipped it into her 
own cunt.

	I saw the twins in line, but they didn't come over. They sat 
with some naked freshmen girl I only barely remembered from Monday 
and took turns hassling her.

	"That you're sister Rosa?" Rick asked.

	"Yeah. Her and Manuel on the other side. The girl between 
them suddenly stood up and brushed a red spot on her ass. Manuel 
looked like he was laughing.

	"You've got a sister here?" Melinda asked, still dipping the 
dildo in and out of her and May.

	"Twins. They're freshmen like Fatima." I said.

	"Damn you two, stop that." Kevin said, looking at May and 
Melinda and shifting his seat. "You three are just too 
distracting."

	"What'd I do?" I said. Oh right, I'm naked... I looked and 
confirmed what I felt, a bit of wetness.

	"Fuck this is too much, I need to pee." May called out 
getting up from Melinda's lap. She unclipped the dildo and said 
"Enjoy."

	"I'll go with you." I said.

	"Uh..." Melinda began, till Marcy jumped in.

	"So, where's your crowd?" She asked.

	Melinda shrugged as May and I walked away. "I transferred in 
late last year from Boston. Still getting used to things out 
here."

	

	"She seems to be doing fine." I said to May as we hit the 
hall.

	"Thanks for that." May said, and then went quiet.

	"Thanks for what?" I asked.

	"For Melinda, how did you know?" May said.

	"Know? That she was bi like you? You should'a seen how she 
looked at me in class." I said.

	"That I was look'n. We don't exactly stand out..." She said. 
"She said you started it - that you licked her." May spread her 
labia for emphasis, I was caught. Then she added; "I've wanted to 
try since last year with that rumor."

	"The Program girl and her friend?" I said. There was a rumor 
that some girl last year got her boyfriend to do a three some with 
her fat friend - but people figured the guy was just there to make 
it 'look normal'.

	"I've been curious, but you can't just ask anyone." May said. 
Coming from her that was a shock. 

	"You might be surprised who else is like you." I thought of 
Jennifer in my metal shop class. "What about last night?"

	May shrugged as we passed the first restroom -we never went 
in there anymore, not since freshmen year- for one at the end of 
the hall. "I don't know -she just seemed to know."

	"Maybe she saw the way you were looking at the counter girl."

	"Was it that obvious?" She said.

	"I was waiting for the two of you to get it on... It was like 
you was scream'n it out." I said.

	"Still I can't imagine you shy to chase a fuck." I said.

	"It's different; people beat up fags, er gays." She said, 
switching words when she remembered how I didn't like that first 
one. "Nobody gives a shit if I fuck a boy..."

	We hit the restroom. "Still... And you two hit it off so fast 
I..." I shut my mouth, but the sobbing coming from the end stall 
had already stopped - a girl's voice. May and I exchanged knowing 
looks, remembering why I didn't go in the restroom near the 
cafeteria anymore. Rape is a horrid experience. It's even worse 
when everyone takes the word of the school 'valedictorian' and his 
two friends over a scared no account spic girl who's already been 
in three fights. Course when 'somebody' stabbed his kidney in the 
movie theater while his girlfriend was going down on him a week 
later they tried to pin it on me...

	This bathroom used to be a boy's stall before they mixed them 
this year - only three days ago. "You ok?" I called out.

	"Go away!" a girl's voice called back, white and young from 
the sound of it.

	"Fuck that." I said. "I ain't going nowhere till I know your 
ok."

	"Just go away... You can't help." she called back.

	"Open the fuck'n stall door before I have to come in there 
and kick your ass." I said.

	May added "She'll do it. Kicked my ass freshmen year for 
look'n at her wrong."

	"You remember that?" I said.

	"Fuck yea; you gave me a black eye. All I was trying to do 
was get in the door." she said.

	"Well you did give me lip." I said.

	May smiled "No shit. Took you forever to come up with a reply 
to that." The stall door opened.

	"I'm ok see. Now go away." She still had her clothes, and 
didn't look beat up. She had a little note in her hands and tears 
on her face.

	I stepped in so she couldn't shut me out. She was a blond 
white girl, looked like a freshman. "What's that?" I asked, 
grabbing the paper away.

	"Hey, I need that!" She said, standing up and reaching. May 
played interference as I moved back to read.

	"This is one of Ms. Lippmann's notes isn't it?" I said. It 
looked like the note you needed for the sex seminar, but it wasn't 
signed.

	She nodded. "I've got bio after lunch. We're supposed to do 
that stuff after she finishes it with the last period class."

	"Yeah." I said "I'm in that." I grinned, "You'll like it, but 
you need to get this signed, and they want a copy of your parent's 
driver's licenses to check the signatures."

	"But I can't." She said.

	"Is this all?" May said. "You fuck'n wast'n our time over 
some note from mommy?" May looked mad. "I oughta fuck you over, 
fuck'n baby. Get your ass back to preschool."

	"No shi..." I began, but the girl cut me off.

	"No... You don't understand. My dad won't sign it either way. 
You gotta get it signed yes or no or they hold you back." She 
said.

	I shrugged "Why won't he sign?"

	"He..." She started sobbing again. "He wants to film me..."

	"What?" May and I both said. I had a picture of her dad with 
a camera in the biology class.

	"He... wants me to fuck his bowling team, and film it..."

	"What the fuck!?" May said.

	"That's hella fuck'd up..." I breathed out. "Look, let's go 
talk to Ms. Magante. I had to talk to her anyway."

	"But I'm not in the Program..." She said.

	"We're all in the Program..." I said. May grabbed her hand, 
her need to pee forgotten. But I didn't want May around when I saw 
Magante. "May, go check on Melinda. She's still scared of Kevin." 
I gave her a look, and she nodded.

	We where in the hall - halfway there - when the girl spoke 
again; "I can handle it. You'll just get in trouble..."

	"Mandy..." I got her name off the note- "I've been in trouble 
since I came to this school. You don't know who I am?" I always 
forget that it takes time for a rep to spread to the freshmen. She 
was quite until we found Ms. Magante. We got lucky; she was just 
leaving her bungalow with a stack of papers.

	"Ms. Magante, can we talk to you?" I said.

	"Well," she paused, "Alandra? I'm a little busy right now, 
but the office is open for counseling before and after school and 
during first and last periods."

	"No, Yasmine." She was taken back by me using her first name 
- students didn't do that. "We need to talk now." And I passed 
over the note I'd taken from Mandy.

	She briefly looked at it and then made to pass it back. "It's 
one of the notes for the sex seminars in biology. I approved them 
myself; all she needs to do is get it signed and bring it to her 
teacher. I don't see the problem."

	"The problem," I began "Is why her father refuses to sign." I 
stepped towards the bungalow. "This should be private." She got 
the hint - time to do your freak'n job lady.

	I had Mandy fill her in. In short order she had Mr. Harrison 
and the police on the way. While at sixteen Mandy was old enough 
to consent -she sure seemed more than a year younger than me-, 
this sort of thing was wrong no matter what kind of spin you tried 
to put on it.

	"I have something of my own I need to talk to you about Ms. 
Magante. I'll wait outside." I stepped outside just as Harrison 
was making his way in.

	"What have you done this time?" He asked.

	"Not me." I said, pointing inside. I sat down on the steps to 
the school to wait. There were a few people milling about - some 
kids came out here for lunch since you only had to cross through 
the middle of 'C' building. Mostly a pack of semi lost freshmen on 
one end trying to figure out who was going to be who's friend and 
a group of black juniors on the other comparing various Program 
girls to the character in that "Tenyari's tale" video game. I 
figured they'd get to me soon enough given where I sat, and let 
thoughts of that keep me off of thinking about what Mandy was 
going through.

	

	A boy or two came by and asked me to pose. I just stared down 
the first -one of those freshmen, but I'd cooled off by the second 
and he had me showing him an up close of my labia and clit ring 
when a cop car pulled up. Two women got out and gave us nasty 
looks before going into Magante's bungalow -one a cop and I guess 
the other a social worker. I flipped off the cop, not caring much 
for them -Pa called 'em pigs. Weren't they in for a surprise...

	There was a brief bit of shouting from inside, then quiet. 
Twenty minutes later, my patience running thin, the cop, social 
worker, and Mandy all came out and left in the patrol car. Mandy 
gave me a worried look when she left. Yeah I fuck'd up your life, 
but it was pretty fuck'd up to begin with. Way I figured it, even 
foster care was better than the deal she had.

	

	Harrison and Magante came out and said a few words as I got 
up and walked over. I passed a couple locked in a tender kiss at 
the bottom of the steps and wondered if the rules on 'Public 
Displays of Affection' had changed. Last year you could touch and 
feel for the Program, but if you put emotion into it you got 
busted under the old PDA rules. Talk about fuck'd up stupid.

	I went in as Harrison was leaving. "Should I stay?" He turned 
to ask Ms. Magante.

	"No." I said, and she nodded. He gave me an annoyed look but 
left anyway.

	"Well that was a mess..." She said, looking past me. "Now 
that, that's what The Program is all about." She pointed to the 
couple at the base of the steps.

	"She going to be ok?" I asked, then followed her gaze; "It 
wasn't last year."

	"A glitch. It isn't just about sex you know... We want people 
to become more loving." She paused, then shut the door behind me. 
"Certainly not like Mandy's situation. Social services will place 
her, once everything is confirmed. I waived her requirement on the 
signature - she can pick which herself when she comes back." 
Magante said.

	"Is that all you think about?" I asked.

