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Title: Alandra Naked in School - Thursday (29,883 words)
Author: Tenyari
Part: 4
Universe: Naked in School
Keywords: exhib, voy, naked, ff, mf, Mf, viol
Summary: School troublemaker Alandra Cabrera finds herself forced 
to attend school naked after she is drafted into a new sweeping 
social program.
Copyright: May 22, 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 
version.

Special author note: I mean it about the adult reading. If you are 
what your local area defines as a minor, get your punk ass out of 
here. This story is a fantasy about teens, but it's NOT meant to 
be read by those of them who are under the age of consent.
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	I must've really tossed and turned when I slept last night. 
My sheets were on the floor, the vibrator had rolled off the bed 
and was by the door, and my favorite teddy bear was under my left 
foot. I'd had him since I was three, he was missing an eye, I'd 
glued on a new mouth when I was in Kindergarten, and added a clip-
on fastener to his back in middle school.

	An idea hit me, I took the little 'cartoon pussy cat' charm 
I'd bought and held it up to Teddy's missing eye. A little big, 
but it would sorta fit. Getting a needle out of my desk I quickly 
sewed it in place, kissed it, and then clipped Teddy to my bag. 
Maybe later I'd sew a clip there, so I could take it off and 'wear 
Teddy's eye' on my pussy. That gave me a fit of giggles, and I 
heard Pa call out "You up Alandra?"

	"Yeah!" I yelled back. I yawned; fuck I was tired. There'd 
been a lot of shit to deal with yesterday. I stretched and stepped 
out into the hallway. The twins weren't up yet, from the sounds of 
things, so I took a morning piss, brushed my teeth, and went into 
the kitchen.

	"Alandra..." Pa began, then looking up from his morning 
coffee; "where are your clothes?"

	"Oh!" I hadn't even noticed I was nude. Fuck it I figured, "I 
dunno, what's the point?"

	"Well you should consider putting something on." He said.

	"Take your pills Pa." I went over and kissed him on the 
forehead, got a bowl of cereal and sat down.

	"You gonna put milk on that?" He asked.

	"Oh, yeah..." I said, going to the fridge. He followed me 
with a look.

	"So how's this Program been for you?" He asked.

	I shrugged. "Fine enough. It's pretty wild shit." I said.

	"Don't swear hon." He gathered up the proper pills, I handed 
over a glass of water, then sat down with my milk. I counted them 
all out as he took them. "No trouble then?"

	"Nothing really. Just a lot of sex." I waited for a reaction. 
"They've got me fucking like a mad bunny..." Still no reaction... 
"I got fucked..." I started counting off fingers, still no 
reaction. I poured the milk, spilling a little onto my tits. How 
rudely appropriate...

	I looked up, and just stared at him for a moment. Finally he 
put his cup down and said "Alandra you've been sexually active 
for, what, three years now? I'm well aware of what this Program 
does."

	"Yeah... well, you could try giving a... never mind." I 
sighed and ate a little, looking down at my shaved cunt and 
wondering. "Hey, why'd you put me in that sex seminar anyway, if 
you think the Program is... well, whatever." 

	"It seemed wise, you're gonna explore anyway, find your 
sexuality. Perhaps it'll give you some guidance, especially in 
light of the Program." He said.

	"As if..." I said. "She's just got us fu- having sex. We talk 
about it a little, but it's mostly just gett'n off in class."

	"Well, perhaps. It might develop more. Give it patience." He 
said. I stood, my bowl finished. He looked up and focused in on my 
pussy. "Why Ðdid- you get that?"

	"I dunno." I said. "Just because." I briefly touched my clit 
ring. Put where it was, it left my clit exposed and on permanent 
display. If I didn't know better about Pa, it probably woulda made 
me nervous having him stare at it like that. "It seemed fun at the 
time."

	"You got it because you knew people would object, didn't 
you?" He said. I didn't answer, so he said; "Alandra, you need to 
focus your energy Ð find a purpose for yourself. Rebellion is a 
good thing, but not if it doesn't go anywhere." Who was he to 
talk?

	I put my bowl in the sink, and heard the door to the twin's 
room open. "Yeah well, I been thinking... Maybe that's a good 
thing about this Program, it's got me thinking on sh-, stuff."

	"You still acting like some naked slut?" Rosa said from 
behind me. I caught her hand just before she was about to pinch my 
ass.

	"Shut up Rosa." I said. Then to Pa "We've got an appointment 
with Samantha tonight. Don't be late Pa."

	"What time?"

	"4:30, she's coming here." I said. "Read the mail." I gave 
him the stack from yesterday. "It's on the calendar too." I 
pointed to the calendar we kept by the fridge.

	I started to leave for the bathroom, but Manuel came out. 
"Damn Alani; you giving up clothes or what?"

	Hmm... Was I? "Fuck off Manuel" I said as I passed him.

	"She's such a bitch." I heard him say as I got to the shower.

	"Don't talk like that about your sister." Pa said.


	I showered, listening to the radio. They said it'd be a 
little warmer today, and then it was all music. I sat on the edge 
of the tub and shaved off a little pubic stubble. Rosa came in as 
I was toweling off. I guess she figured I didn't need privacy 
anymore. "Hey Alani? What'd you think of Cindy?" She asked.

	"She seemed cool. You like her?" I asked with a grin.

	Rosa stopped cold for a second, half undressed for her own 
shower. "Ew! Not like that..."

	"Hey you're the one who fucked her, not me..." I said.

	"Did not! She just sucked on my pussy... Manuel fucked her." 
she said.

	"Rosa... How do you think girls fuck each other?" I said as I 
walked away leaving her standing there.


	In my room I clipped my dildo onto the waist chain. I put a 
leather belt into my bag though, for after school. I figured 
they'd call that clothing if I tried to wear it. I got a silly 
idea and put my sandy blond hair into two pig tails then otherwise 
naked and barefoot I grabbed my shoulder bag and walked out.

	I passed Rosa in the hall on my way out. She whispered to me 
"Does that make me a lezzie?"

	"No. I don't think so." She looked relieved. "You like boys?" 
She nodded Ð she was 15, the same age I'd been when I had my 
virginity forced from me. "Consider it an experiment." I said, 
walking on.

	"But... I want her to do it again..." she whispered to my 
back, before going into her and Manuel's room. The place was too 
small for us to each have a room, so Pa sorted us out by age Ð the 
twins got stuck together. They never objected, even when they hit 
puberty, so it just kind of stayed that way. Personally I always 
thought it was a little too close to incest, but I also didn't 
want to give half my room to the little bitch next door...

	Rosa was still naked when she went in from the shower, but 
that didn't stop Manuel from following her in to get dressed. 
Whatever Ð twins. On the other hand, I'd been showing my stuff all 
week anyway, so who was I to question it.

	"See you later Pa." I yelled from the doorway. He called 
something back but it met the door.


	A block down I looked to the end of the cul-de-sac, wondering 
who'd be coming out of that door. They'd probably wait for me here 
if they came out first, rather than our usual spot. So I stood 
waiting.

	"Hey mamacita! Give me some of that loving!" some guy called 
out from a car as he passed by honking his horn.

	"Fuck off!" I yelled back, and they slowed down to a stop 
looking for trouble.

	"You talking back to me bitch?" he called out. They looked 
maybe college age Ð two guys, probably students at the junior 
college across town.

	I pulled my knife from my bag. "You wanna know what's it like 
to be a woman?" I called back. "Get out of that car and I'll kick 
your ass white boy!"

	"Hey come on Ray, it's not worth it. We're gonna be late." 
The guy in the passenger seat called over.

	"Fuck that Jim. Damn naked bitches need to get what they got 
coming." He opened his door, but I heard the sound of a shotgun 
getting cocked behind me, and he stopped cold.

	"You punks get out of here!" some old lady called out, 
pointing her gun at the car. Shit, I could'a taken them, but I 
guess that put a stop to it. They sped off. "Young lady, you 
should put something on." She called out to me.

	"I'm in the Pro-" but her door slammed shut on my words. 
Whatever lady... Thanks anyway.

	My gaze followed past her corner house, and at the end of the 
block I saw first May, and then Melinda step out of Melinda's 
house. They held hands as they came walking up. When they got to 
me they were freshly showered, with matching ribbons in their 
hair. They were both naked, but May had a new t-shirt on. "She 
insisted" Melinda said, tugging on the shirt. "I gave her one of 
my crop tops." May shrugged and smiled at me.

	Their pussies were swollen and red. "You guys just finish 
fucking or what?" I said, looking down at them.

	May got weak in the knees, squirming down and sighing out 
"Yeah..." Melinda just blushed, so that her cheeks and chest 
matched her cunt Ð which was redder than the light bush above it.

	They split and each took me by one arm as we marched off 
towards school - three bottomless barefoot girls giggling down the 
sidewalk.

	"So...?" I asked.

	"Yeah?" May said. Melinda's hand strayed to my butt.

	"Are you fuck'n gonna tell me about it or what?" I said

	"May's an even better fuck than Rick." Melinda said. Hmm...

	I looked over at May, who was beaming with pride and a sexual 
after glow. "May's fuck'd a lot more."

	"I know what I'm doing." May said, like she was telling you 
the time of day.

	"May's the best little mother-fucker I know." I said, causing 
Melinda to giggle.

	"Hey! I'll fuck a lot of people, but I don't fuck my mom!" 
May said, leaving us all in laughter. Then she whispered in my 
ear; "You should try her out."

	Melinda whispered into my other ear; "I want you."

	I stopped Ðblushing hard- causing them to stumble. "Slow down 
guys, too fast for me. I'm not ready to fuck another girl." 
Melinda looked disappointed, so I kissed her.

	I'd meant it for the cheek, but the little bitch turned and 
got me lip locked. I was snared and helpless. Her tongue was in 
me, softly strolling through my mouth. Her lips were full, soft 
and sensual. May and Kevin were the only people I knew with fuller 
lips, but I doubt either of them could kiss like this. I felt my 
arms drop, and my knees go weak. Then she broke away and I gasped. 
"I'll say she's ready." May called out to Melinda's giggles. No 
shit, they had me, I was just too scared to try. What if this shit 
ran in the family? I didn't want to be a lezzie.

	"Fuck me..." I sighed, not meaning it literally. But I 
grabbed her head and pulled her to me, going for another one. We 
kissed again. It was pure bliss, I never imagined a kiss could be 
like that Ð guys always just sort of rampaged around in there like 
it was a fight then moved on. Somebody put fingers in my cunt, and 
when my mind said 'hey, that's a girl doing that' I told it to 
fuck off. But the hand left anyway, and I whimpered into the kiss, 
until it came back, traveling up my stomach soft and slow to cup 
my breast.

	Then a car horn honked, and I was back on the street looking 
around while May and Melinda giggled.

	"I was looking for pussy, but I guess you three'll do!" Kevin 
called out from inside his car. What was he doing driving it 
anyway? Kevin almost never drove.

	"Yo Kev!" May called out, running around the car to claim 
shotgun.

	"A.C.?" He asked.

	"You... You gotta..." I stammered out, pointing to Melinda. 
She walked over to the window, leaned in, took his face and kissed 
him. I had a straight on view of her ass and vulva sticking up and 
pointing back at me. What the heck, as I walked up to the car door 
I poked her in the pussy, giggled, and got in.

	"Hey!" she bumped her head up in the car. "Ow!" She looked 
around with a grin, then got in and scooted me over.

	"Well good morning to you too..." Kevin said to Melinda. 
"What's got you all fuck'd up A.C.?" He asked. I just shrugged as 
Melinda kept scooting me over till she was in the middle. She 
spread her legs so he'd see her pussy if he checked the mirror. 
Was I the only one who noticed how good she kissed? What the fuck 
was that about?

	"Hey Kev, what's up with the car?" I asked.

	"Had to get some shit out of it last night after we split. 
Just wanna drop it back at school." He said. I wondered what that 
was about.