	"Watch your tone young lady. The administration has been very 
tolerant with you from what I hear..." She said.

	"As if... what the hell are you up to anyway?" I said. I 
didn't give a shit what she thought of my tone, or what she did 
about it. "I keep seeing you around, you show up at our cafe, and 
now I'm hearing announcements about my friends."

	"What are you talking about?" She asked.

	"I hear you telling the teachers about May. Holding her up 
like some kinda prize. You don't know shit about May. You don't 
know shit about what she's going through."

	"Watch your tone Alandra. May happens to be a perfect example 
of what The Program stands for. She's a liberated woman." She 
said.

	"Liberated? Fuck liberated. Fuck my fuck'n tone!" I got mad, 
and slammed my hands on her desk. She stepped back. "May hasn't a 
fuck'n clue what she's doing. She's a fuck'n addict - she can't 
stop fuck'n. She could get hurt! She's got no fuck'n disc... 
thought, whatever... She can't even fuck'n think 'bout who she 
fucks. Any boy with a cock and she's on it. What if she caught 
something? What if she gets raped? Where the fuck is your Program 
then?"

	"It's impossible for her to get raped if she consents to 
everything." Magante said in a huff.

	I just looked at her like she was from Mars. "You're as 
fucked up as she is. What gives you the right to talk about her? 
At least she has an excuse. You're supposed to be the adult here." 
I spun around. Fuck this shit, I was going to storm out of there 
and I didn't care what they did this time.

	

	Only I didn't get far. May was standing there in the doorway, 
and I could tell she'd heard more than enough. "I..." I began, but 
she slammed a fist into my gut - hard.

	Make no mistake, I'm the tough bitch in our gang, but when 
May gets into it she can out punch Kevin. I went down, out of 
breath and the taste of blood in my throat. "May... you don't 
understand..." I started, holding my stomach.

	Magante ran around her desk, but May dropped down to me 
first. At that moment I was thinking that if she was going to mess 
me over - it was her right. I'd violated her as much as Magante 
had by not talking to her first. But she hugged me and said "A.C. 
.... I'm sorry..."

	I struggled to catch my breath and said; "No, I deserved 
that... But damn May, if you heard. They're fuck'n with you May, 
just like mi Pap� always says."

	"Dammit you two... sit down." Magante said. "And no 
punching." She looked at May. "Too much like me when I was your 
age..." I guess that got my attention, what'd she mean by that? 
She locked the door and sat on the ground next to us. "Look, we do 
mean well... And yes, The Program gets carried away sometimes."

	"Carried away... No shit..." I said. May took me into her 
embrace, so that I was somewhat sitting in her lap as she guiltily 
brushed over my sensitive stomach.

	"What the fuck is going on?" May said. "Why you talking about 
me?"

	"May, you're out of control. Do you have any idea who that 
guy you fuck'd this morning even was?"

	"... Which one?" She said, making my point.

	"But Alandra, this is what The Program seeks, Ms. Qian has 
freed herself of sexual limitations." Ms. Magante said.

	"Freed herself? The guy who fucked her barely bothered to say 
thanks. She was just a hole to him, he laughed about it. No 
respect in that shit. How's she free if people just use her?"

	"He laughed?" May asked, looking clearly distressed.

	"But isn't it beautiful that she's opened herself so much." 
Now that could have many meanings I thought, noting our nakedness. 
"She's even moved on to girls." Magante noted, as May's hand had 
strayed a little to low and was idly massaging my labia. I let 
her, if it kept her cool, with anyone else, at any other moment, 
it would have been very sexual.

	"Don't you dare mention that again to anyone." I said.

	"I don't see why." Magante said. "It's such a beautiful thing 
for a girl's sexuality to open up so much."

	"Fags..." May started until I tensed. "Queers get beat up."

	"What?" Magante asked. She was probably wondering who could 
possibly kick May's ass. Or maybe she just didn't get it.

	"We can't always be there. If they get her alone..." I 
started, but I don't think she was getting it. "Look, last year 
they tried to cut it off of a boy in the Program when he came out. 
This isn't California Ms. Magante, you better learn that fast."

	"Cut it...? People should be proud of their sexuality and 
freedom of expression. They should revel in it like Ms. Qian 
here." Ms. Magante said.

	"Huh... Reality check... Look at the jocks out there." I 
looked at Magante; "You're so proud, parading May around like some 
kind of trophy, but you didn't pick her for your Program, you 
picked me and the others. She's not your game, she needs help!"

	I don't need no..." May began, but the tears in her eyes told 
me she was starting to put things together.

	I hugged her as Magante said "I knew all about Mei Hua before 
I selected you."

	"You planned this? You fuck'd her, us, up on purpose." I was 
mad, and if not for years of conditioning I would have slugged 
her.

	"No, not like this. But opening up more, yes." She said. "I 
read your files before I chose you Alandra. I know how shy Mei Hua 
used to be."

	"It's May." May said.

	I got up, pulling May with me. She gave the bruise on my 
stomach a guilty look but clung to me. "You've got something to 
think about." I told Magante. "We'll take care of our own, like 
always."

	"Like always?" she said, and we left.

	

	"We late for class?" May asked as we entered 'C' building.

	"Yeah, but I ain't taking lip for it." I said. The halls were 
empty.

	

	I walked into Metal Shop, ten minutes late. "You better have 
a good excuse young lady." Mr. Carson said. Am I the only person 
who hated that phrase? Young lady my fuck'n cunt you asshole.

	"Talk to Ms. Magante." I said, and sat at the stool next to 
Raymond.

	"You won't be working with Ray today Ms. Cabrera. Since you 
proved so uncooperative yesterday I'm giving you a new partner for 
now. Perhaps you'll learn to get along better with your fellow 
classmates." Un-fucking-cooperative? Cause I won't suck your 
nephew off?  I was pretty damn polite to that slime ball 
yesterday. He stuck me with Jennifer - who was overjoyed to get 
me. So that was the game...

	Jennifer proved too much for my patience, which was worn 
pretty damn thin by Ms. Magante at lunch. Every time I turned 
around there was something coming at my pussy or ass from behind. 
She even wrapped her arms around me and squeezed my tits. And she 
was giggling through the whole thing. When her hands moved down to 
my stomach the hug hurt and I gasped. She misread it, and I had 
hands in my pussy after that.

	Mr. Carson and his nephew just watched the whole thing with 
smug smiles. Several of the boys kept adjusting their pants 
through the class - which mostly had something to do with learning 
to safely cut sheet metal. Eventually when no one was looking I 
took a sharp hole punching tool and slammed it down into the table 
between her fingers. "Oops... I missed." I said. She was quiet for 
the rest of the class, and Mr. Carson kept looking over trying to 
figure out why she suddenly started keeping her hands to herself.

	When class was over, as I left he said "If you continue to be 
uncooperative I'll have to report it to the administration. We'll 
see how you like a second week, or even expulsion." 'Try it 
asshole' I thought. Ms. Magante was misguided, but this guy was a 
pure slime ball. If I didn't do something he might get out of 
hand.

	

	 
	In the halls after class she followed me for a bit and 
asked "Is something wrong Alandra?"

	"No fuck'n..." I paused. Sure she was a bit sleezy and not 
what I wanted. Well, it was really her brothers that were 
sleezy... No wonder she was a lezzy. "Sorry... It's not you. Just 
stay away for a bit will you? I've got some fuck'd up shit to deal 
with and it's better I not take it out on you." That was kind of a 
first for me, last year I would've just told her to fuck off, or 
off campus I would'a beat the shit out of her just for being 
there.

	

	People figured out quick that it wasn't time to ask me for a 
'Reasonable Request' and I made my way to Algebra pretty much 
untouched and unbothered. I did see Harrison talking to Magante in 
the hall a few doors from class. She saw me and gave me a guilty 
smile. The scary thing was that I think that woman really did mean 
well.

	

	I got into Algebra early, and Mr. Dennison gave me a kindly 
smile which held nothing of the sort of people I'd been dealing 
with since lunch. "Can you handle the chalkboard again today Ms. 
Cabrera?"

	"I'm really not feeling too well, but I guess so. It'll get 
my mind off things." I said.

	"Is everything ok?" He asked.

	I just smiled back and said "Thanks for asking." Other kids 
started making their way in, so the matter was dropped.

	"Hey A.C.. Where'd you go at lunch?" Marcy asked as she came 
in with Rick.

	I shrugged "We had to help a girl we found in the bathroom. 
Took her to Ms. Magante." My look told them there was more, but 
the class didn't need to hear it. The rest May could say when we 
were all at Albatross.

	When Fatima got in she sat down with us, seemingly a lot more 
comfortable with my nudity. "The boy in history asked for relief 
again." She started "Mother always said it hurt when men went in 
there." She looked down at my pussy, "but the girl who relieved 
him didn't seem in pain..." There was a mix of shock and curiosity 
on her face.

	"Shit, whoa... the teacher let them fuck for relief?" Rick 
asked.

	I smiled and said "Sure, it's kinda fun." Everyone looked at 
me. "Well I had to give Ray Williams relief -somehow-." I said.

	"You little bitch." Marcy said with a grin.

	"It didn't hurt?" Fatima said.

	"No, it feels fuck'n great. I needed it bad..." I said.

	"Father would call you a whore. Back home he'd have the men 
kill you." She said, but then smiled at me with respect. I 
wondered what her uncle would say - she seemed to live between 
some conflict among those two.

	The final bell rang and I went up for chalkboard duty. The 
talk of sex with friends had me wet again. Mr. Dennison noticed it 
with a sniff and a smile, but didn't say anything rude like Mr. 
Carson probably would have. It was funny - every time I finished 
writing something on the board I'd turn around to face the class 
and all the heads would raise from my butt up to my breasts, then 
back down to my cunt and finally onto the board. Near the end of 
class I even hefted up my tits for them when I spun around. I 
would'a spread my pussy but I didn't want to get chalk in there.

	"You're dripping." Mr. Dennison said, putting a finger to my 
labia and wiping up a bit of the mess.

	"Ooo..." He blushed and wiped his hand on a tissue when I 
said that, and the class broke out in giggles. Fatima looked like 
a cat had jumped down her throat.

	

	After class in the hallway I took a slow pace, hoping to get 
bothered by people looking to check out the naked students. Sexing 
me up was a good way to cool my temper - While Algebra had helped, 
all the numbers and 'x' and 'y' bullshit was confusing enough to 
keep me from really getting what I wanted. Mr. D. had been trying 
to convince us that 'x' was more important to math than numbers - 
whatever, like all I could tell was it was a pretty good way to 
get chalk all over the naked girl's tits. Namely me - still it was 
fun and he was nice when he leered.

	So after I broke with Fatima at the stairs I let the first 
two boys to come along have their way with requests. They wanted 
me to spread apart my lower lips, and they wanted to know all 
about my piercing. I told them a little of how I got it, but I 
don't think they were too cool with my suggestion that men could 
get em too. "So what's it feel like?" one asked.

	"It's like someone's touching my clit all day. Like 
sometime's it's a bit fuck'n too much. They told me that wears off 
after a while. You get used to it." I said.

	"How long you had it?" The other asked, as he rubbed my clit 
between his fingers. "Man she's getting pretty wet."

	"Bout a month. This is the first week I can fuck safely..." I 
said, and they got real interested. Next thing I knew I was 
bending over on the top of the stairs and one of them was pounding 
his cock into my pussy from behind. Fuck it, I figured I'd be 
getting more of this in biology, but I might as well get my share 
here too. Too bad the little prick came in only fifteen seconds...

	His friend wanted it to, but the bells started ringing. "Hey 
you fuck'd Joe..." He pleaded.

	"Sorry, maybe next time, gotta get to class." I said.

	"Damn..." He said. "I got dibs on the next one." I heard him 
tell Joe as we ran in opposite directions for class.

	

	Biology with Ms. Lippmann. People were stripping as I came 
in. May was already on the floor in the circle she had us sit in, 
idly pumping her dildo in and out of her pussy as she watched Ms. 
Lippmann direct the rest of the kids. I sat near May, though we 
had to do it boy - girl - boy - girl. Kevin stripped and sat 
across from us. I guess he was thinking that if he managed it 
right in the next few weeks of this sex seminar we wouldn't have 
to fuck each other. Somehow I doubted Ms. Lippmann would let us 
get away with that. One of the things we had to agree to too not 
get put in the other Sex Ed class was to fuck anyone else in the 
class - as long as it was hetero sex. That was kind of fuck'd up 
funny, the queers and the bible thumpers all got put together by 
this Program.

	

	We all sat together in a circle and took a short written quiz 
Ms. Lippmann passed around. One sentence answers and not multiple 
choice, so I was glad I'd read up last night. There was a new girl 
- Tammy - who'd switched around with the last period to keep boy-
girl numbers even. Other than May and me the kids in here only 
took their clothes off for this class, and everyone knew we were 
here to fuck each other - so it was a room full of hard cocks and 
feminine odors. With my shaved pussy everyone could see I was all 
puffed up - something Ms. Lippmann was happy to point out until 
she found May's new crossed arrows pubic hair styling. After that 
we had a short discussion on 'genital fashion' and several girls 
wanted to know how to get to Purrfect Pussy.

	I told them I got my clit pierced there, but that you'd need 
a fake ID to get it done. Ms. Lippmann gave me a look at that. 
"Oops..." I said, "Guess I'm not supposed to say that." But she 
just laughed it off along with everyone else. I did tell everyone 
that if you got one you couldn't have sex till it healed. "You've 
got to be careful even with touching yourself or peeing."

	"Yeah I'd get one... but I don't think I could go more than a 
day without a fuck." May said. To everyone but me she smiled. Me, 
I could read her better, and I could see a tension in her hands 
that said she really meant it... I reached behind the boy between 
us and patted her, for which I got a guilty smile and a look at my 
stomach - which was still kinda sore.

	We were a rough group, and May hitting me wasn't the first 
time my crew and I had tossed it up in some way or another. Shit, 
we came together in a fight. Freshman year Kevin and I tore into 
each other in the quad, and by the end of the day somehow May and 
Rubin got added in - but that was off campus - for a four way 
bloody fight. A lot of people remembered that, but they forgot the 
people we beat up were each other. That second fight happened 
outside Albatross, and it ended when Bill grabbed Kevin and me in 
one arm each and tossed us inside the place. He made us all sit 
there till we'd made peace over whatever we was fight'n about. 
Yeah Bill's big, and he looked even bigger when I was just 15, and 
he had fighter's knuckles - if you know what I mean.

	We kept coming back; Bill was the first adult to show us 
respect. Never did figure out why we didn't get busted over that 
fight in the quad...

	Ms. Lippmann was giving some kind of lecture on sexual 
intercourse and its importance in a relationship. She was also 
talking about changing... um... morays? I was trying to figure out 
what fish had to do with anything, but she said it had something 
to do with social rules and she spelled it wrong, she wrote 
'mores' on the board. Whatever. She said sex was becoming a much 
more open matter - something you could do among friends (Kevin, 
May, and I all gave each other looks) or even strangers with 
little of the worries people used to have.

	I had to raise my hand "But isn't that still dangerous? I 
mean if I fucked one of my crew, we'd get all messed up with 
feelings n' shit. ...I mean, stuff. You know... Ain't it best to 
have some bounds?"

	"At one time yes, that's what people thought and it was true. 
But relationships are changing. Sex gets in the way of friendship 
because we link it to possession, and we link possession to 
romance. In the past to love someone meant to feel ownership of 
them. Society's changed though." She said.

	"That sounds cool," a girl I knew as Nancy said; "but I don't 
know if my feelings can just change that fast."

	"Yeah..." I said. "Once you fuck someone, you start expecting 
stuff..." It was hard to figure out exactly, but things just 
changed when people became fuck partners.

	"Well, we do hope to help you get through that here, and 
learn to be more open." Ms. Lippmann said. She paused looking and 
May and I and then continued; "I'm sure the two of you have opened 
up quite a bit since the Program came into your lives." At least 
she'd been a lot more diplomatic about that than Mrs. Jacobs had 
been this morning. Kevin still tensed, sensing something he wasn't 
quite sure of yet.

	"Yes." I said; "I can see that. But we like gotta have limits 
too."

	We talked on it a little more, but Ms. Lippmann cut it short 
to get on with the 'active' part of the lesson. "It might seem 
like we're skipping right to the heart of things with this, but I 
want us to get past hang-ups and then work our way back up to 
this." She had all the boys lie down and then told the girls we 
each had one minute to get the boy to our right 'ready' using 
mouth or hands. The boy to our left was to do the same to us - 
making one long chain.

	As for Ms. Lippmann, she sat in the center of the circle and 
timed us. The boy to my right smelled nice so I took him orally. 
The guy on the left looked better though, so hopefully I'd get to 
fuck him. He was also working wonders on my clit with his 
tongue... So I wanted to thank him intimately. Just as we were 
really getting into it though, Ms. Lippmann clapped her hands and 
had all the boys get up and move two girls down to the right. Talk 
about weird... I looked around and noticed that if she did that 
two more times I'd have Kevin. "Oh shit..." I muttered with a 
glance to him, he shrugged.

	She had us fuck. There's really no other way to put it. She 
gave us five minutes and missionary position - plain and simple. I 
had no idea who the boy on top of me was. "Hey what's your name?" 
I asked as he got ready to enter me.

	"Jake. You're Alandra right?" He looked a little nervous, but 
excited as well. "Sorry 'bout this..." He said.

	"About what? We're all here by choice." I said. I guess that 
was true. More like our parents all volunteered us for this sex 
thing, but then we had a choice to leave it for the other class 
regardless of what they said. He was hesitating, and the clock was 
running, so I grabbed him by the ass with my legs and pulled him 
down into me. "Oh!" I said, matched by a grunt from him. At least 
he was decent looking.

	The room was full of the sounds and smells of sex. I turned 
my head and saw May getting it from Joe - the guy who'd wanted me 
in his lap on Monday. She seemed to be enjoying herself though, 
and gave me a smile when she caught me looking, followed by a nod 
down. I glanced over and saw Ms. Lippmann in the middle of the 
room, masturbating with a dildo as she watched the orgy around 
her. "Sucks to be her." May called over. No shit I thought.

	

	Just as Jake was getting really into it, and I think - about 
to shoot his load - Ms. Lippmann called time. "Damn..." I said; 
Jake wasn't the only one who'd been close. She had all the boys 
move two girls down again and I ended up with another familiar 
face - Fred who'd been stripped on Monday for demonstration. Ms. 
Lippmann told the boys to lie on the floor mats, and I didn't 
waste a second tossing him down and riding his cock for all I 
could get out of it. 