	We got to school pretty early. Kevin parked his car across 
the street; we stashed our knives in the usual spot. He had a few 
extra boxes in the trunk today, but I didn't ask about it. Melinda 
paused for a second, then took a skirt out of her bag and tossed 
it in with the rest of our stash. We shared a smoke off campus 
until the rest of the gang arrived, then made our way through the 
metal detectors, down the alley, and towards south gate.


	Ricky Montico was there on the steps outside the entrance, 
with a crowd of boys around him. Boys? What was that about? I and 
my gang approached to figure out the deal.

	He was getting twenty questions, and more, on just why the 
girls kept coming to him to get him to make 'requests'.

	"Well it's easy," I said; "Ricky's got magic hands."

	"What the fuck does that mean?" a younger looking boy asked Ð 
freshman most likely.

	Ricky was trying to explain how to touch a girl, how to get 
her going and wanting to come back for more. The guys around him 
though, they just didn't seem to be getting it, most of them were 
getting distracted by the site of naked May, Melinda, and me Ð 
even though May still had Melinda's shirt on.

	"Hey Ricky, how about a demonstration?" I said as I kicked 
his legs apart and sat between them. I tossed my bag to May, stuck 
my tongue out at Melinda Ð why did I do that? - and leaned back 
into Ricky. I took my legs, spread them, and dropped them up over 
and around Ricky's.

	"Morning A.C. Gentleman, pay attention." Ricky began. Guys 
always had to act like they were putting on a show... He went to 
work on me. Ricky started by brushing up my arms. "We've got time 
right?" He asked.

	"Ten, fifteen minutes." May said, standing to the side.

	Ricky brushed me softly, moved up to my cheeks, and down to 
my neck Ð petting me like a favored pussy cat. "Meow." I called 
out before giggling.

	"Fuck man, do her cunt." Some boy called out. I glared at 
him.

	"Watch and learn." Melinda said.

	"But he's supposed to get her off." The boy said. She just 
rolled her eyes, some guys were hopeless.

	"Shut up Jay." A boy next to him said. Ricky massaged my neck 
and then moved slowly down. He brushed my sides, skipping my 
breasts to come in at my belly and move up. I closed my eyes as he 
cupped my breasts. I heard Melinda sigh Ð right then, she wanted 
to be me. Well I got here first, so 'nyah'.

	Funny how someone like Ricky can do that. He ran circles 
around my breasts, slowly moving in, then away before he got too 
close. "Oh Ricky, get on with it will you?" I begged, not really 
wanting him to listen to me. He continued for another minute or 
more, before moving in. He ran another few circles around my 
areola before deciding my nipples needed pampering. "Oooh!" I 
gasped out, when he'd finally gone for the kill with a gentle 
squeeze.

	He was giving some kind of speech "Notice, gentlemen, how I 
waited till she was 'just right' before..." Some sort of bullshit 
like that, with his 'gentlemen' thing. Ricky may be a natural, but 
he was still a stupid kid with an overgrown idea of himself.

	"Oh shut up already..." I said in a whisper. Truth is his 
dumb speech was probably doing me and every other girl in this 
school a favor. If even one of these guys got it, things might be 
a lot better around here...

	His hands left my breasts and I gave a pleading sigh as they 
moved up to my neck, then down my sides. He came in around my 
belly, and ran a circle over my navel before traveling down. Then 
the little bastard skipped where he belonged and went for the 
insides of my thighs. "You little fuck..." I said in a low growl.

	"Hey man, she wants it already." The boy from before said.

	"Shut the fuck up Jay." His friend said. Yeah Jay, shut up Ð 
what do you know?

	If I could have spread my legs more I would have. He moved up 
my inner thighs and around my pubic mound, but kept clear of the 
target. I was raining puddles on the front of his jeans, or at 
least, with my eyes shut I knew I sure had to be...

	"You see gentlemen, a girl makes love with her mind, not her 
body Ð you have to build her up." Ricky said. How right he was I 
thought, at least for me. But this was hardly love...

	That was when he finally went in. I gasped, and my eyes 
popped open as he ran a finger up my slit. One tiny finger, one 
brush, and it set me on fire from the anticipation. I saw Melinda 
with her eyes locked on my cunt, along with a pack of boys I 
didn't know. My crew wasn't there Ð they'd given me space. Rick 
and Rubin were by the bins, but I didn't see anyone else. I 
thought I heard May grunt from somewhere behind Melinda, which 
wouldn't surprise me. I closed my eyes again.

	He waited a full second Ð have you ever noticed how long a 
second really is? Ð before touching me again. Both hands, running 
up and down my slit a few times, then one down below cupping me as 
the other brushed through my clit and tugged on the ring. "I can't 
believe how smooth you are A.C." He said as he gently spread my 
labia apart.

	"I touched it up this morning." I said as he brushed along 
the inside.

	"Heh... I bet she's not a natural blond." Jay said. I 
wondered if I should put a face to that voice, so I'd know whose 
ass to kick later on. He's was probably a freshman though, maybe 
he'd learn something if I gave him a little slack...

	"Jay..." the same kid as before began.

	"Yeah Jay, shut up." I finished. Shaking my hair I added 
"It's all real." People often thought it was fake, cause I was so 
tanned. If not for my hair they'd all think I was Arab and not 
Spanish Ð a Spanish beauty was how Pa put it once, when he was 
trying to make me feel good about not being like the other girls 
in kindergarten.

	Ricky's fingers were in me then out again. "Hey..." I 
muttered. He went in again, with one more finger. This time he 
didn't come out, rather he started up a pumping rhythm broken 
every now and then by his other hand on my clit. A moment of that 
and then he took his hands out and cupped my mound, tugging it 
around in circles before penetrating again. Ricky kept up an 
irregular pattern. Thanks to the Program I'd seen enough guys jack 
off to know they usually just found something and kept at it till 
they came, but Ricky varied when he did me Ð seeming to guess just 
what my body needed at any one moment. When I got really hot and 
heavy I started to buck back on his hand, and he took that as a 
sign to pick up the speed and strength of the three fingers in me. 
I remembered something from yesterday morning, were he'd rammed 
his fingers into a freshman girl so hard it almost looked like he 
was hitting her. But it's a whole different thing when you're 
building up to your peak, and that's where we were. I screamed 
out, gasped, and rocked my hips wildly as he brought me up, held 
me there, and then sent me over.

	Then he was running his hands along my side, over my chest, 
down my breasts, and finally hugging me over my belly. He rocked 
gently side to side as I regained my breath and slowly opened my 
eyes. I looked at a crowd of boys, all of them clearly in need of 
some kind of relief. "That boys, is how you make a girl cum." I 
said, getting up, turning around and bending at the waist to give 
a Ricky a thankful kiss on the lips.

	"My pleasure." Ricky said. I knew he was hard, but he didn't 
ask for anything.

	"Need help with this?" I asked, rubbing the front of his 
jeans.

	"Can I?" Melinda said from behind me as she put a hand on my 
ass. I looked back and thought about it.

	"Sure." I said and then turned back to Ricky, "if it's ok 
with you?"

	He just smiled and shrugged. I moved out of the way as she 
got in my space. Melinda unzipped him, and together they managed 
to get his jeans down. She turned to face the crowd as she sat 
down upon him Ð going straight for the kill and not spending any 
time on foreplay. The bell would ring soon, and there really 
wasn't a moment to lose. She looked at me with an odd look in her 
eyes, as if she wanted something. "A.C.?" She asked.

	I didn't understand, so I just said "I gotta find May." I 
left her there, hearing behind me the sounds of sex. May wasn't 
far, only the other end of the steps where she was sitting on the 
step-post at the end of the cement railing with her hands behind 
her holding her up as she leaned back. There was a senior I knew 
as Tom... something or other, in front of her. He was one of the 
boys in the Program this week; I hadn't given those boys much 
attention, and barely knew who they were. But there he was Ð 
holding her legs up around him as he rammed his cock into her to a 
small audience of mostly boys.

	It figures I guess Ð with May around, this whole scene took 
on a different nature, though I guess I started it today. May was 
blinking and gasping in time to his thrusts, making little 'o's 
with her mouth. I'm sure it was really getting the guys going Ð a 
few of them were even going at it by themselves. If I'd stayed 
there, I would have been a target to their 'RR's, so I looked 
around for the rest of the gang. Kevin and Marcy were out by the 
fence across the alley, keeping an eye on the scene. Rick and 
Rubin must've been lost in the bins still; hassling somebody.

	"Damn A.C., what the fuck's that all about?" Marcy asked.

	"You'll see when you get picked." I said. "I need a smoke. 
Ricky's got damn good hands..."

	Kevin looked off to the gate. "No time." He said.

	"Yeah, well fuck, guess I'll get by." I saw Cindy come up, 
dressed in a long brown and yellow stripped frilly skirt with a 
matching yellow blouse. "Hey!" I called out as she started to 
pass.

	She looked over, smiled, and walked up to me with a morning 
hug. "Where's Manuel and Rosa?" she asked, looking around.

	"Fuck if I know." I said. "I left early."

	She opened her bag, showing me a bikini. "I did what you 
said, my mom made me, but I managed to talk her down to this."

	I laughed at the outfit, it was a pretty nice thong affair Ð 
it was just funny that this is what amounted to well dressed. 
"Well, you only gotta wear it if you wanna." I said. "Better 
strip, bell's gonna ring soon." Then to Kevin "Check her out, not 
bad."

	Kevin watched, as did I, while she pulled away the blouse, 
handed it to me, than dropped the skirt. She was naked and 
barefoot underneath. I gave her blouse back, and she bounced off 
to drop it all in the bin. When she came back she said; "It's a 
hand-me-down. If those jerks take it it'll be on my mom."

	"Hey." I said, seeing the twins come up the alley. I pointed 
them out and she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before running 
off.

	"Yeah I'd fuck her. She got a thing for Manuel?" Kevin asked.

	"I dunno, I'm not sure which one of them she's got a thing 
for..." I said.

	"Ew..." Marcy said. She let out a long breath and looked 
around before saying "What the fuck? What's with all this lezzie 
shit? Program's messing shit up."

	"I don't know Marcy..." I thought about Melinda and her 
kisses. "I don't fucking know..."


	The bell rang and we started in. I saw Rick and Rubin come 
out of a crowd near the bins. They waved as they went in. Melinda 
showed up out of nowhere. "How was Ricky?" I asked. She looked 
like she was about to cry, shook her head, then grabbed me and 
pulled me in for a kiss. I tried to pull back, seeing people stop 
to look. "Hey..." I started, but she had me the moment we made 
contact. I melted again as her tongue made love to my lips.

	"What the..." I began dizzily when she let me loose.

	She had a teary smile on her face as she said; "See you in 
gym." She poked a finger in me below, licked it, and ran off.S

	"A.C.?" I heard May say nervously to my left. She looked 
freshly fucked. "Something's up." We walked together towards 
Study, ignoring a few boys who asked to stop us for an 'RR.' I 
heard Kevin tell one of them they'd missed their chance outside, 
but he left to make his own way to class. I pulled May into a 
restroom just before class. "You need to wash up." I said.

	"You too." She said, pointing down to my crotch. We cleaned 
off without saying much, then left.

	When I asked why Melinda was sad May just looked at me and 
shook her head.


	In study Rubin and Fatima were already there. We joined them. 
Fatima looked very different Ð she had jeans and a t-shirt like 
yesterday, but for her head she'd gone down to a bandana tied over 
her hair, which was long, black, and flowing out behind.

	"Wow!" May said. "You've got lovely hair." It went well with 
Fatima's dark skin Ð she was darker than Kevin.

	"Hey." I said. "How'd it go last night?"
 
	"Father was very angry to learn about my friends." She said. 
"But uncle said he trusted you." Well her uncle was a fool... "He 
said we had to accept those who accepted us Ð even if they were 
different."

	"Yeah well, I guess that makes sense." Rubin said.

	Don came in and took roll. He had two extra cups of coffee, 
which he dropped on my desk. "Thanks Mr. Jackson." I said, passing 
one over to May.