	

	I'm not sure what the fuck we were supposed to be learning 
outta this, but I didn't really give a shit anyway. Ms. Lippmann 
was giving some kind of lecture about the whole thing, but I doubt 
I was the only one not paying attention. 

	I'd been close before, so I used Fred to reach my plateau and 
stay there as long as I could. I had five minutes with him, and 
then Lippmann'd stick me with Kevin and we'd have to make a 
decision.

	Fred wasn't the most skilled I'd had, so it didn't last that 
long, but you get what you can I guess. "Hey you're not related to 
my civic's teacher are you?" I asked Fred as I came down on his 
cock.

	"Hmnn... Uh? What? Oh, yeah... my aunt teaches here. You got 
her?" Fred said.

	"She's got some fuck'd up ideas." I said.

	He frowned, then sort of grinned as he pushed his cock up 
into me. "Yeah, she and my dad are always arguing over stuff."

	We fucked in silence, to a steady rhythm as I looked over and 
watched May go wild on some guy neither she nor I knew the name 
of. I guess we'd know soon enough - we'd all had to say our names 
on the first day, it was just a matter of remembering the shit. 
May was rocking herself on him, rolling her pussy back and forth 
every time she came down.

	I copied the move. Damn why'd I never think of that? 
Especially with my clit piercing it was like... It fuck'n sent me 
to a new level. I tried working the inside of my cunt -like when I 
came- and Fred's eyes shot open in amazement.

	"Whoa! What the fuck is that?" He said.

	"You never had a girl do that?" I asked.

	"Shit no... Never had a girl on top before. They just lay 
there." He said. Funny, I was thinking the same thing about guys - 
some of them just lie there, or do nothing more than in and out. 
Most of em finish before you can cum, and then just leave you 
there like they did you some kind of favor...

	"Don't have to be on top to do it. How many?" I asked, 
pulling up on him and getting close. "mmm..." He was watching my 
pussy, watching -I suppose- the way it tried to cling to his cock 
as I pulled away.

	"Huh...?" He said, not really paying attention to me, or at 
least to the part of me that counted.

	"Oooh, up here." I said, picking up my tempo which only 
caused him to not look up. "How many girls you had?"

	

	"Not many, hnnn... There was, like, Maya last year - she was 
'Programed' and in my gym class. Then I dated Natalie till she 
started using, Susan over summer, and now today." He said. I 
remembered Natalie; she was some kind of ecstasy junkie.

	Shit, I was only his fifth; counting the five minutes he'd 
done before being sent to me. "Well you'll get more pussy -oooh- 
soon." I said. He came, spurting into me as his eyes opened wide 
and locked on the joining of our bodies. I sped up for all I was 
worth; trying to get everything I could before he went limp and 
pulled out.

	"Time." Ms. Lippmann called. "Oh shoot, will you look at 
that... Ok class looks like we're done for today, finish up if you 
have to." She was grinning ear to ear at that. I guess she'd come 
at some point, 'cause she was done with her dildo and just 
standing there.

	Fred just said "That was cool," and went to get his clothes.

	Kevin came over. "That was close." He said.

	"No shit." I said. "Yo May, hurry it up will you." She was 
still riding hers. I gestured at Fred "If he wasn't so new I'd 
kick his ass for leaving me on edge."

	"New?" Kevin asked.

	"To sex. Or least variety... I'm five, she's four..." I said, 
pointing to a girl who was just coming down from being worked over 
well by a boy who'd decided he still had a reason to 'finish up', 
unlike Fred...

	I sat down on the floor next to Kevin as he got dressed. All 
I had to do was put my waist chain back on. I was watching May and 
trying to decide something I couldn't quite put my finger on. She 
finished just as Kevin buckled his belt. Ms. Lippmann stopped 
watching and started gathering papers.

	"Seems I always get the wrong ones..." I said without looking 
up. "Guess I could finish off with this..." I held up my dildo.

	"What was that?" Kevin said, crouching down to me. His eyes 
dropped to my pussy for a second before hitting me at eye level 
again.

	"They 'fraid of you." May said, coming over.

	"What about you?" I said.

	She grinned "I made em afraid not to finish me."

	"You two are fucking crazy..." Kevin said, as we all walked 
out of class.

	

	On the way out I saw Ms. Magante at the door stop Fatima and 
exchange a few words. That made me think of something. "You need 
your clothes back Ms. Cabrera?" She asked as I came up to her. "I 
put the ones from yesterday with your stuff from today."

	"No... I wanted to ask you about her." I said, pointing to 
Fatima who was standing in the alley between the classes and gym 
looking both ways - like she was trying to decide which exit to 
use.

	"Well I can't discuss private matters of other students." She 
said, talk about hypocrisy.

	"No, I guess you can just send them out in memos to 
everyone?" I said back with a little ice in my voice. "Look, she's 
one of us now, and we look out for ours. You be careful with her."

	"Are you making a threat young lady?" She asked.

	I though for a second, I guess it did sound like that didn't 
it. "No, I'm just saying, Me, May, the rest of the gang - sure we 
can take this Program shit. But look at her, if the Program didn't 
kill her, her father would."

	"I'm aware of her situation if that's what you mean. 
Separation of church and state prevents me from making a special 
case though." She said, then paused. "But don't worry... I don't 
intend to let the Program get ripped apart by the controversy that 
would cause..." She turned to walk inside.

	"Hey..." I called out, halfway down the steps.

	"Yes?" She looked back.

	"I think you should look into Mr. Carson..." I said.

	"Metal shop?" she asked.

	"Yeah, he's trouble..." I said.

	"I'll look into it." She said.

	"Oh, you said something, 'bout us being like you..." I said.

	"Yeah." She held up her arms. "Look close next time. I had 
them lasered off, but you'll see it if you look. Gang tattoos." 
Then she turned and went inside, calling over her shoulder "You 
kid's got nothing on me and what I've done..." I remembered 
something on TV a few years ago about Filipino gangs in 
California, or was the Vietnamese...? They were supposed to be 
ultra violent, even the girls were brutal killers. That made me 
wonder just where she'd risen up out of... But then, TV has a way 
of overdoing shit...

	

	"What was that about?" May asked, pulling her shirt from 
yesterday out of the box. Melinda was standing next to her, still 
naked.

	"She a fuck'n gang-banger..." I said.

	"Who?" Melinda asked.

	"No fuck'n way..." Kevin said. He handed my coat over, and 
kept rifling through the box. A couple naked freshmen were 
standing around wondering how to get past the 'big black jungle 
mother-fucker' blocking their way... I just grinned at the 
silliness of it, knowing just how polite Kevin was to people who 
simply asked.

	"Yo Kev. I can wait, let the kids through." Actually it was 
colder than this morning, but I figured the kids were more spooked 
than me. "Aren't you gonna get dressed?" I asked Melinda.

	"Naw, like my clothes are in the gym anyway." She said.

	Kevin looked behind him and said "Oh... Here, you guys look 
through this." He handed over half the clothes to the freshmen. 
"This bin's just not easy for a crowd to go through."

	"I think they want to make it take us time." May said, before 
running off to do cartwheels for a group of boys. She stopped in a 
hand stand and let two of them use her dildo on her pussy until 
she fell.

	"Ooh that looks fun!" Melinda said and ran off after May.

	"How can she do that...?" A freshman girl asked me as I put 
on my coat.

	"That's just May. 'sides; it keeps them off us..." I said. 
"This one yours?" I took a pink blouse from the pile and gave it 
to her. I thought I'd seen her in it that morning.

	"Yeah thanks. Where the heck did my panties go..."

	Kevin looked around then said; "There..." He pointed to the 
top of a light pole, which had a set of panties dangling from it.

	"Fuck..." she said, and some boys on the edge of the group 
bust out laughing before running off when I stared them down.

	After another minute we figured they'd run off with her skirt 
too, so she had to go home bottomless. "You got friends?" I asked 
as the twins came over.

	"No..." She said; looking a little frightened at the idea of 
walking home alone, nude.

	"We can take her." Manuel said.

	"Like fuck you can." I said. "I saw you punks at lunch. They 
looked caught.

	"We promise to be good." Rosa said.

	"I'll kick your asses if I hear otherwise." I said, then 
asked the girl "What's your name?"

	"Um... Cindy. Who're you guys?" She asked.

	"Alandra, but just call me A.C. This is Kevin, you've seen 
May." I pointed over to May, who had some boy sucking on her cunt 
right then. Melinda was watching it with a smile, but fending off 
people coming up to her. "This is my brother and sister..." I 
pointed to the twins. They pointed to each other and called out 
their names, then grabbed her by the arms and started walking off. 
When they got halfway down the alley I could see Rosa's hand on 
Cindy's ass, and Manuel doing something on the front side. I was 
about to go to do something when she went weak in the legs, but 
Kevin stopped me.

	"Looks like they're getting along just fine A.C." He said. I 
was wondering if my sister was gonna end up bi like May, or if 
this was just some kind of twin thing, sometimes they were just a 
little too close...

	

	We finished gathering our stuff. I got my little 'cartoon 
pussy' charm from in my bag and put it into my clit ring, then put 
my clothes in my bag and just wore my coat for the cold. Marcy, 
Rick, and Rubin joined us as we left - the whole gang. We passed 
by Fatima on the way out. "What's up?" I asked.

	"Father was supposed to pick me up today." She said.

	Melinda offered her a cell phone. "Here, call home and 
check."

	"Yeah we can wait." May said.

	She did, and it looked like her father had been delayed 
getting back from INS. Some kind of refugee application thing I 
didn't quite understand. I guess they call it 'Homeland Security' 
now... As if...

	We offered to walk her home; it was just past the cafe. I 
wondered why she'd needed a ride in the first place, but didn't 
press it. Seemed better to take things slow with Fatima -she was 
pretty different from us, but we were 'bout the only people who'd 
give her the time of day. Fact is, on the walk over there I saw 
people looking at her in fear, like Kevin always said whites did 
to him. Some women even crossed the street to avoid us - or so it 
looked, unless they wanted to walk on the other side for one block 
to see the vacant lot rather the Albatross cafe, old diner, and 
hair salon on this side. Unless they'd meant to turn around, 
recross, and follow until they reached the salon all along... I 
dunno, it could'a been Kevin...

	People are so fucking stupid...

	

	Front door to Fatima's. Her uncle was a decent looking man, 
though his eyes were bugging out at the site of May, Melinda, and 
me standing back behind the rest of the gang. Hands in the 
pockets, I pulled my coat closed. May made to hug Fatima as she 
parted from us, but I held her back with a look of caution.

	"These... are your friends?" Her uncle said.

	She just nodded quietly. "We watch out for her." Kevin said.

	"I see..." Then he said something in whatever language it was 
they spoke, and Fatima nodded and went inside after smiling back 
at us. "Why are they undressed?" He asked, gesturing over us girls 
in the back.

	"It's the Program." I said. "We have to be like this at 
school."

	He looked around, May shrugged, and Melinda said "Well, 
yeah... but we can do it anywhere now too."

	"You're not exactly the friends I would pick for my niece..." 
Her uncle looked us over as best he could; trying not to see the 
three of us who were naked below eye level. "But maybe you're the 
best for her in this place."

	

	"What is the meaning of this?!" I heard from behind me before 
being suddenly shoved aside as a man who looked a lot like Fatima 
pushed though us. He'd grabbed May by the arm and was dragging her 
forward. Wrong move, she was a half step away from attack, and if 
she'd had a knife we'd be in trouble.

	

	"I have guests, treat them as such." Fatima's uncle said.

	"This is no guest, this is a whore." He jerked May's arm, and 
Kevin stepped in grabbing a punch May was sending before the man 
saw it. It wasn't lost on the uncle though, from the look in his 
eyes...

	Kevin pulled them apart and said "You owe the lady an 
apology." Fatima's father simply huffed and stormed past her uncle 
to enter the house.

	"We should go." I said, without stepping from around Rubin. 
"Tell Fatima I'll see her in school tomorrow."

	He just nodded and then shook his head with a slight grin as 
we left. I gather the two men saw eye to eye on the properness of 
us being nude, but her uncle was just more willing to accept that 
this land played by different rules... Rules he and his family 
would need to at least learn to be able to deal with if not agree 
with.

	

	Not much longer we stopped off at Albatross to see Bill. He 
looked at Melinda and said "Another one?" before shaking his head 
and chuckling. He prepped our sodas and coffee, and Melinda asked 
for tea. Rick passed a cigarette around. "Saw you kids pass by 
just a moment ago."

	"We was walking a friend home." May said. I took off my coat 
and put it on the chair, making myself the third nude girl - only 
Marcy had covering below the waist. May had her blouse on though.

	"This gonna be a permanent thing?" Bill asked, gesturing over 
May and I, then giving Melinda the once over. She was new pussy, 
even if young, so I guess he just checked her out from male 
reflex.

	"Maybe..." I said.

	"Cause if it is, I may have to get more fitting couches, or 
'least something I can change out the covers on."

	"May leaving spots again?" Rick asked.

	"May's always leaving spots... You kids ever notice you're 
the only ones who ever sit there? Though sometimes I get a perv in 
here who goes over after y'all leave..." Bill said.

	"Ew gross." Marcy said.

	"No shit." May said "A decent guy'd come over and lick it out 
of me while it's still fresh."

	"May..." Rubin said, rolling his eyes.

	Melinda straddled May's usual spot on the arm of the couch. 
Rubin was about to say something when May just sat right on her 
leg. "Can't have you wetting the furniture anymore." Melinda said.

	Kevin reached over and touched Melinda's slit before saying 
"What's the use? Now you're doing it." Melinda tensed a little 
when he did it, I could tell from May shifting, but then she did 
her best to act like it was normal for a guy to finger her slit.

	If she kept showing up naked, it would be. Especially if she 
starting hanging with May.

	

	We sat around and chilled for a bit, talking about the day's 
events. People came and went, a lot of the men checking us out. 
Wednesday was always one of the busy days, though not as much as 
open mic on Thursdays.

	

	"Hey china-girl, come over here and give some of that to a 
real man." Some guy with coffee and his friends called over.

	"Yeah!" One of the others called out. "I'll take the little 
senorita, Joe can have the redhead."

	That's how I like 'em" the one I guessed to be Joe said. 
"These little cunts are street legal now aren't they?"

	"Fuck off old man." I said. He had to be forty, or more. Bill 
started paying attention.

	"That's just gross." Marcy said. She was saying that a lot 
lately.

	"No shit." May said. "Even I wouldn't do some grampa..." 
Melinda smiled. "And the red's mine." May reached down past her 
legs and slipped a finger into Melinda's cunt. Our guys just sat 
there in silence. But we knew they were all just waiting for the 
signal.

	Bill knew it too, so he cut it short. "Look guys, keep it 
cool." He said to the men. "My regulars aren't for sale."

	"Hey no fuss man, you can't blame a guy for trying." The guy 
who'd started it all said. And that was it. They stayed through 
their drinks, and what I could hear of their conversation covered 
us being naked, the Program, and how 'chicks were getting easier'. 
I also managed to figure two of them were married to wives who had 
no idea they were out cruising like this. Men...

	Some college girls came in not long after - three of them in 
states of undress. The brunette had on thigh high stockings and 
cute little pumps - and nothing else. Her pussy was shaved like 
me. The other two had dyed blond hair above and below. One in an 
open leather jacket, belt, and boots, the other with a shirt made 
from beaded strings going across, revealing everything underneath. 
The last girl was also barefoot like me and my girls. They ordered 
and sat, playing footsy with each other's cunts until they got 
some lucky fool trapped between them. He couldn't have been more 
than a year older than them, and he looked rather pleased with 
himself when he got pulled into their circle.

	They made him play with their pussies for a bit, then they 
left together. The girls had their hands in their victim's shorts, 
so you could figure where that was going. Those old guys should've 
stayed a few minutes more.

	"Now there's a lucky bastard." Rick said. Melinda looked at 
him and grinned.

	

	Eventually we left. We were halfway down the block when we 
saw them. "Yo Mitch, didn't I tell you to get your fuck'n ass 
outta my turf?" Rubin called out.

	Mitch and his buddies - we'd been having trouble with them 
for a year now. They picked a fight with us in Albatross way back. 
Something about Kevin bumping one of them, or the other way 
around. Bill threw em out and told em to stay out. Later we kicked 
their asses and hadn't seen em but nowhere other than the mall 
since. Well maybe they'd kicked some of our asses a few times 
too... They went to school across town from us, all five of em: 
Mitch, Jason, Paul, Ken, Belinda. Belinda had no bottom on and one 
of those collar shirts that ended above her bared breasts, and Ken 
was wearing biker chaps leaving his cock out. Maybe they'd just 
been pissed that our guys had more girls hanging with them than 
they did...

	"It's the spic, and his nigger." Ken I think it was who said 
that.

	"They got a new cunt with 'em too." Jason said. A couple of 
people started crossing the street.

	"Maybe we should show her around some..." Belinda said, 
tossing her head towards the vacant lot. "She sure looks ready for 
it." Melinda got nervous and moved behind Rick and May. She wasn't 
used to our world yet, and I was wondering if it was a good idea 
to bring her into it.

	May and I both had knives in our hands. So did Rick.

	Kevin was going for something in his bag when Bill showed up 
on the street. "Didn't I tell you kids not to come back?" They 
looked at us, then at Bill in his huge biker best.

	"It's cool." Paul said. Then a girl I didn't know came out of 
the diner and joined them - putting her clothes back on and 
looking between our two groups. Paul looked over the street, with 
people going here and there. "We'll finish this later." He called 
back as they walked off.

	"No good punks..." Bill muttered. "You kids stay safe." He 
told us as he went back inside his cafe.

	

	"What's in the bag?" Rubin asked Kevin as we walked away. 
Kevin opened his bag, and I realized it wasn't the same one he 
brought to school. Inside was a Glock 17 - a gang banger's gun.

	"Shit Kevin, where they fuck did you get that?" Rick asked.

	"My brother." Kevin said.

	"Fuck Kev, you bring that out, it'll take things to a whole 
new level." I said. He looked at my knife, making me realize how 
stupid I sounded.

	May and Melinda were locked in a whispered conversation as we 
made our way out of there. Melinda looked frightened, and I had to 
wonder again just what I'd gotten her into.

	"Is it always like this?" She asked.

	"No, not really..." Rubin said. "You guys are attracting a 
bit of attention though."

	"Hey!" May said. "We didn't bring Mitch's crew out."

	"No but he's right May, not everybody's used to naked chicks 
yet." I said, thinking about the old guys in Albatross, and the 
guys outside the mall yesterday.

	"I wonder what they was doing?" Rick said, peering into the 
diner as we passed.

	"Something with that girl I suppose." Marcy said "Probably 
trying to get a job if she was naked." We could see them about a 
block down, getting into a blue Impala.