	"I was thinking about the other day. Nice pig tails." He 
said. May scooted down in her desk and spread her legs Ð to give 
him a good view. Some kind of reward I guess. We kept talking. A 
few of the other kids had groups of their own, but about half of 
them just sat through study trying to find something to do.

	Halfway through the period May leaned over and whispered in 
my ear. "I think Melinda likes you." What?

	"Yeah well, I like her too." I said.

	"No... That's not what I mean." She said back, keeping her 
voice real quite. She sighed, then said "But I think... I, well, I 
think I like her."

	Oh shit. "Yeah well, like, it'll figure itself out." I said.

	"What about you?" She asked.

	"Um... May, it's just, well. You know... I'm just not like 
that May." Even if I could deal with other girls, even if I did 
try sex with them, I'm just not sure I could really get into one. 
May sat there for a bit thinking, so I said; "May, we hardly know 
her. She's fun yeah, and maybe you think she's a good fuck. But, 
well Ð you're both new to this."

	"Yeah..." She said after a minute. "We were lezzie virgins." 
Were, that was the key word there. May was on something new, just 
as she was spinning out of control with sex. It wasn't the best 
time for all this. For the rest of the class I had visions of May 
and Melinda fucking all night long stuck in my head. I found 
myself absent mindedly stroking away with the dildo.

	Just before bell, Rubin called out "Smells like fuck'n pussy 
around here. You guys are driving me fuck'n nuts." Fatima just 
looked confused, not quite getting what was going on.

	"See you at lunch?" I asked her as we left.

	"Ok." She said; seemingly glad to have people to be around.

	

	I walked through the halls after study on my way to spook 
class. Civics, the class that was driving me nuts with all the 
shit I was learning. I wondered for a second; if I'd taken that my 
freshman year would I have been a different kind of student Ð more 
like those college track kids? I wasn't stupid after all; I just 
didn't give a shit. This place had always felt like a waste of my 
time.

	I saw a boy ahead of me who was in the Program getting 
inspected. Two girls had him in the position and one of them was 
fondling his goods. He was pretty hard and looked proud of 
himself. As I passed them I leaned over and whispered to the 
second girl "Give it a taste." Her eyes got big, then feral.

	"Oh shit yeah!" I heard behind me from the boy. I giggled as 
I moved on.

	"Hey Alandra!" It was Calvin, I finally remembered his name. 
I turned to say hi. At the beginning of the week this punk had 
really ticked me off. Now he was clean, polite, and seemed to have 
picked up a girl. The same one from yesterday, only her outfit was 
even wilder than before. It consisted of stockings, low heels, and 
a shelf top corset - leaving her breasts and waist bare. Her pussy 
was shaved like mine.

	"Hey you two." I looked to the girl "Love the outfit Ð real 
sexy. Did you try my idea?" I asked.

	"Yeah. Calvin and Paul came over and we all had a blast." She 
said.

	"Her pussy is so beautiful." Calvin said; putting a finger 
right into her like it was the most normal thing to. These days, 
it almost was. "Hal and I shaved it for her."

	"Oooo... it felt so good." She said squirming down, pulling 
Calvin's finger out of her.

	"Hey I never got your name?" I asked her.

	"Sandy, like your hair." She said. "I can't wait till my week 
in the Program!"

	"It looks like you're almost there already." I said. "They 
don't mind?" I asked.

	She shrugged. "I'll keep pushing it till they push back. 
'sides; I got panties and a bra in my bag, in case they make me 
change. Or I'll just strip."

	"My kinda girl." I said, giving her a hug. "I'll see you kids 
later." Those two would'a been virgins till they were twenty or 
more if not for this Program...

	She giggled, but Calvin said "Kids? We're fifteen."

	"Why's everybody call her a bitch anyway?" I heard Sandy say 
as I walked away.

	I turned around and called back "People get what they 
expect!" When I turned back around I saw Mr. Harrison standing in 
the hall, watching me. Something was different about his look 
today Ð like he was checking me out. I sashayed my hips past him, 
stuck out my tongue then looked down and said "Yo Mr. H, how's it 
hanging?" He just shook his head and turned to go. I thought I saw 
a bulge in his trousers, and I remembered something from my 
reading last night as I wondered how long it might be before he 
got a naked secretary...

	One with extra duties...

	

	I guess that's how the world was going. I let a boy feel my 
tits for a minute then stepped into Civics class. About half the 
kids were there. Kevin gave me a nod as I went up to the front. 
"You still need me up here?" I asked.

	"Yes, that would be nice Ms. Cabrera." She said. She looked 
to the dildo for a moment.

	"It's dry today." I said with a light giggle.

	"I'm sorry about yesterday..." She said in a whisper once I 
was up on her desk.

	As the rest of the class filed in I saw Max. He gave me the 
once over before sitting next to Kevin. I heard him say "That 
May's one fine fuck..." as he gestured rudely with his right hand.

	"Mrs. Jacobs?" I asked, getting her to turn towards me. In a 
flash Kevin slapped Max from behind his head Ð hard.

	"Ow! What the fuck?" Max called out.

	"We told you to leave her alone..." Kevin said. Mrs. Jacobs 
turned around to look, but only saw Max rubbing the back of his 
head. Everyone else was eyes forward. She turned back to me, 
rolling her eyes.

	"I don't suppose you had a question?" She asked. I shrugged. 
She looked over to a stack of papers, and I drew a finger across 
my throat as I stared hard at Max. If May couldn't control 
herself, we'd do it for her as best we could. "So did everyone do 
the reading?" Mrs. Jacobs asked. Most of the class nodded, said 
yeah, or whatever. "Good, then let's begin."

	

	She used a pointer to get me to spread my legs then told the 
class there might come a day when all the women might face dress 
codes like this at work. "If you'll recall from the reading, many 
public service jobs are requiring female employees to 'show some 
skin' under the guise of 'professional appearances' and 'creating 
a friendly customer environment'. I imagine you've all been to the 
mall lately?"

	"Yeah, it's like hella wild these days." A boy in the back 
said.

	"I saw a woman dressed in a jacket with a tear-drop open bust 
and no bottom, only stockings on her legs and high heels." One of 
the girls said. "I could never dress like that."

	"Well, what about this?" Mrs. Jacobs said, pointing her chalk 
pointer right at my crotch. "The Program will make you wear a lot 
less."

	"Yeah, but she looked more naked than nude..." The girl said. 
"It made you look..."

	We talked about the new fashions and the new spin on the law. 
Mrs. Jacobs noted that fashion had long had two goals Ð make you 
look ready for work or ready to fuck. She didn't exactly say it 
like that, but that's what it boiled down to. With women going 
nude, fashion had to find a purpose or die. So it was changing to 
draw you in even more, as well as make you look ready to fuck at 
work.

	"How does that go with the school dress code?" I asked. "We 
can be nude, or we can be clothed, but how wild of fashions can we 
wear?"

	"Like this?" She said, picking up my dildo. She ran it along 
my slit for a second before putting it down. "This obviously has 
only one purpose."

	"Yeah, but I was thinking more like actual clothes, like that 
lady at the mall. There's a few girls dressing like that at school 
now too." I said. In my freshman year they'd let you wear most 
street clothes, but a skirt too high or a shirt too low might've 
got you sent home. Last year they started stripping some of us, 
but it wasn't till this year that we started seeing the wild 
stuff.

	"That's a good question." Mrs. Jacobs said. We talked for a 
bit about wearing stuff like lingerie to school, or maybe a 
bathing suit, or just bottomless like May did off campus. Some 
kids thought it was worse than being nude, others didn't see why 
anyone would care with someone like me running around in my 
birthday suit.

	Eventually Mrs. Jacobs noted that someday, even she might 
have to go nude. "Several of my teachers already are." I said.

	"But they don't have to yet, and the men can't." She said 
"Except for some PE classes." Then she tried to shift it over to 
sex. "On Monday I said 'Free love is the law of the land now', but 
it's not exactly that is it?" She held up last night's reading.

	"It's more like sex has been accepted into the economy." I 
said.

	"Sex has always driven the economy." She said. "But I know 
what you meant." She took the dildo and placed it at the entrance 
to my vagina. "Is it ok?" She asked, "If I use you to demonstrate 
something?"

	"Sure." I said; just don't get me off I mentally added. What 
with the way May, Melinda, and Jenny were acting I was close 
enough to being accused of being a lezzie as it was.

	She started to rub it along my slit, picking up a little of 
the wetness I'd built thinking about those new clothes, then she 
put it right into me, all the way up to the handle. She flipped 
the little vibrate switch, and I bucked on the table.

	"Whoa!" A boy called out.

	"Now class, I have Ms. Cabrera's permission, but think of a 
world where I didn't need to ask. Or imagine if she worked for me, 
and I'd put this little activity on her contract. Or maybe I 
worked for her, and had to do this to her whenever she asked me 
to." Mrs. Jacobs said as she pumped the dildo in and out of my 
pussy in a smooth casual motion.

	"No fucking way." Brenda who'd spoken up yesterday said. "I'd 
never do that."

	"You might have to soon, if you want a job." Mrs. Jacobs 
said. "Prostitution's legal now in over half the states and it 
could go all the way soon. Remember the reading..."

	"But that's only for whores." Brenda said. "I ain't no 
whore."

	"But what is a 'whore' young lady? What does that mean 
anymore?" Mrs. Jacobs asked. "If you're a secretary and it's your 
job to make sure the executives are comfortable, in a world where 
sex is casual might it be included? If Max here could go on the 
street and buy a woman's services for a few hours, why not let him 
hire her full time for his office?" Mrs. Jacobs said.

	"Yeah. That's what I'm going for!" Max said. "Give me some 
pussy."

	"Or maybe I'll hire Max, to service my office. Or maybe we'll 
get him for the lady's of the bridge club in the retirement home." 
Mrs. Jacobs said, causing him to shut up and look worried. "Oh 
nurse?" She said, batting her eyelashes at him. The class broke 
out in laughter, I would have too, but that dildo was still 
vibrating in my cunt, and she was still stroking it in and out.

	"That's fucked up." Max said.

	"But it makes my point." She said. "It's not that love is 
free, or that's its part of the economy, it's that it could very 
well be on your job description someday." She made a sweeping 
gesture over the entire class. "What I'm doing to Alandra here..." 
She pulled it out of me, and I instinctively pushed up to keep it 
from getting away before realizing where I was. "What I'm doing, 
could be something you see everyday in the office of the future. 
The Program's changing us; the world you young people inherit will 
be very different from the one I was raised to occupy."

	Just then I noticed Ms. Magante standing in the doorway, 
watching us. "She right." Magante said.

	"Yasmine. Can I help you?" Mrs. Jacobs said.

	"No that's ok. Mind if I observe?" Magante said walking into 
the room.

	"Go right ahead." Mrs. Jacobs said as she gestured over the 
room.

	"Poor girl, you were getting close weren't you?" Magante said 
to me before moving to the back of the class, half the boys turned 
to watch her naked ass sashay away from them. The other half were 
still locked on the site of my open cunt.

	I whimpered a little in frustration at the lack of the dildo, 
and then sighed. "Oh!" Mrs. Jacobs said. "Sorry about that."

	"Next time don't turn it on, unless you mean to do me..." I 
said.

	She looked a little flustered as she laid it down next to me, 
still on its chain. Then she went back to the lecture. She filled 
us in on that woman who was suing her state for the right to use 
her body as she wanted. How it got to the Supreme Court on appeal, 
and how we'd know the result by summer, if not sooner. The woman 
had claimed her right as an extension of privacy, property, and 
something called 'liberty of contract' that Mrs. Jacobs said used 
to be a big thing after the Civil War, but was mostly not used 
anymore.

	"It makes a lot of sense when you put it that way." Kevin 
said.

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

	"But," she started, and I noticed Magante sit up "People 
often ignore the larger consequences of the choices that support 
their side." Mrs. Jacobs looked at Ms. Magante.

	"And do you think there are negative consequences?" Ms. 
Magante said.