	"Oh get like fuck'n real..." Marcy said.

	"Yeah, like they think they're 'gangstas' or something - 
driving that old thing." Kevin said. They took off in the car, 
flipping us off as they passed by. I could swear I saw one of them 
holding a gun... There was trouble in that group.

	"Needs a new alternator." I said, hearing the engine pass.

	"How can you tell?" Melinda asked. I just shrugged.

	"You could put A.C. here on that radio show, car... something 
or other." Kevin said. "She always fixes my car."

	There was a look in Melinda's eyes as she gave my naked body 
a once over. May got a devious look and grabbed her up. "I know 
what you're thinking..." She teased, dipping a finger into the 
redhead's pussy.

	"Oh!" Melinda jumped, and we all bust out laughing. I got a 
mental image of myself naked and covered in grease - monkey wrench 
in hand, then shook my head with a smile...

	

	We stopped at the park, down a few blocks, to sit and smoke. 
May and Melinda were chatting off by a tree when Rick asked me "So 
what's the deal with her?"

	"She got added to my gym class. Figured May and her would 
connect."

	"Yeah well..." He looked over at them, catching them giggling 
over the dildo May was wearing. "What's up with May? Is she...?"

	"May's gotten... complicated." I said as I wrapped my coat in 
closer. Why the fuck weren't those two getting cold?

	"And she's...?" Rick began.

	"Complicated too I guess." Marcy cut in.  "Ew... now they're 
kissing."

	"It's not bad." I said. "She's a good kisser." Marcy slipped 
and fell off the bench, Rubin and Rick just looked at me. Kevin 
was staring off at the dark shadows in the trees. "What? She got 
me in the shower after gym."

	"I dunno..." Marcy said.

	"Well, I still prefer cock. Same with them I think." I 
pointed over to Melinda and May, who were back to giggling and 
walking our way. Melinda was swaying her hips seductively. She 
gave us a look - gauging for effect I suppose.

	"Hey guys, what's up?" May said. "Yo pass that over Kev." 
Kevin passed over the joint, and May took her turn with it.

	Melinda sat on the bench below Rick -he was up on the table 
with me- and leaned back into him. "You guys're all right. Not 
like any of the shit people say about you."

	"Don't believe everything you hear." Kevin said.

	"Aren't you guys cold?" I asked, looking at May and then 
Melinda.

	"It is getting cold..." May said.

	Melinda moved up and sat in Rick's lap. "Guess I'll have to 
find a way to keep warm." She said, pulling Rick's hands around 
and dropping them in her lap inches from her crotch. Rick grinned. 
She spread her legs just a tad; he got the hint, and began to 
touch her. Marcy squirmed.

	"You need a boy Marcy." I said.

	"No shit..." She said. "All these naked people walking 
around, getting it on, all this shit is just too much."

	"So go with it." May said, pulling her shirt down just a tad 
with a shiver.

	"Fuck, not like that." Marcy said. "Sorry May, but I couldn't 
do this naked shit."

	"Ooo that's it..." Melinda said, obviously in a different 
place. Rick was playing with her clit.

	"What if you get picked?" Kevin said. "For the Program."

	"Fuck no." Marcy said.

	"Hey with those tits you'd do great." Melinda said, coming 
back to focus for a second.

	"Ain't gonna happen."  Marcy said, and then paused. "But I 
guess I'll deal if it does."

	"We got your back." Rubin said.

	Melinda's legs spread out till she bumped me on her left. 
"Oops." She giggled, then "Oh!" as she brought them back in.

	I got up and went over to Kevin and May, giving her a little 
space. "There's goes the no fucking friends rule." Kevin said... 
Rubin and Marcy joined us, and we went quiet enough to keep Rick 
and Melinda out.

	"It'll work itself out." I said. "I think she's really just 
looking to fuck us all."

	"I dunno..." May said. "I think she wants more."

	"Not from me." Marcy said. "I mean, like, she's cool and all, 
but I ain't a dyke."

	"Me either." I said, though really I was starting to think 
about keeping my options open. Not a dyke that is, but I wanted to 
try that kiss again.

	"I mean I think she needs friends..." May said.

	"Yeah, like, I figured that too." I said. I looked back to 
Rick and Melinda; he had one hand in her lap and the other working 
her tits. "Yo Rick! Get laid already will you?" Guy didn't seem to 
take the hint, no wonder he never got much.

	"I keep telling him..." Rubin started. "You gotta take the 
moment. Opportunity might knock, but it ain't gonna open the 
door."

	Behind me I heard a zipper, then some shuffling, and duals 
grunts of pleasure. "It's about time." Marcy's eyes got big - I 
figure she got laid even less than Rick, and from where she was 
sitting she could see it all.

	"Pass me that." She said, reaching for the joint May had. 
"This shit's getting expensive."

	"No shit." Rubin said. "Where'd you get it Kev?" Kevin 
pointed at me. "Oh."

	"It's cool, we got extra." I said.

	

	We sat for a while passing the bud to the sounds of Melinda 
and Rick. Marcy kept squirming over on her bench - after a while I 
just couldn't take it anymore and I had to look back.

	Melinda was still in his lap, facing us. She smiled when she 
saw me, and blew a kiss. She was riding him, and I could see it 
moving in and out. Rick's jeans where piled on the ground below 
him.

	"Shit..." I said.

	"Had to look, didn't you A.C.?" Marcy said. This shit was 
gonna make it hard for us all too just be friends...

	"Now you know how we feel." Kevin said. "Seeing you naked 
this week, getting it on with people..." When had Kevin seen 
me...? Oh... Bio class...

	"Yeah but..." I began.

	"But nothing. Got fuck'n used to May, running 'round all wild 
'n shit. But now you too..." I knew what he was saying 'May's so 
crazy it's easy to dismiss her, but you, you were normal...'

	I remembered Tuesday at lunch, when Marcy'd jacked Kevin off. 
"Ok... But I can't do shit 'bout the Program."

	"Just not used to thinking of you as a bitch." He said. "But 
now I can't stop seeing it."

	"No shit..." Rubin said. "A.C., you're one fine piece of 
ass... but before this week, you was just one of the guys."

	"Well fuck!" May said, "What about me?" She spread her legs 
for emphasis, putting a hand down in there.

	"May... you're so... whatever. All wild and shit... It's easy 
to laugh it off and not pay attention. But if you make us think 
about it, shit'll get all messed up." Rubin said.

	"Yeah." Marcy said, "You're like, a force of nature or 
something."

	"Well fuck..." May said, taking a puff before passing me the 
joint and going over to Rick and Melinda.

	"See what I'm getting at?" Kevin said.

	"Yeah, what's gonna happen when she goes after us?" Rubin 
said. "Me and Kev always divide up the bitches..."

	"I don't fuck what he fucks." Kevin said. "But Melinda's got 
her own plan."

	"So don't fuck her." Marcy said.

	"Heh... Look at that shit..." Kevin said, pointing to 
Melinda, who was riding Rick and frenching May on the bench behind 
me. "Even A.C. wants a piece of that..."

	"What?" I said.

	"Oh come on A.C., you're dripping it all over your coat 
there, and I can see how you look at her..." He was right, seeing 
them - hearing them - fuck behind me was getting me all bothered 
up. And it wasn't Rick I was thinking about - it was that kiss 
Melinda'd given me in gym...

	"... When she kissed me..." I said.

	"Fuck..." Marcy said, in a whisper.

	"I'm just worried. She's gonna want to be part of the gang - 
and I think she's cool and all. But she's also gonna want to fuck 
around with us, and I'm gonna want to do it." Kevin said. "And 
with you and May naked, it's just gonna start changing shit."

	Rick took a drag on the almost smoked out joint, then added 
"Last shit we need - for me and Kev to start competing over you 
three like you was bitches."

	I opened my coat and spread my legs, saying "Well, it's been 
here all along..."

	"Yeah, but it was different before." Kevin said - eyes locked 
on my puffed up clit. "Yeah we always talk shit about who we score 
on. So I know you and May, and even Marcy, fuck around. I know I 
could'a been on your lists... but it wasn't in my face before."

	"Even when May started this whole bottomless trip, she was 
just so wild about it..." Rubin said. "That we laughed it off."

	"So we never thought about how it got us hard." Kevin said.

	"Yeah... you too huh?" Rubin said.

	"This is fucked up..." Marcy said.

	I thought for a minute, lit a new joint, took a drag and 
passed it. "Well, we could toss her..." I gestured behind me. I 
liked Melinda - she was cute and fun like May, but I'd toss her in 
an instant for me crew.

	"No... She's nice, she'll be fun. And... It's too late to go 
back." Rubin said.

	"Not with you in the Program." Kevin said. "Not with what we 
both know's gonna happen in bio."

	"What? What's going on in bio?" Marcy asked.

	"We got this fucked up sex seminar thing going. Lippmann's 
got us all screwing around for the next two weeks." I said.

	"Shit, that sounds kinda fun." Marcy said.

	'Yeah, cept me and A.C. are in it together with May. Sooner 
or later I'll get paired with one of em." Kevin said.

	"So we'll deal." Rubin said, putting out a hand. "We're a 
crew - lifers."

	"Deal with what?" May said, back from fooling with the 
fucking couple behind us - damn Rick was lasting pretty long for a 
guy with so little action.

	"We were just talking about the shit in bio." I said.