	"I'll let the class make up their own minds on that. On the 
surface, sure; she should be able to use her body as she wants. 
It's long been said that prostitution is a victimless activity."

	A girl I didn't know raised her hand and said "But what about 
the families? Of the guys I mean. What about his wife?"

	"If you think the government cares about the family, why is 
adultery legal?" Mrs. Jacobs said.

	"Uh... Hmm..." the girl said. She didn't have an answer for 
that, nor did I actually, I don't think I'd ever thought of that.

	"No, prostitution has traditionally been illegal because it 
represents economic power in something women have that men don't, 
something they want. Men have been trying to control pussy since 
the day they realized they didn't have one. It's power over them." 
Mrs. Jacobs said. Ms. Magante smiled at that, and it left me 
thinking, but I could see Kevin frown. "You might say adultery 
gives men power over the sexual relationship, as a converse."

	"What about wives who cheat?" I asked.

	"That still gives a man sex without making an investment." 
She said. Maybe if I thought about it I could answer that, but I 
didn't have any ideas just then.

	"But the Program frees us from all of that." Magante said, as 
she got up to leave. "Well I have rounds to make, other Program 
kids to check on. See you at lunch." She said the last part to 
Mrs. Jacobs.

	"Well, that's the intention." Mrs. Jacobs said. When Ms. 
Magante left she added "and the road to hell is paved with good 
intentions." I gave a chuckle at that.

	I looked around the room, idly holding the dildo in my hands 
despite it being wet with my own juices. At least I wasn't the 
only one getting spooked by this class from the looks of it. 
"She's got a point though." I said. "It's been getting easier to 
just 'go with it' over sex stuff lately." Easier for me at 
least... Of course I wasn't college bound, so I'd already begun to 
accept that I was going to end up as somebody's whore...

	"Perhaps." Mrs. Jacobs said as I licked a finger. So that's 
what I tasted like, strange... "Class, keep reading, and I'll see 
you all tomorrow. As for consequences, think about how legal 
prostitution could affect your future careers. Especially today, 
there's a lot more at stake than the job of a street girl." A few 
seconds later the bell rang.

	

	In the halls I watched some of the other kids, they looked 
spooked. "Man that class is some fucked up shit." Kevin said.

	"Like yeah." I said. "I think of it as 'spook class'. Mrs. 
Jacobs has some wild ideas."

	"I dunno." Kevin said. "Most of what she's said is true..."

	Maybe he was right... Either way, we soon split and I found 
myself standing in the hall, all worked up from when Mrs. Jacobs 
had gone after me with my dildo. I looked around, nobody was 
coming up to me at that moment so I just sat down against a 
hallway wall, spread my legs, turned on the dildo, and went to 
getting my relief.

	Now last year if I'd seen one of the Program kids Ð even 
another girl Ð jacking off in the hallway, I would'a probably bust 
out laughing at her. Fuck that, year before last I probably 
would'a given her shit for it.

	But there I was. I guess I understood it now; this Program 
can get you seriously worked up after all. "Is she allowed to do 
that?" I heard an adult voice say down the hall. "Isn't relief for 
boys only?" I looked over to see two teachers talking between 
classroom doors.

	"She's between classes." The woman of the pair said. "Yasmine 
was talking about this yesterday, you should'a been in the 
teacher's lounge at lunch."

	"I heard about that. She used one of those too didn't she?" 
the man said. I didn't know those two.

	"She keeps it on a belt at her waist. Oh, looks like my kids 
are coming in; catch you at lunch?" The woman said. I sped up my 
pumping with the dildo, and stuck my tongue out at them.

	"Sure Krista. Hey, she's got a belt like Yasmine's." The man 
said.

	"Yeah, I've got a Chinese girl fourth period that wears one 
of those." The woman finished, stepping into her classroom behind 
a pack of kids.

	

	I sighed and picked up my pace. "Hey can I help?" A boy said. 
I waved him down to me.

	"Take this." I said, handing over the dildo. "And fuck me 
with it."

	"Stand up." He said. "It'll be easier." He helped me back up, 
then stepped in close and put the dildo back into me. "I'm Reggie 
by the way." He added. I smiled at him and he added "Yeah... it's 
short for Reginald, my parents thought they were being classy... 
Go figure."

	"Faster." I said. He picked up the pace. "Turn that little 
knob up." He set the dildo on 'maximum', and the vibrations shook 
me mad while he rammed it in and out. "Harder! Ooooh..." He gave 
it to me fast and hard, I stumbled, caught myself on his 
shoulders, and came.

	"Damn..." He said. "You're pretty hot." He took out the 
dildo, turned it off and let it drop to my side after wiping off 
some the wetness.

	"Thanks..." I said. He licked his fingers where he'd wiped 
it. "I got worked up good last class... demonstration..."

	"Too bad I missed it." He said. He put his fingers in my 
pussy, wiping up more of my wetness before licking it off. "I love 
the taste of pussy," he said; "but there's no naked girls in my 
classes."

	"Oh... Use your tongue next time." I said, kissing him on the 
cheek and heading off for writing class. I had to make a path 
around a small gathering of mostly boys.

	

	Ray was already up at the front of the class when I walked in 
just as the bell rang. Sandra was just getting ready to sit in his 
lap, and was facing the class. "I got him today." She whispered 
icily to me. I took my seat, only a foot or two in front of them.

	The bell rang, and Mr. Turner just said "Five minutes, then 
we have to get down to the real reason the state sends you all 
here." Or what used to be the reason I guessed. Sandra descended 
upon Ray's cock, then grabbed his hands and pulled them up to her 
breasts. "Oh yeah!" she called out as she started to bob up and 
down on him. She wrapped her arms up and around the back of his 
neck as she looked straight at me and stuck out her tongue Ð 
rocking back and forth.

	Ray grunted, and bucked up into her. The kids to my sides 
reached over under my desk and touched my thighs. They both jumped 
when their hands met as they tried to go down for my pussy, but 
then they worked something out and my labia where being spread 
apart from both sides. I just spread my legs and stuck my tongue 
back out at Sandra Ð who could see almost as much of my game as I 
could of hers. It felt very strange having two hands on my cunt Ð 
their rhythms didn't match Ð still it was good, and soothing after 
my cum in the hall. I watched Sandra fuck Ray, and let the boys to 
my sides get me off. One of them was where Ray usually sat, so I'd 
miss that in a little bit. Whatever...

	There was something strange about Ray until I figured it out 
and suddenly yelled "Hey! You shaved your balls!" Several kids 
cracked up and Ray got beat red for a second. His cock popped out 
of Sandra.

	"Fuck, Alandra..." She said angrily as she reached down, 
grabbed his cock, and stuffed it back inside herself.

	I giggled back "Running out of time Sandra..." Actually she 
had plenty of time...

	"At least I can give him staying power." She said as she 
pulled up. I watched her pussy try to cling on him Ð it was only 
the second time I'd watched someone else fucking up this close, 
and it was pretty intense.

	"Yeah well, maybe he just can't get off with you." I said. 
Mr. Turner passed down the aisle to my right, causing the boy who 
was fingering my clit to pull away.

	"Looks like you have your own problems... A.C." she said.

	"Keep it cool you two." Mr. Turner said. "Girls..." he 
muttered as he passed back.

	"You know, when I fuck, I at least get into it. Ooo, Uh, 
gasp... that kind of shit." I said.

	"Ms. Cabrera..." Mr. Turner said.

	"Sor..." I began, but he cut me off.

	"Aht! Not a word more out of you young lady." Mr. Turner 
said. So I stuck my tongue out instead. Then I let out a gasp, as 
the boy on my right went for my clit again right as the boy on my 
left found that special spot on the inside of my vagina. I gave 
Sandra a dirty grin. Mr. Turner gave me a look, but then my eyes 
shut as the boys in me got busy.

	Mr. Turner pulled away the hand of one of them "Relief, 
according to this pamphlet, is for boys." I opened my eyes to see 
him glaring at the other kid, who pulled his fingers out of my 
pussy. "It's already enough of a class disruption..." He said, 
looking at Ray and Sandra.

	Sandra let out a gasp, as Ray grunted. She started panting Ð 
the little bitch was cumming, while I was stuck there boiling on 
the edge. I saw Ray thrust up hard into her, then hold it. He was 
cumming too. Sandra reached down and popped out his cock, pointing 
it at me. Ray spurted his mess all over me and my desk. He missed 
my bag, but only because it was under the seat. Good thing I 
hadn't taken anything out yet. When she let go his cock bounced up 
and spurted her in the face, neck, and down her breasts.

	"Uh... Sorry about that..." Ray said.

	Mr. Turner grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up off of 
him. "You two clean up, then come back and get into your groups." 
We left as he assigned everyone into discussion groups, but not 
the same one's we'd had before.

	I got up and went for the restroom, Sandra in tow. "Bitch..." 
she said, when she got in the hall, beating me to saying it.

	In the restroom I grabbed a pack of those hard paper towels 
they use, wetted them down to make em softer, and wiped myself 
off. I felt a little gross Ð cause it was her work that put it all 
there. She did the same, only she used her tissues to rub it in. 
"Why didn't you just use Mr. Turner's tissues?" I asked.

	"Fuck off." She said. I got the feeling she only came in here 
to pick a fight. She could blame me and get me suspended. I took 
some more tissues, got them wet, and made for the door. She was 
wiping out the drippage on her leg.

	"You are like, so not worth it bitch." I said, stepping back 
out. She made to push me, but I sidestepped and she got the door. 
"If you want a fight, you'll get it, but not now." I said behind 
me.

	When I got back to class the chairs had been moved into 
groups. Mr. Turner pointed to one and told me it was mine before 
saying; "Wipe up your desk first." My desk was empty, and still up 
at the front.

	"She should have to do it." I said.

	"You provoked her Ms. Cabrera..." He said.

	"As if..." I muttered, wiping up the mess. I dropped the wet 
paper towels into his wastebasket, got my bag, and joined the 
group I was assigned to. Sandra came back in and he pointed her 
over to another group.

	Neither of the boys who'd been working me over were in my 
group. In fact he'd sat them with Ray. I only got one boy, and he 
was pretty geeky looking, timid, and kept sneaking leering looks 
at my naked body before chuckling away. All the girls gave him 
space. I looked over and noticed Sandra got two boys Ð the little 
bitch Ð but hers were both fat and seemed to be passing each other 
notes.

	We had to talk about story ideas. The boy at my table kept 
talking about naked cartoon women from Japan being attacked by 
strange monsters... I was ready to kick his ass, and I figured the 
other girls'd join me. His binder had all kinds of anime shit on 
it, so I figured he was one of those. "You know Saul Peterson?" I 
asked.

	"Oh yeah, we game together." He said. Game? Whatever...

	"Listen Carl, toss that shit, clean up, and act nice. Maybe 
you'll get some of this from somebody." I spread my legs a little. 
I wasn't gonna bother fixing him, but maybe I could get him to not 
be such a pain to sit next to. A girl on my right rolled her eyes. 
Yeah, ok, so it was hopeless...

	A lot of the stories were kind of erotic, though most of us 
had romance ideas. I had something I'd dreamed up last night Ð 
something about a naked girl on a psychedelic journey with her 
philosophical teddy bear. I held up my teddy bear that I'd clipped 
to my bag.

	"That sounds weird, any idea what you'll do with it?" Mary 
said. She'd been in my group Tuesday, and it was good to keep her.

	"I dunno, it just hit me last night." I said.

	"Oh he's got a little pussy cat for a left eye." Kirsten, to 
my left, noted. "Just don't name your character Alice."

	"Yeah, I sewed it on this morning. It was a charm I bought to 
wear on my clit ring." I said. She'd been handling it, and when I 
said that she snapped her hand back. I smiled and said "I'm gonna 
make it clip on later, so I can change it out." Alice huh? I guess 
she had a point, my idea sounded a little like that story. Carl 
just said something about the teddy bear growing tentacles, then 
snorted out a rude laugh. Yeah, he needed an ass kicking.