	"Oh... that mess..." May said, and we all put our hands 
together, promising to try and keep the friendship even after sex 
entered the picture - hoping to avoid any of that possessive or 
competitive bullshit...

	I heard Rick finish; he yelled out as he came, and managed to 
get Melinda off just after. Looking back I saw her get up, hug 
him, and then come running over. She took the joint and gave it a 
long drag. "Now that was a good fuck!" She said. "I can't believe 
you guys never did any shit with each other. You gotta try him out 
Alandra - way better than what's his name in gym..." Everyone gave 
me a look at that.

	"It's complicated..." I said, to her and them. Rick came 
over, his pants back on. He took a drag and we all sat around in 
silence. May held Melinda - who was all fucked out and clearly 
showing it. She was rubbing something into her belly that I could 
only guess used to belong to Rick. More of it was dripping out of 
her onto May's leg where she straddled her.

	

	After a while the mood shifted - the night was over and we 
left. The gang split at the usual spot - our morning intersection 
- and I found myself walking home with May and Melinda in tow.

	"Wow..." Melinda said. "What a night."

	"Hey where you live?" I asked. Turned out she was at the end 
of a cul-de-sac a block over from me. I remembered the jerks that 
used to live there; they were always trying to pick fights with 
the twins. Another block over was May's place, so we could all 
hook up easy.

	We came to my turn, May 'offered' to walk Melinda home, and I 
doubted one of them would ever make it home tonight. "Hey..." I 
said, then pulled Melinda into me and started a kiss. She felt for 
my pussy while we were at it, and slid two fingers into me while a 
third got to my clit. It was soft and sensuous, like nothing I'd 
ever felt before. Well, before that morning at least. But it was 
over, too quickly... "Yeah..." I said.

	"Well, see you tomorrow A.C." May said, sensing I had 
something on my mind I wanted time for.

	"Um..." Melinda began, pointing to me as May grabbed her arm. 
"Oh, ok." She said. I guess she picked up on the vibe, whatever it 
was. I watched them walk away, wondering just what it was about 
her kiss that made me wonder if maybe going for a girl might not 
be such a bad idea...

	Sure enough, they both turned down Melinda's cul-de-sac 
together. I turned around and went down to my house.

	

	Pa said he came out here 'cause he got sick of living in 
apartment complexes, but the place we had wasn't much more than 
one. Stepping inside I saw the twins at it with that video game, 
and on the couch behind them was Cindy - the freshmen who'd lost 
her clothes. She was passed out and still naked, and I could see 
white film all over her stomach. Her blouse was gone. Manuel still 
had his cock out, sitting there on the floor. When he saw me he 
wiggled the damn thing at me while he and Rosa bust out laughing.

	"Hey. What's up with her?" I asked, taking off my coat and 
tossing it over Pa's chair along with my school bag.

	"She's all fucked out." Rosa said, lifting a skirt to show 
off her pussy. "Me too..." she added. I don't think I'd ever seen 
the twins naked since I had to change their diapers, so it was 
kinda weird.

	"You didn't...?" I looked between the two of them.

	"No stupid, Manuel fucked her and she ate me out! God A.C., 
you're fuck'n gross..." Rosa said.

	"Well... Hey you can't just leave her there." I said.

	"Her parent's are coming by." Manuel said, not really paying 
attention, he was too busy getting his little video game girl to 
get fucked by a bunch of fairies or something.

	"No, you gotta hit the 'A' button to get her to go down on 
him!" Rosa called out. I had a mental image of May running around 
with video game buttons painted on her belly, trying to get all 
the guys - and girls too I guess - to press her 'A' button...

	"When?" I asked; they just shrugged. Fucking unreal, they 
didn't even seem to care about the girl they'd fucked.

	"Hey... wake up." I gently shook Cindy.

	She came to kind of groggy like. "What's?"

	"It's ok girl, let's get you cleaned up. Your parents are 
coming by to pick you up." I said.

	"What... who? Oh Shit!" she called out, looking up, sitting 
up.

	"Yeah, come on." I offered my hand.

	"My clothes...?" She asked. She seemed almost drunk, or maybe 
a little high, but I didn't smell any of Pa's weed.

	"Remember, you lost em at school..." I said.

	"Oh... Oh yeah..." She said, following me into the bathroom. 
We both got into the shower together. I took the little 'pussy 
cat' charm out of my clit ring and started to lather up, then 
offered her the soap, but she just hugged me.

	"This Program got you all fucked up?" she asked. "I've never 
been so horny..."

	"Yeah..." I said. "It really puts some strange shit in your 
head."

	She crouched down to look straight at my crotch. "Hey I 
didn't get to see this up close before, did it hurt?" she touched 
my clit ring, then lightly rubbed along my slit.

	"Yeah, at first. But it feels good now. They said I'd get 
used to it eventually, but I dunno, it's like, something's always 
rubbing me down there..."

	She put a finger in me, and started to stroke it in and out. 
I stepped back, as much as I could in so small a space. "Uh... I'm 
not..." I began.

	"Oh! Oh... I'm sorry. I'm not either, but..." She started.

	"Yeah, the Program... It's ok." I said.

	"I just... Before I was in I didn't, well I never looked at 
another girl so close before, and your ring is so pretty. Is that 
turquoise?" Cindy said.

	"My birthstone, yeah." I said.

	"You two fucking in there?" I heard Rosa call out from the 
living room.

	"Fuck off!" I yelled back, but I doubt she heard me.

	"They treat you ok?" I asked.

	"Yeah, like, it was fun actually..." she said. "Manuel was 
all over me, and I was all over Rosa."

	"I could see - Manuel all over you that is." We giggled over 
that, then I asked "You ok with just being fucked like that?"

	She finished soaping up on top, and moved to her crotch. 
"Well, I guess so. I... I was a virgin till yesterday... It's 
still kinda scary."

	"It's always scary, but if you're horny enough you forget 
that for a little." I said.

	"My friend Carrie said it's not scary with her boyfriend." 
She said.

	"Love... Or some kind of shit, I got a friend that'll fuck 
anything. But I think even she's scared of herself. What happened 
to your virginity?" I said.

	"I got fucked silly." She said with a laugh.

	"They are fucking in there!" I heard Rosa yell out from the 
other side of the door. "You're such a dyke Alani!"

	Hey, I wasn't the one who got my pussy worked over by another 
girl... "You know what I mean Cindy..." I said. She was done 
soaping up, and trying to rinse out her pussy - trying to get 
enough of Manuel's cum out that her parent's didn't freak I guess.

	"Yeah... Swim class, during free swim Joel had a 'request'. 
He's kinda cute and I always wanted him to ask me out back in 
middle school. Coach Roquette said whatever I was ok with was fine 
- so I let him inside me. Coach said the filters would clean out 
the pool pretty fast... It only hurt for a second, then it was 
amazing." She said.

	"I'm jealous." I said. "I've never done it in water."

	"Yeah, I'm sorry, but your brother's got nothing on getting 
fucked in the pool." She said. "What was your first?"

	"You don't want to know." I said, feeling suddenly tense as 
the last of the soap rinsed off me.

	She picked up on my vibe. "It was bad, wasn't it?"

	"I got attacked..." I said, and we dropped it as she gave me 
a hug. I didn't tell her where, or how, or what happened after - 
she didn't need to fear the school the way I used to.

	

	When we'd finished the shower we stepped out into the living 
room. I didn't bother going to my room to put anything on, though 
it did suddenly occur to me that I'd not had any reason to join 
her in that shower...

	"Hey you got a call." Rosa said.

	"Who?" I asked.

	"Fuck if I know. Check the machine." Rosa finished.

	

	The machine gave its speech. "Hi, it's, uh... Jenny. I was... 
Um... Well... I'd like to, maybe, go out sometime. You know... Oh, 
my brother's gonna be in town this weekend, I told him we had 
metal shop together. He couldn't believe they put you in the 
Program. He was like 'A.C., in the fucking Program. I gotta see 
that shit!' Say um... how long did you have to, um, you know, not 
do it, after you got pierced... I was thinking... Well, never 
mind. Hey give me a call, or maybe I'll just see you in class... 
Bye..." And she ended it with a kissing sound. Fuck, I didn't need 
Jenny complicating things. She just made me think of a real 
mistake of a boyfriend. I wonder if she knew how creepy her 
brothers were... She must've got the number from Anthony. I had a 
very uncomfortable image of me over showing up naked over there, 
and being greeted at the door by her brothers and that great dane 
of theirs... I think Anthony said something about going into 
making films... There was no fucking way I'd be going over there 
without backup.

	

	We sat in the living room and she struck up a conversation 
with the twins. I watched as the three of them played the video 
game - it was kinda funny watching a naked girl play a game about 
a naked girl.

	"Yeah like that." Manuel said, pointing to the screen. "I've 
managed to find three of her cum scenes, keep hitting A, then X, 
no... up and down. Yeah, there she goes. Hey Rosa, she found a new 
one!" the little 3D redhead on my TV was cumming for all her 
digital worth on the cock of some guy that looked like a fantasy 
barbarian with pointy ears -whatever. I wondered how they did the 
voices for these things. I'll bet that geek Saul played this 
thing. I'd have to ask Melinda if she'd ever managed to get his 
cock inside her or not.

	I looked at the game's manual for a bit - there was a section 
on the 'educational' part of the game. Instead of playing you 
could watch 'instructional videos' with your friends, or so the 
guide said. There was a 'National Program Seal of Approval' on the 
back page, which made me think of some of the shit in civics 
class.