	We continued talking and exchanging ideas. There was a goth 
chick, Briana, who was working on an idea with hanging ghosts 
following the people who refused to love them in life. Weird. 
Kirsten wanted to write about her first experience "I wonder what 
Joe will think?" She asked.

	"Change the names." Mary said. She was going to write 
something about a southern gentlemen and his mistress in a land 
where everybody was nude. I figured she'd read too many romance 
books...

	

	At the end of class Mr. Turner told us we had a week to write 
a paragraph on our idea, and that we'd spend the time from now 
till then talking about getting organized.

	I walked out, with Sandra behind me. The little bitch got 
stopped by two boys with an RR who started finger fucking her. She 
was way too loud about it, especially when I looked back. I passed 
Ricky on my way into the gym, and pulled him with me to the wall 
by the south entrance. "Do me quick!" I demanded. "Little bitch 
left me all worked up."

	Ricky didn't waste any time, he looked me up and down before 
glancing up at the clock and saying "Damn..." then he pulled his 
right hand away from his fly and put it where I needed it Ð 
pumping two fingers in and out in rapid motions as his thumb 
somehow managed my clit.

	"Oh! Fuck... thanks Ricky, you're an angel." I said, coming 
on his hand. I gave him a kiss, promised to return the favor, and 
ran for the gym as the first bell rang.

	

	I ran into Melinda Ð in the literal sense, smacking right 
into the poor girl as I came around the lockers. "Ow!" we both 
cried out. I lost my anger the moment I realized who it was, and 
gave her the dildo and chain "Put that in your locker." I said.

	"Hi A.C." She was beaming with sunshine in her eyes as she 
took it from me, licked it down, tossed it in her bag, and threw 
it all in a gym locker. She put her own combination lock over it 
"Last year the janitor ripped me off at my old school Ð stole a 
cross my grandmother brought over from Poland and my mother's 
earrings..."

	"He got away with it right?" I said.

	"Yeah." She said, before moving in to hug me in a kiss. There 
was something about this girl's kissing I just couldn't explain Ð 
I was lost in a strange bliss until a series of catcalls erupted 
around us, along with a few comments about 'lezzie bitches'.

	"Fuck off guys..." I said. "We're just girls." Yeah, sure 
girls touch more than boys, but not like that. But maybe these 
idiots would fall for it, if she'd just stop squeezing my ass.

	"We got wrestling today." Melinda said with a mean grin, 
pounding her fists together as we walked into the gym. "Maybe 
we'll get paired up again. I owe you one" She said, licking her 
lips. Owe me one? For what? Oh... I blushed deep red remembering 
what I'd done on Tuesday.

	Ms. Moore came out in the altogether Ð she'd shaved down 
there, like me. "Wrestling today class. You boys will have to put 
your straps on." She addressed the last part to a group of boys 
who were fully nude, holding their jock straps in their hands.

	One of them raised his hand "I thought we could go without 
them if we wanted." He said.

	"That has to be mutual Ð between you and your partner." She 
said "You can work that out once I assign you for today." She 
pulled up her clipboard and looked over something. "I'm going to 
be pairing you off in groups of two for twenty minutes before 
switching you out. We'll do that most wrestling days." She called 
roll, pairing us off as she did. The two boys from wrestling who'd 
missed Tuesday were still out; in fact they'd been cut from the 
class. The girl was back though Ð one Cassie Martin Ð and she was 
all muscle and nearly no tits. Henry got her and she pulled off 
his jock strap and told him to lose it.

	Melinda got stuck with Sandra "Oh shit..." she told me as 
Sandra drew a line across her throat staring at us.

	"She's gonna get an ass kicking," I said, "If she fucks with 
you."

	"I wouldn't mind if she'd fuck with me, it's the rest of it 
that worries me." Melinda whispered in my ear. Then I got paired 
off with some kid named Alan Capp. Sandra laughed at the 
similarity in our names.

	"Hey." I told him, as we sat down on our mat. He looked 
frightened, I think he was a junior Ð around long enough to know 
my rep.

	"Hey uh..." he began.

	"Relax, it's class, I got no shit with you." I said. I tugged 
on his strap, thinking of the guys in the locker. I'd show em I 
wasn't a lezzie. "You can lose this." I said. He smiled then 
pulled it off to reveal his eagerness. He might be scared of me, 
but I was still a naked chick telling him to roll around with me.

	Ms. Moore had us get into a starting position of our choice. 
She told us we'd spar on our own today, to get a basic hang on 
things. She'd walk around and check us, blowing the whistle every 
two minutes to time the periods of the matches. She wanted to get 
an idea on how to shape her lesson plan Ð see what we needed to 
learn. She told us to try and pin, and hold for three, then get 
back into a new starting position with a switch of the bottom / 
top. Even the language of wrestling was kinky...

	I held out my hand in a fist "Rock, Scissors, Paper?" We 
tossed for it, and I won with scissors to his paper. "You're on 
top first. Offensive." I said, winning wasn't my goal.

	"Funny, that's what I was gonna pick if I won." He said as he 
got into the optional position that reminded me a lot of doing it 
doggie style Ð he was behind me with his hands on the small of my 
back, I could feel his cock pressing up against me. I looked over 
to Melinda Ð she and Sandra were in the neutral position. Neither 
of them planned to give any ground, they were working on causing 
trouble.

	

	"Ok class when I blow the whistle begin." She blew, and Alan 
slammed his cock into me. I gasped out in shock, but not surprise. 
That was exactly what I'd wanted. I went down and he pinned, his 
cock buried to the end in my cunt.

	"Pin me too fast, and you'll miss all the fun." I said.

	He pulled back, then rammed back in. "Uh!" He called out, 
"Yeah, guess so."

	Ms. Moore looked over and shook her head with a smile. "Put 
up a fight girls." She said. Girls? I looked around and saw Henry 
doing the same thing to the new girl across the room. A couple 
kids had paused to look. Melinda took her opening when Sandra 
looked at Henry. In a second she'd slammed the girl to the ground 
Ð hard, even this far away I heard the wind knocked out of her. 
Remind me not to wrestle that girl when she was mad.

	Alan started pounding my pussy, calling out the count of the 
pin a lot slower than he was supposed to. I wasn't gonna stop him 
either. When he hit three he pulled out. "Hey!" I called.

	"Sorry..." He said. "We gotta keep it going." Good point, I 
didn't need him cumming to fast. Or maybe he meant something 
else...

	"Guess I'm on top now." I said. I tried the standard 
offensive position Ð to his side with my arm loosely around him. 
The better to flip him with, if he was smart. "We supposed to wait 
for the next whistle?" I asked.

	"Like, I dunno." He said. I looked around for Ms. Moore; she 
was helping two kids figure out a position of some kind. Beyond 
her I saw Sandra locked in a very uncomfortable looking pin by 
Melinda. With her wirey muscles and speed, Melinda knew her game Ð 
maybe she'd be able to hold her own with the gang after all. 
Sandra didn't look happy.

	Ms. Moore saw me looking and came over. "I see you two are 
having fun." She said. I felt something dripping down my leg, 
making it obvious just how much fun I was having. "What's up?"

	"Do we need to wait for the whistle?" Alan asked.

	"Normally yes, but you can free spar if you finish early." 
She said.

	"Don't you dare finish early." I said, causing them both to 
laugh.

	"I mean a match... Just restart anytime I blow the whistle." 
She blew it then and wandered off, and I flipped Alan before he 
could get his bearing. I jumped on him and pinned his arms down, 
then rode his cock, counting off as slow as I thought I could get 
away with.

	Looking over to Melinda and Sandra I saw a bruise on 
Melinda's leg. Sandra must've kicked her when they had to start 
over. They were circling around, looking for openings. And not the 
kind Alan had found on me.

	Suddenly Cassie screamed out and then started panting. I 
looked over to see Henry pull out from a pin and shoot his load 
all over her back. Was this PE or an orgy?

	Whatever it was, it was freaking strange. I managed to ride 
Alan through to my own cum, and let him shoot it deep inside me, 
before we got paired away at the twenty minute break. The next guy 
I had kept his strap on and played mean. I had a feeling he didn't 
like all these girls and Program shit messing with his sport Ð or 
maybe he was gay.

	Then I got Melinda... She kept trying to pin me in a sixty 
nine. Sandra and she had pretty much come inches from beating the 
shit out of each other Ð doing everything they could get away with 
to have a fight without hitting. "She is a bitch." Melinda said 
when we paired up. She'd just finished getting fucked by Mark, but 
I knew those bruises weren't from him.

	"She got you pretty good here." I said, brushing along her 
thigh.

	"She kicked me... But I slammed her and twisted that bitch 
all out of sorts." Melinda said. I looked over and saw Sandra Ð I 
didn't see any bruises or cuts, but she was in pain, and she kept 
holding her side. "Made her pull a muscle by pinning her wrong." 
Melinda noted. "Now stop moving, so I can get you..."

	"As if!" I said, making to get out from under her. I don't 
know how, but she kept me down even though we both knew I was 
stronger. "How you do it?" I asked.

	"Girl you got no sense of how to hold yourself. Let me pin 
you, and I'll show you." She said.

	"What? If you can't pin me, what the fuck can you show me?" I 
said, but I knew what she meant Ð she could pin me easy, but she 
wanted to pin me a certain way, and that I wasn't letting her do.

	"Come on A.C...." she begged.

	"Not in front of everybody..." I said. "Ok, after school, but 
only for a minute."

	She pulled back, sitting on her legs with her hands on her 
knees. I got up. "Ok, you gotta go like this..." She began, as she 
started to talk to me about how to get someone where you wanted 
them Ð how to turn their body against them.

	Ms. Moore came over and asked us why we'd stopped sparring. 
"She's teaching me shit." I said. She had me reaching around her 
in a way she said would always let me flip her, like she'd done to 
me earlier. Ms. Moore observed for a second before letting us 
continue Ð telling Melinda she might need her help on later 
lessons. "I think she's glad to have another girl that knows this 
stuff." I said. "Where'd you learn?"

	"I was on the team at my old school back in Boston." Melinda 
said. We heard Sandra sigh, Henry had pinned her in a sixty nine 
and he definitely wasn't keeping his head up. But the class didn't 
last much longer than that.

	

	It was a little more subdued in the showers Ð since so many 
of us in the middle had had our release wrestling. As usual nearly 
all the boys from the original wrestling class stayed on one end, 
along with about half the gymnastics boys. They were busy showing 
off their muscles Ð I figured about half of them would end up gay. 
All told only eight of us mixed together, and that did include 
Sandra, as well as the new girl Cassie. I did make Alan soap me up 
Ð he owed me that. Melinda tried to do it, but I pushed her off 
onto Henry and told him to "Wash my spare pussy." Not sure where 
that came from, but it sounded funny at the time.

	Henry was almost as good as Ricky Montico, but it was clear 
to me he wasn't what Melinda really wanted.

	

	We got our shit at the locker, and I put my chain back on. 
"Maybe I should get one of those." Melinda said about my dildo.

	"Yeah, all the sluts have them." Sandra said in passing. She 
left before I could say anything back.

	"Such a bitch, what's she got against you anyway?" Melinda 
asked.

	"Fuck if I know, she volunteered and thinks she's gotta show 
me up." I said.

	"Not a smart game to play." Melinda said. I just shrugged as 
we walked off to lunch.

	

	The gang was all there, even Fatima. Marcy and her were 
laughing about something and pointing at Rubin when I walked up.

	"What?" Rubin said. "What?" They just giggled off behind me 
as Rubin said "Women... can't live with em, can't live without 
em..."

	"I dunno Rube; you do pretty fine living with them..." I 
said. He just grinned at me.

	We got in line, more of that healthy shit Ð some kind of 
fried vegetable and tofu dish with a choice of no carb noodles or 
brown rice on the side. "What is this shit?" Melinda asked May.

	"Fuck if I know. It almost looks Chinese, but not like 
anything mom makes." May said. They were holding hands in line 
behind me. For drinks we had milk, OJ, or cranberry juice. I took 
the cranberries and the noodles. Samantha once told me cranberries 
were good for keeping out infections, and that seemed wise given 
the Program... May and Melinda took one of each side, and mixed 
them when we all got to the table.

	"Hey isn't there a rule on how many kids can be naked 
together?" Marcy asked.

	"Uh... I think so." I said.

	"It's three, but only if you're in the Program Ð so we've 
only got one." May said, lightly squeezing my left tit.

	"No I think it's three, Program or not." Rick said.

	"Well fuck me... what if we all wanted to get naked, we 
couldn't hang out?" Melinda said, picking up a noodle that'd 
dropped in May's lap and sucking it in seductively. May squealed 
at the sight and tried to bite the last of the noodle before it 
went down, causing them to kiss.

	"Ew, stop that you two." Marcy said. May just pouted at her.

	"She's got a point May." I said.

	"Yeah, well you kissed her too." May said. Melinda stuck her 
tongue out at me.

	"Well... Just keep it cool, don't let it go too far where 
they can see you." I pointed across the quad, where some of the 
jocks tended to hang. They're the most likely to be gay; but also 
most likely to gay bash because they couldn't deal with their own 
feelings Ð like those wrestling punks in gym.

	Thing about jocks Ð they didn't fight often, but when they 
did it just made no fucking sense. We might fight and get rough a 
lot, but we did it for reasons. They were just mean, we were just 
watching out for our own.

	Ms. Magante passed by and I called her over. "Yo Ms. M, how's 
that rule of three work?" I asked.

	"Rule of three?" She said.

	"Like, you know; how many naked kids can be in a group?" 
Marcy said. "If they ain't all in the Program."

	"Oh. Well, we want the Program kids to mix around. But I 
don't think it applies to kids who just go naked." She said.

	"What about volunteers like me? I mean, I get signed off and 
I get Program credit, so do I count or not?" May asked.

	"You know... I don't know. Let me check on that. Tell you 
what; don't worry about it for now." She said.

	"Well there's only three of us anyway." I said. "And she 
ain't in the Program no ways anyhow." I pointed at Melinda. I also 
looked close at Magante's arms, and sure enough I saw the faint 
scarring that stays behind when you get tattoos removed. I 
wondered what they used to look like.

	Magante looked down at her dildo, and then noticed the 
matching set May and I had. She smiled and said "You kids stay out 
of trouble" as she twirled her dildo's chain in one hand and 
walked away. She went across the quad and I saw her stop by the 
twins. They had Cindy between them, and another naked girl next to 
Manuel. Her butt looked familiar, though it was red like she'd 
been spanked Ð I think she was the girl they hassled at lunch 
yesterday. Magante said something to the two naked girls, looked 
back to me, said something else, and walked on.

	Manuel had his hand down the front of the lap of the girl I 
didn't know, and she was rocking back and forth with her hands on 
the table. It seemed better not to watch my brother getting it on, 
so I looked back to my gang.

	May got up and went over to the twins, she bent over at their 
table Ð with one knee bent and her hips swaying from side to side 
as she chatted about something. You could see everything poking 
out from behind. It was kinda funny, I got to thinking about cats 
Ð how they always lift their tails and put their asshole right in 
your face... I guess I looked like that too this week... 

	"What's she up to?" Melinda quietly said.

	"The twins..." I said. "My little brother Manuel and my 
sister Rosa." I pointed them out. "The two in clothes..." I added.

	"Oh, yeah. I remember them." She said. I guess I'd introduced 
them at some point, but I didn't recall when. May pointed at 
Cindy, said something with a laugh to Rosa, and then kept 
chatting. When I looked back to the gang I saw Kevin staring right 
at May's behind.

	"What up Kev?" I asked.

	"I was just thinking..." He said.

	"I'll bet you were." Melinda said, jabbing him in the ribs.

	"No... Well, actually, yeah." He said, looking at me.

	"Yeah..." I said. "I've been thinking about that too..."

	"Maybe we should... you know... At least on our own terms?" 
Kevin said

	"What the fuck are you two talking about?" Marcy said, 
causing Fatima to look away from her and up at us. Melinda just 
shrugged and pointed back and forth between us.

	Rick said "I think they're talking 'bout their Bio class. 
Right?"

	"Yeah." Kevin said.

	"That's some fucked up shit." Marcy said with a shake of her 
head.

	"No shit." Rubin said, though he had more of a wishful look 
to his eyes.

	"What?" Fatima asked. Marcy leaned over to whisper to her, 
and she got a shocked look in her eyes as she darted her vision 
back and forth between Kevin, me, and attempts to not look at 
May's anus.

	"So..." I said. "Yeah... On our terms at least." I took 
Kevin's hand and put it in my lap.

	"No... No fucking way..." Marcy said.

	"Shit we talked about this last night, but I figured we could 
wait." Rubin said.

	"Talked about what?" Rick asked.

	"When we was fucking, they had a talk." Melinda said, causing 
Rick to blush. "May told me 'bout it last night..."

	Marcy had a puzzled look in her eyes so I said "May slept 
over at Melinda's."

	"Yeah..." Melinda said, beaming with pride. "Sorry Rick, but 
she's a better lay than you."

	"Ew, fuck..." Marcy said. Then she looked at Kevin's hand in 
my lap as I spread my legs just a little wider. "Wait, what the 
fuck are you two doing? Now?"

	"I'd rather not have Lippmann set the terms." I said.

	"Yeah..." Kevin said.

	I looked at him and said "Just feel around, get to know it. 
I'm not just your 'hommie' anymore; I'm a girl too now." Then I 
reached over and unzipped his fly. Sure Marcy had jacked him off 
on Tuesday at lunch, but that was different Ð it was just a random 
thing. Still, I guess she did start it.

	"Aw fuck." Marcy said.

	"Well, you did start it..." Rubin said, echoing my thoughts.

	"Oh... well..." She shrugged, unable to explain why Tuesday 
had happened. I ran my hand up the length of Kevin's shaft. Not 
bad I thought. I knew he was a decent fuck Ð word of that shit 
spread in its own way. Now I guess I'd really know.

	"Guess I'm not just your 'hommie' either..." Kevin said.

	"Yeah, now you've got one of these handy things." I said, 
trying to make humor of an uncomfortable moment.

	"What the fuck?" May said from right beside me. My hand 
jerked away and I looked up. Kevin's hand left my pussy, where it 
was just beginning to explore.

	"Bio..." I said. I saw Magante across the quad watching us. 
She had Lippmann with her and was saying something. Shit... even 
if we might've gotten lucky before, I figured it was rigged now. I 
nodded, and May looked back.

	"Fuck..." She said. "Oh well..." She sat on Kevin's other 
side, scooting Marcy out of the way. Kevin looked between us both, 
wondering what to do next. May's hand took his cock where I'd been 
moments before. "Well..." she said, looking down at her pussy. 
Kevin put a hand on her and put his other hand back on me. I 
grabbed his balls, brushing May's hand above me.

	"Fuck..." Rick said. "Let's get out of here." He looked over 
the rest of the gang.

	"No!" I called out. "Stay. Together." I took his hand in my 
free hand, and nodded to everyone else. They all held hands and 
made to block anyone from outside. "You too Fatima." She looked 
scared, but then joined hands with Marcy and Rubin. Melinda was 
next, and after her Rick completing the circle.

	It was weird, not really erotic and only Kevin ever got off Ð 
guys cum easy. But it was us, on our terms. We set the rules, not 
some fucking teacher, and we stayed together. Even when Kevin 
spurted not one of us let go. He got all over Melinda and even 
splattered Rubin's shoes. May and I were sweating when we stopped, 
but we let ourselves calm down Ð fanning it away with our hands. 
Then we all did the most fucked up hippie bullshit and had a group 
hug. People were watching us like we'd gone nuts. More than one 
kids said we musta been on drugs. But things were changing on us, 
and we had to deal. But we had to do it on our terms.

	

	"So it's true after all. The little slut and her gang do fuck 
all over the place." Sandra said from behind me. She was on the 
steps to A building with a friend or two I didn't know. What a 
stupid bitch, she was standing there asking me to kick her ass.

	"Fuck off Sandra. I don't wanna fuck you over, but I will if 
I have to." I said.

	"What? A spic slut like you? You couldn't do shit to me if 
you wanted bitch." Sandra said.

	"Who the fuck is this?" Marcy asked.

	"Some little bitch - got it in her head to start talking 
smack." I said.

	"Fuck you 'AC', or is it EZ?" Sandra took a step forward, but 
then I heard Harrison.

	"Young ladies..." He said. I turned around and looked in 
front of me; he was coming up from across the quad. "There's no 
fighting - on school grounds..."

	That was an interesting way of putting it. He looked between 
us, then passed Sandra and her group on his way into the building. 
She turned around and followed him in.

	"What a bitch." May said.

	"I don't get it." I said. "She knows I could kick her ass. 
Melinda tossed her around good in PE... It's like she wants to get 
hurt."

	"Or she's just trying to get you to start it." Rick said. "So 
they can bust you."

	"Say May, what was up with the twins?" I asked, changing the 
subject.

	"I wanted to know who their new friends were." She said.

	"Well the one on the right's Cindy, but the girl on the left, 
she's just stupid." I said.

	"Kitten" May said. "Why'd you say stupid?"

	"Manuel's just messing with her." I said. "What the fuck 
kinda name is 'Kitten'?"

	"Fuck if I know... Her ass Ðwas- kinda red..." May said.

	"Maybe she likes it that way." Rick said.

	"Nobody knows what they like at that age." I said, and I 
looked at Fatima, who was that age. She looked at me with a 
curious expression.

	

	Lunch was over, and I had to split from the gang and head to 
Metal with that freak Carson.

	"What's gonna happen A.C.?" Marcy asked me as we walked 
together. Her class, English, wasn't far from mine.

	"Huh? Oh... We'll figure it out. Don't worry Marce... It'll 
all be good." I said, I wasn't so sure, but I said it anyway.

	"We've been together so long though, and now this... Plus 
Fatima and Melinda..." She said. Yeah, I'd met May when I was 
eight, Marcy and Rick in middle school, Kevin and Rubin since the 
beginning of freshman year. No sexual tension till this week; 
despite May. Well, last night the guys did admit she'd been 
getting them worked up...

	"You know, sooner or later they're gonna strip you too." I 
said. "You wanna deal with all this shit during your week?" I 
figured I could handle it best of anybody. Marcy'd go nuts if she 
was in my place right now.

	"Yeah..." She said. "See you after school." We split at the 
door to Metal shop; she made her way up the stairs.

	

	"Well, glad to see you managed to grace us with your presence 
on time today young lady." Mr. Carson said. He pointed to a stool 
next to his nephew. "Let's see if you can learn to be a proper 
Program participant today. I hear that's been getting around these 
last two days." He pointed right at my pussy, not even bothering 
to be subtle. I gave him a mean look and sat down.

	"Don't roll your eyes at me young lady, or we'll be having a 
talk with Mr. Harrison." He said. This little shit was asking to 
be done in...

	"Yo babe." Raymond said as I sat down, but then started up 
fast. He'd put his finger on my seat after I'd turned around Ð so 
he could poke me in the ass. He almost got me a little closer up 
front.

	"Cool it." I said.

	We started off working on some kind of box contraption. Mr. 
Carson passed out plans that showed how to work the metal into 
shape, build a hinge for the lid, and make it all look real nice. 
It's too bad this guy was such a jerk, because I loved working 
with tools, I loved shop work. Way I figured it, becoming a 
mechanic might be my only way of not getting stuck as a rent-a-
pussy someday - especially after that shit in civics. But if Mr. 
Carson got his way, it would be my path to getting pimped out.

	Raymond tried to take charge of everything, and took every 
chance he could to brush up against me. Ten minutes into the class 
he stopped and told me "Hey, I got a request. Put this in your 
cunt and do it till you cum Ð I wanna see you cum."