	"You just gonna sit there like some cheap ass whore?" Rosa 
asked. "Pa'll be home soon."

	"Whatever..." I said. "You might wanna put your pants back on 
soon Manuel." Cindy was jacking him off and giggling, so I don't 
think he was in a mood for that at the moment. I didn't really 
care for seeing my brother get off, so I got up to check on Pa's 
meds. "Cindy, we don't need you taking another shower..."

	"Oh... Yeah..." I heard her call back. Pa'd taken all his 
meds, from what I could count, so I put my coat and my bag in my 
room and went through some tunes till I heard the front door 
opening.

	

	When I stepped into the living room, Pa was there with Dan. 
Manuel had put his pants back on, but Cindy was still there 
completely naked and currently playing the video game.

	"Alandra, where are your clothes? We're not doing the 
'outreach' part of that Program."

	I just shrugged. "Yeah Pa, I know, I'm just comfortable like 
this for now." I gave Dan a hug. "How's it going? You guys have 
fun?"

	"Yeah. So they drafted you for this Program thing?" Dan 
asked.

	"Yep." I spun around for him, Dan was safe. "Check it out. 
Pretty fu... strange."

	"Well I'm sure you're making hell for all those boys." Dan 
said.

	"Rosa, who's your friend?" Pa asked.

	"Um... Cindy. She's in that stupid Program too." Rosa said.

	"Hi Mr. Cabrera." Cindy waved from the screen, then looked 
from Pa to Dan and back in a curious sort of way.

	"Her parents are picking her up soon." I said. I think they 
were coming soon.

	"Uh, at 9 I guess." Cindy said.

	"Well, where are your clothes?" Pa asked.

	"Some boys got to the bin and took them before we could catch 
em." I said.

	"Very well, but this isn't going to be one of those naked 
families Alandra." Pa said.

	"Well, give me a call - maybe we can get together on the 
weekend." Dan said to Pa.

	"Sure. Let me walk you out." Pa said, and they were back out 
the door.

	

	"What's the deal with your dad?" Cindy asked.

	"He thinks this whole Program thing is some kind of 
conspiracy." Rosa said.

	Cindy laughed. "My mom's the same way."

	Pa came back in, gave us all a once over, then left for the 
kitchen. I followed him in.

	"Hey..." I said.

	"Hey, so how's school?" Pa asked.

	"Fine... It's kinda weird." I said.

	"Don't let that Program thing get to your head - you know 
they're just trying to brainwash you." Pa said, rolling up a 
joint.

	I pointed to the living room. "Her parents should be here 
soon." Pa put the joint away. "Yeah, but... well, I tried to get 
dressed this morning, and it all felt so confining. I just wore my 
coat - cause it was cold." I said.

	"Just make sure it's really your choice." He said.

	"Sure Pa." I kissed him on the forehead. "May's got a new 
friend... She might come over..."

	Pa chuckled. "See, that's what I mean... May's a sweet girl, 
but they got to her somehow..." He had a point. "Even I can see 
you've grown into a beautiful young woman Alandra. Take care with 
that." I turned to go and he gave me a pat on the behind as I 
left.

	

	Cindy's parent got there not ten minutes later. Her mother 
was a bit shocked to see the girl naked, till I explained things. 
"Cindy you should've asked to borrow something."

	"But mom... It's fun being naked." Cindy said.

	"Well, it's just not right... at your age too..." Her mom 
said. Pa kept amazingly silent, but I could tell her mother didn't 
like a man his age seeing her daughter nude. Little did she 
know... I was just glad the video game was off when she came in.

	"Hey." I began. "Put an extra outfit in your bag tomorrow. 
You can bring it over just in case." That seemed to soothe her 
mother, and I figure Cindy was smart enough to know I wouldn't 
make her wear it anymore than I would let someone make me get 
dressed if I didn't want to.

	Cindy gave me and Rosa naked hugs. What a feeling - she was 
soft all over me. But the hug in the shower had been even better - 
wet and soft. Her mother didn't seem to catch the effect in our 
nipples, and I crossed my legs to keep her from seeing me swell up 
down below. When she went to hug Manuel 'mom' tugged her away and 
said "Well, we don't want to keep dinner waiting. It was nice 
meeting you." She shook Pa's hand and they exchanged forced 
smiles.

	

	"Now there's a girl that needs to be naked." Pa said, as soon 
as she was gone. I looked at him in surprise. "Her mother..." He 
said, going back to the kitchen and lighting up his joint.

	"Hey we got anything to eat around here?" I asked into the 
air, rooting through the fridge. I popped some frozen burritos in 
the microwave and passed around the results. After that I went 
upstairs and read a little shit for civics class.

	

	The civics homework talked about changes in the workplace. 
There was shit in there about women who worked with the public 
being able to be put under nude dress codes. It was argued out in 
the courts as 'a company's right to ensure it's employee's 
maintained a professional appearance conductive to business' - 
which I guess meant they could get us to show off our pussies to 
bring in more customers. Apparently dress codes had been legal for 
decades, but in the past had always gone the other way - to keep 
people looking conservative. Whatever, I guess I'd better get used 
to being naked, cause I'd probably have to some day if I wanted a 
job. May's mom already had to go to work nude, so I sorta knew 
about this already.

	The second half of the reading talked about prostitution, 
both male and female. Mrs. Jacobs put in notes about several 
states overturning prostitution laws in the last few years - many 
of those also put strict health rules, but that was breaking down 
with all the STD and AIDS vaccines. Some of them even regulated 
pimping and brothels - allowing companies that sold sex. Pa would 
say it was just a way men could ensure a hold on the money. He 
said prostitution was the original form of female empowerment - 
giving girl's economic control over their sexuality. Pa said it'd 
been illegal for so long not because anyone was hurt by it, but 
because men wanted control over sex. But that was Pa - but I 
imagine Ms. Lippmann and Ms. Magante would agree with him.

	I didn't see myself ever selling a fuck, so I'd never really 
given it much thought. Way I saw it, with all this Program shit 
the cost of a fuck was gonna go down pretty fast. Maybe that's why 
they were legalizing it - now that it really wasn't worth all that 
much. Or whatever.

	Maybe they just wanted... Hmm... Mrs. Jacobs had an 
interesting page on some companies that were hiring women as 
'sexual consultants' - putting a certain amount of sexual activity 
into their contracts, as long as the main job was about serving 
the other people in some way. Like secretaries. Maybe that's what 
this legal prostitution was all about.

	Mrs. Jacobs said they'd only managed to do it with certain 
types of jobs. All the more reason for some girls to get an 
education I guess. If prostitution was legal, was it sexual 
harassment to hire a woman to have sex with you, your customers, 
or your other workers? Was it harassment to make it part of her 
job, and not all? Was it harassment to refuse to hire her unless 
she was also a prostitute? What about men? They were all trying to 
figure out just how much sex they could make a person be hired 
for.

	It was clear that a boss couldn't demand sex if the woman 
hadn't been hired for it. It just wasn't clear what kinds of jobs 
you could add it to and call it a reasonable part of the job.

	

	Way I saw it, I was probably fucked either way - the only 
kind of work I'd ever be able to get would have me dishing my 
pussy out to the public or to old guys in suits... I guess I'd 
have to sell my fucks someday after all...

	The male prostitution stuff was a lot tamer looking. Just as 
legal now, the men weren't finding many jobs demanding sex yet. 
The only examples she had in the reading were a few personal 
assistants and trainers. There was some weirder shit going on out 
in San Francisco, but there was always weirder shit out there from 
what Pa said.

	Mrs. Jacobs ended it by saying the Supreme Court was looking 
at a woman in a state where prostitution was illegal saying she 
had a fundamental right to freely employ her own body. It was 
something about freedom of religion, privacy, and contract. Mrs. 
Jacobs wanted us to think about that, if we thought she'd win. If 
she did, prostitution would be legal in the whole country.

	Pa had said he thought this Program shit was some kind of 
conservative sneak attack. If you figured people wouldn't want 
sex, you could figure that being forced to have it to keep a job 
might send a lot of girl's back home - as housewives. It could 
also make it hard for lesbians to get work. Pa would love reading 
this shit. Personally I think that was a bit much. I doubted that 
idea the moment it hit me, but you never know.

	

	If teaching was all about spooking the shit out of kids; Mrs. 
Jacobs was a natural. This shit looked even more fucked up than 
what I read yesterday, and I could only guess what class would be 
like tomorrow.

	The rest of my homework was five math questions, asking me to 
figure out what 'x' stood for. I think I got some of them. I'd 
never been one for homework, but if I was gonna be up there at the 
front of class, I'd better not look stupid. I could slack off next 
week - what could they do after all? Make me go naked? I'd 
probably already be naked. Mr. Turner had wanted us to think about 
some kind of short story, but nothing was coming to me, so I just 
tried to go to sleep.

	

	I kept waking up though, visions of all the sex I'd had or 
seen earlier rolling through my mind. That, or me in a giant 
office somewhere with glasses on and thousands of old guys lined 
up to fuck me. I needed to tell Mrs. Jacobs to lighten up on the 
reading. Fuck that, I needed to tell the world to slow the fuck 
down with this Program shit...

	Somewhere in the middle of the night I got up, played with my 
dildo for a while, and sighed myself back to sleep finally settled 
down. My last thought was that I'd had the thing on when Cindy's 
mom showed up - stuck to my waist chain where both her and Pa 
could see it... I wonder what they'd thought of that...

	

	[To be continued...]

	

	

	

	


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