	"What the fuck?" I said. He was holding a rather cold looking 
metal rod, fashioned into a crude dildo like shape. At least it 
was Ð hopefully Ð smooth. Glancing beyond him I saw the door to 
the class slightly ajar. Jennifer was over there with her work 
partner laughing at some comment he'd just made. He was holding a 
hammer like he was gonna hit himself in the head with it, and had 
his tongue out like a goofball.

	"I seen you do it with that." He said; pointing to the dildo 
I kept on my waist chain. "Now get to it. I'm gonna cum on your 
tits." He started to pull his cock out.

	"No fucking way jerk." I said.

	"Hey, it's a request, and I gotta right to make you do it. 
You're in The Program." He said.

	"Bullshit." I said, "It's called a Reasonable Request Ð as in 
what I feel ok doing. And I don't want that shit in me."

	"Well then take this shit in you." He said, holding his cock 
out.

	"You get that thing one step closer to me and I'll hack it 
off." I said, grabbing the only tool on the table Ð a screwdriver. 
Lot of good that would do...

	"What's the meaning of this?" Mr. Carson said, coming over. 
Several kids stopped what they were doing. Jennifer glanced over Ð 
a mix of eagerness to see me getting it on and fear over seeing me 
forced battling it out in her look. He grabbed me by the arm, 
taking the screwdriver away. "Do as your told Ms. Cabrera. Or I'll 
report you for a Program violation. I can do that you know."

	"That's quite enough!" the sudden voice of Ms. Magante said. 
"You, hallway" she said, pointing to Mr. Carson.

	"It's about time." He said. "I trust you got my memo." They 
stepped outside. The door slammed shut, and the initial calm 
speech suddenly turned into a shouting match Ð obscured by the low 
hum of idle power tools in the shop.

	"Well, now it's time for you to get busy." Raymond said.

	"I don't think so." I said.

	"Lay off man." A kid I didn't know said, trying to put 
himself between us.

	Raymond raised his hands and stepped back. "I can take him." 
I said.

	The kid just snorted. "You're a girl, and look how big he 
is." I rolled my eyes.

	Jennifer came over "You ok?" she asked.

	"Yeah, it's all good." I said.

	Everybody stood around, not knowing what to do. I looked at 
the plans on my table Ð it would've been a fun assignment, but 
either Mr. Carson or me wasn't coming back. I started to walk over 
to the doorway but it opened before I got there. Ms. Magante stood 
there. "Class dismissed for today." She said. "Be here tomorrow 
though." What, she was just gonna let us wander the halls? "You, 
you and you, shut everything down." One of the kids she picked was 
Raymond. "The rest of you hang out in the quad until the bell 
rings. If I hear any of you missed your next class your asses will 
be mine." She actually swore.

	

	"Well fuck..." I said, in the hallway.

	"You wanna talk?" Jennifer asked. "I called you last night, 
did you get my message?"

	"Look Jenny..." I said, then shook my head and changed 
direction, walking not to the quad but over to C building. "Just 
leave me alone ok." I could't deal with her, not with this shit, 
not with what I had going on with my crew, Melinda, the Program... 
Not with what her brothers were like. Can't these bitches figure 
out I'm not a lezzie? I heard her sob as I walked away, and when I 
looked back I could see a tear running down her cheek. Damn...

	

	I needed a shower. I felt dirty, but I wasn't sure why Ð I 
wasn't the one who started that shit. I went in the gym, whoever's 
class it was they were out on the field, pools, or whatever right 
then. I got under a nozzle and just let the water run Ð just let 
it wash away all the anger and confusion.

	What was going on anyway? May'd been nearly naked all summer 
and it hadn't bothered us. She'd never made any passes on me and I 
knew she was bi. What about Jennifer, had she ever done or said 
anything back when I was dating Anthony? Why now? Maybe it was the 
Program, I don't think she'd ever seen me naked before it, and 
certainly she must've seen me this week getting worked over by 
somebody at some point. Melinda... she was just chance I guess Ð 
odd timing, with me in the Program on the first week of school.

	I wonder if Melinda would've ever talked to me if I hadn't 
been in it? Probably, we had 'naked gym' together after all. And I 
guess it was me who started it with her. Shit was just getting too 
complicated. At least I still had control, not like May. What the 
fuck was I gonna do about May?

	

	I was sitting on the floor of the shower with my head in my 
hands when he showed up. "Ms. Cabrera, what are you doing in 
here?" Mr. Harrison said.

	"Huh... Mr. H..." I muttered without looking up.

	"Didn't Yasmine, Ms. Magante tell you to wait in the quad?" 
He asked.

	I got up, water still running down my naked body, I gave him 
a look. "I ever do what people tell me?" I said.

	"Not as long as I've known you... Not since you were ten. 
Alandra..." He said, taking a step forward. We first met when I 
was ten, in his bedroom where I was trying to find something 
valuable after breaking in... I got a long lecture from Pa and the 
beginning of my time with Samantha Ð our social worker.

	"I don't feel too good Mr. H." I said with my eyes downcast.

	"I know, Yasmine told me. Rest assured Mr. Carson is out of 
here." He said, grabbing my shoulder. Something about the look in 
his eyes...

	"You've been watching me Mr. H..." I accused, stepping into 
his space. What the fuck I was doing, I had no idea...

	"Alandra..." He said, but then he grabbed me and pushed me 
back against the shower wall, causing the water to spray across 
his suit.

	"You fucking asshole!" I said, clawing at his back. He pulled 
his cock out of his pants. Old guy cock... and then it was in me.

	"Shit!" He said, the first time I ever heard him cuss. "You 
little bitch..."

	"Shut up and fuck." I said, and he slammed into me Ð hard. I 
grunted from getting tossed against the wall, but I wrapped my 
legs around him. It felt really strange fucking a guy with clothes 
on. Not just a guy, but Mr. H... At least the suit was soft like 
silk.

	It didn't take long; he came in me and I unwrapped myself. He 
put me down gently, muttering "What..." to himself.

	I looked at him, trying to figure out the same thing. He put 
his cock back in his pants, and said "I never..."

	"Shit Mr. H..." I said, straightening my hair then brushing 
my sides as if I had clothes to fix. He took my arm gently.

	"Alandra..." He started, looking as confused as I.

	"Well, this changes shit..." I said.

	"Get to your Algebra class Alandra, the bell's gonna ring 
soon..." He said, not even pausing to guess at my schedule in a 
school with so many students.

	I grabbed my bag and we walked out of the gym together, me in 
front of him. I heard somebody say "Did you see who that was?" 
from the other end of the gym as we left. Outside the gym we 
stopped and looked at each other. He had water all over his shirt, 
and I was still wet from the shower. I could feel his cum trying 
to escape down my leg. Insurance. He made to say something, I did 
likewise, but the bell rang. I turned and ran into the building, 
even though it was just the bell to let out the last period.

	

	Nothing happened on the way to Algebra. I kept all hands 
clear. I stopped in a bathroom just before going in and wiped up 
my pussy. Then I put the tissue in my bag. Insurance... I still 
wasn't sure what had just happened.

	

	Mr. Dennison was his usual cheery self. He patted his desk as 
I walked in, unaware of the events of my day. "Hi." I said.

	"I don't know why they say you're trouble Ms. Cabrera; you've 
been a perfectly wonderful participant so far. I'd just like to 
thank you for going along with all this. It really helps the kids 
keep eyes forward with you up here."

	"Yeah... but do they even know there's a chalkboard up here?" 
I said.

	He chuckled. "Probably not. Got me there I guess." Then he 
took a second look at me. "You ok?"

	"Yeah... I guess so. Rough week" I said. No fucking way was I 
gonna tell him what just happened...

	"Program hard on you?" He asked.

	"Yeah, and no. It's just stuff. Program put it all on the 
same page if you know what I mean." I said.

	"Well hang in there or out there or whatever." He said, 
smiling at me. "I won't lie and say I don't mind seeing you up 
here naked Ð it's quite a thrill actually, but I want it to be fun 
and engaging for you as well as the class. If you need to talk to 
someone, I'm here for you."

	"No, that's ok." I said. I got my gang... It's funny, in a 
way Mr. Dennison was just as much a pervert as Mr. Carson, but the 
way he presented it made it cute. He was harmless, and cared about 
me being comfortable with it. I got up and gave him a light hug 
saying "You're really sweet Mr. D."

	The rest of the class was sitting down by then, so I just 
went for the board. Fatima, Marcy, and Rick all sat up front Ð 
usually me and my gang went to the back so we could do shit, but 
they were there for me now. When the bell rang he had me write up 
a bunch of equations. People always had to pause when he asked 
them to read one, and even more when he asked them to explain it. 
I smiled at him and he grinned back. I was right Ð unless they had 
to understand the board they spent the whole class looking at it, 
but never seeing it. They just saw me. Maybe I was even getting in 
the way of learning, or maybe not. It made it fun, even for me. 
When people are being fun about checking you out... well, it's 
kind of a thrill. Like it made class a game or something.

	I started getting chalk on me, the board and the erasers were 
just too dirty. I made the mistake of dropping one of them on the 
chalk-rail, and a cloud of chalk blew up in my face. When I turned 
around everybody burst out laughing, so I just smiled and did a 
curtsey. Marcy held up her tits through her sweater, Fatima just 
gasped. Looking down I could see it all over my breasts, arms, and 
legs. My face was probably just as bad. I made sure to do it again 
a few minutes later. This time I slapped one of them against my 
thigh as if I was just shifting my weight and forgetting it was 
there...

	Rick coughed. I spun around and said "Oops..."

	"Yeah right." He said, reaching over to wipe a line of chalk 
off my belly.

	"Alandra... You're a mess." Mr. Dennison chuckled after 
telling me to write up a bunch of 'x' and 'y's with numbers around 
them. I did it up high, so that I had to reach up on my tiptoes. 
When I came down my tits had left two lines along the board going 
up and then down like some strangely written 'M' with a lot of 
wiggle on top. I turned around and everyone laughed, including me. 
I needed that after Metal shop and Mr. Harrison... I needed to get 
silly to calm down.

	

	Five minutes before class was over Mr. Dennison told me to go 
clean up. "Thanks for today's lesson." He said as I left. Didn't 
he mean for helping with the lesson?

	Showers again? Fuck no, not after last period. I hit a 
restroom not far from class, took one look in the mirror, and 
burst out laughing. A hall monitor popped her head in and said; 
"Only five minutes for you." I rinsed my face then poured the 
water down me as much as I could. No towels to dry off, I tried 
the paper stuff but it didn't do much good for my hair...

	I think I got most of it off before I left, but I was cold 
when I hit the hall. I shivered my way down towards Bio as the 
bell rang and kids flooded the hallway.

	

	I ran into May on the way to class, she was getting felt up 
by some kid I don't think either of us knew while two of his 
friends watched. "Is that all you guys got?" I asked.

	"Hey, it's another one." The boy whose hand was going down 
her ass said.

	"Hey A.C." May said.

	"Hey." I said. I looked at the two boys standing there and 
said; "Well?" They just looked down at the floor and stepped back. 
"Don't be so shy." I said.

	"Yeah" May said. The boy feeling her up had reached under her 
from behind and had his hand coming up to the crossed arrow cut of 
her bush. "Oh! Give her a try."

	I waved a hand in front of the floor where one of the boys 
was looking. "Hello... wet naked chick here... wake up." He got 
spooked and stepped back then looked up with a weak smile.

	"I... uh... It's just..." He shrugged.

	I leaned in and whispered "Would you rather he was naked?" I 
jerked a thumb over to his fellow shy friend Ð who had that clean 
cut look I knew gay guys went for.

	"Huh? No. Fuck no. I just..." He said.

	"Then give me that." I said, taking his hand and putting on 
my boob. "Learn something." I said. He looked like I'd given him 
an electric shock as his hand jerked back then slowly came down on 
me again.

	"Is it... is it ok?" He said.

	"Is it fucking ok? Fuck yeah, I put it there." I said. Friend 
three was still looking at the floor so I said "Up here" and 
reached under his chin to lightly pull him up. "You guys are 
freshmen aren't you?" They nodded.

	"It was Bud's idea to touch her." Number three said.

	Bud was fingering May's pussy from behind, and grinning. 
"This is fun." He said, in that stupid way boys talk sometimes.

	"Damn straight." May said.

	"Geez May; where'd you get these three?" I asked.

	"Bud's in my last class." She said.

	The first bell for class rang so I said "Ok boys Ð homework: 
grab some Program girl and fuck the shit out of her. I'll find you 
tomorrow and if you haven't I'll kick your asses. And I'll make 
sure the girl admits to it too..."

	"What about you or May?" Bud asked.

	"Yeah well, if you find me first before this time tomorrow, 
I'm game." I said.

	We left them as we ran for class. "Think that'll work?" May 
said.

	"I dunno, but maybe they'll be more afraid of me than they 
are shy..." I said. "Cute guys like that shouldn't be allowed to 
be so shy."

	"Yeah... fucking cunt teases..." She said and we laughed.

	

	Orgy class with Ms. Lippmann, or Biology or something... 
Kevin came up behind us as we got to the door, giving May and I a 
quick slap on the butt before stepping between and through us. We 
grabbed him and started to tackle him before realizing we were in 
the middle of the classroom not more than three feet from the 
teacher.

	"Cut out that horseplay you three." Ms. Lippmann said. I 
bumped against Kevin while straightening out my bag, noticing he 
was rock hard. May and I sat down where we guessed the circle 
would form as everyone else stripped. Once Kevin was naked he sat 
between us.

	"Think it'll be today?" He asked.

	"If not today - definitely tomorrow." May said.

	"Yeah..." I said. "And you can be sure she'll sick you on 
whichever of us you miss this week next week. I saw her and 
Magante talking at lunch when we was..."

	"Oh..." He said. "Well, no hard feelings?"

	May and I giggled, getting the same idea together as we 
looked to his lap. "I dunno, looks like you're already feeling 
hard." I said. May flicked it with her hand.

	"Hey!" Kevin said, putting on a fake hurt face."

	"I mean it on the horseplay you three." Ms. Lippmann said, 
but the look in her eyes was good natured.

	"So uh, yeah... No hard feelings, no jealousy." May said.

	I put out my hand and she took it, then Kevin held both our 
hands. We all exchanged a look, then let go.

	"What's up with you guys?" Nancy, after Jake on May's right 
said.

	"We got business." I said. "Personal."

	She just nodded and looked around the room for something else 
to pay attention to.

	

	"Why don't we start with a quickie?" Ms. Lippmann said to the 
class, taking a seat along the circle across from me. She had a 
way of sitting that was very lewd, and I was getting an eyeful. 
She flipped a coin and then said "Girls, turn to the person on 
your right." I could swear she looked right at me and Kevin with a 
feral look in her eyes.

	"Shit..." I said. Kevin and May exchanged looks before she 
shrugged and turned to Jake.

	"We gonna do this?" He said to me.

	"We got a choice?" I said.

	"I could leave; go to the regular class - me or the both of 
you." He said.

	"Stay." May called out over her shoulder. "It was gonna 
happen eventually." It was? I guess so with the Program, or did 
she mean just as a matter of life?

	Ms. Lippmann didn't interrupt our little chat. She actually 
waited, then announced; "I want the boys to enter the girl with 
you from behind Ð what you know as 'Doggie style'. You've got 5 
minutes, and then we're going to discuss the three positions I've 
put you all in, before we move on to some serious discussion about 
STDs. If you cum, and you can still go, switch position."

	

	I got on my hands and knees and put my butt in the air Ð in 
Kevin's face. I felt the tip of Kevin's cock at my entrance as he 
put his hands on my butt. It was similar to what happened in gym, 
but oh so different. This time it meant something and I was scared 
shitless. In fact I started to shake from a case of nerves. "You 
ok A.C.? Kevin asked. Its cool girlfriend, it's all cool." The 
word was used as a friend, not something romantic. He petted my 
behind, like soothing down a cat's fur. Calming a pussy... I gave 
a nervous chuckle.

	I Heard Jake say "Hey, what're you doing?" beside me. I 
looked to see May leave him and come over to us.

	"I'll do it." She said, and I felt her hand come up under me 
and take Kevin's cock. She pushed it into the lips of my entrance 
and said "Calm down guys... Ready?"

	"Yeah..." I said, looking down between my legs. She had her 
other hand on Kevin's butt, and she shoved him slowly forward and 
into me. Kevin took control of himself, letting his cock get 
buried in all the way.

	May went back to Jake, feeling as if she'd been a part of it 
- part of the 'virginity' of our friendship being taken. I can't 
say it was like any other fuck I'd ever had. Just like with Mr. 
Harrison it felt completely wrong, horribly frightening, and yet 
deliciously pleasurable and somehow maturing all in the same 
moment. It felt... as if this was the second time in my - adult - 
life that I'd been fucked, as opposed to all the shit I'd done as 
a kid, as some wild teenage girl.

	Kevin began to pump into me with a slow steady rhythm Ð 
trying for all he could to do me right. Ms. Lippmann was watching 
us, making mental notes from the looks of it. They'd finally done 
it, finally found something to put in between our gang, and now 
they wanted to see what would happen.

	I tried not to pant; I tried not to enjoy it. I tried to act 
like Kevin and I were just hanging out. I could tell he was torn 
between trying to be casual, and wanting to make sure he did his 
duty for me as a man. I gave in to the pleasure, letting out a 
long sigh as my head dropped down. "Kevin, just go with it man." I 
said. "Let it happen."

	He grunted into a thrust then said on his pull back "Just... 
trying to keep it real A.C."

	"It's already too fucking real Kev." Involuntarily the walls 
of my vagina clamped down on him Ð trying to keep that cock from 
escaping. She had her own plans. "Just fuck me Kevin... Just fuck 
me like I was some bitch." We could deal later.

	He picked up the pace, and the pleasure started to blind out 
everything else. Yeah, I could tell, a part of me had wanted this 
for three years. That same sense told me he was no different. We'd 
all played at just being friends, but when you put three girls 
together with three boys Ð well, there's bound to be shit even if 
it stays buried.

	I lifted my head and looked back at Kevin, watching him pound 
into me. His own gaze was across to May, watching her get fucked 
by Jake. After a spell he caught my look and glanced down with a 
sheepish grin. His hands came off my butt and patted me on the 
small of my back. "Damn A.C., you feel good." He said. I let out a 
gasp right as he finished that, my eyes wincing shut and my mouth 
going into a little 'o'. He had a funny look on his face when I 
looked back... It was that look guys gave me when they got into 
what I was doing on the end of their cocks. "Don't get any 
ideas..." I said. "It's just classwork."

	"I can't help it A.C., you just... shit... you look so cute 
when you fuck." Kevin said. He pumped into me a little faster. I 
brought a hand up and over to my clit, then caught myself when I 
realized it. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to cum on the end of 
his dick...

	I grunted from his thrust and said "Say that again and I'll 
kick your ass." But I took that hand and starting doing my clit, 
even though it left me unsteady.

	He started to slam into me, and I fell. Kevin popped out, so 
we had to pause and get it all out worked out again. "Do my clit." 
I said, keeping both hands on the ground.

	He tried to, but he had trouble keeping it going against his 
desire to pound my pussy. After a little bit he gave up and just 
started slamming me as hard and fast as he could. We were both 
panting and grunting like it was a fight. It almost was. Years ago 
I kicked his ass, now he was pounding mine. He even spanked me a 
few times, enough that I could feel the heat of it. It sent me 
over the edge and I came with an incoherent scream. Then I just 
held my ground panting and nearly crying in pleasure for as long 
as I could hold my peak.

	Finally I felt it Ð I felt his cum shoot up into me, deep 
into my belly. He let out a loud growl and pushed me down flat on 
my stomach before lying on top of me and fading down to slow 
steady strokes as his manhood softened up.

	At least he'd lasted long enough to get me off. Eventually he 
stopped thrusting. Into my ear he whispered "You ok A.C.?"

	"Fuck if I know." I said back and then sighed, letting my 
whole body relax as I felt his weight on top of me. I looked over 
to see May taking it missionary style. They must've finished up 
their first fuck a while ago. Kevin and I just relaxed for a bit. 
Ms. Lippmann came over, about to say something, but she thought 
better of it when he gave her a look... I could see her juices 
dripping down her leg, and her right hand looked wet.

	Kevin didn't get off me though. He brushed my hair lightly 
and said "Shit..." After that we just stayed there in silence 
enjoying the weight of our bodies - thinking about it.

	

	"Ok class." Ms. Lippmann said. "Now that you're all well and 
goodly fucked. I want everyone to sit up and get back into the 
circle." We did, looking around me people looked sleepy, that or 
just very relaxed. Some of them took a little time, trying to get 
in one last cum. May and Jake were the last of those, and she kept 
fingering herself after they were done. Most of the class actually 
were idly playing with themselves Ð not in any hurried manner, 
more it seemed, to keep the feeling from going away. Mostly girls 
though - a lot of guys seem to lose interest after they cum...

	Lippmann went over the positions we'd tried. She asked people 
what they liked most. The guys mostly liked doggie style. The 
girls seem to like it only when they didn't know the guy so well Ð 
it put a block on false intimacy. "I like missionary or on top 
with my boyfriends." Nancy said. Kind of the difference between a 
hard fuck and making love I guess. I didn't know how I liked it 
just yet; I guess it varied for me too.

	"From behind is great, but I cum too fast that way." Jake 
said. A couple guys agreed with him.

	Lippmann asked us about satisfaction Ð had these fucks been 
good for us? "Not really." I said, looking to Kevin to make sure I 
didn't insult, I added; "it's just too rushed, too physical."

	"But sex is just fucking anyway Ð it's just physical." Joe 
said.

	"No it's not..." Nancy said, and most of the girls agreed 
with her. I noticed several boys who looked really confused at 
that.

	"That class; has been the basic problem of the sexes for as 
long as we've been in this world. But we'll consider that 
tomorrow" Lippmann said. "Now you have your experience to use in 
judging what will come next."

	

	After a little more discussion Ms. Lippmann pulled out some 
papers and passed them around. "We're going to talk about sexual 
health Ð specifically the issues behind STDs." Ms. Lippmann gave a 
brief introduction on several of the things that used to plague 
sexual freedom. She told us vaccines for nearly everything known 
were commonly available today in the western world, but not always 
everywhere else.

	"A friend of mine said they didn't give the shots back in her 
home country." May said. Ms. Lippmann noted that some places 
couldn't afford it, but most who refused did it for moral reasons. 
Much like early opposition to birth control in the USA Ð they felt 
that making the consequences of sex go away would just make people 
have more of it.

	"Which is probably true" She said. She told us it was 
important to keep our immunization shots up to date, especially if 
we ever did any international travel, or had sex with recent 
immigrants or foreign tourists.

	"They don't have to get shots at the airport?" A boy asked.

	"No, and not everyone comes in by plane, or even legally." 
Ms. Lippmann said.

	"But they have to get them when they go to school. Right?" I 
said, thinking of Fatima.

	"Yes, but it takes about a week for everything to run through 
the system. If your friend had shots Monday, she could have sex 
safely by next Monday." Ms. Lippmann said. She knew I was talking 
about Fatima Ð though I doubt that girl would be losing her 
virginity anytime soon.

	

	Then she talked about cure rates. If you somehow did manage 
to catch one of the STDS, most of it could be cured. But not all 
of it, and I started to get worried when she paused at me while 
looking around the room.

	She told us about Herpes, saying most but not all strains 
could be cured, thus why it was important to stay immune. She 
mentioned the history there, how it had taken so long to find a 
cure; and it was likely a lot of people without medical insurance 
still had it. Everyone in the public school was vaccinated though.

	That was when things got really uncomfortable. My family has 
a secret, and it was nobody's fucking business but ours. She moved 
on to AIDS.

	She simply said; "Then we have AIDS, one of the worst health 
crises in modern history, it still plagues many parts of the third 
world Ð especially where traditional religion plays a strong role. 
We have an immunity shot for it, and every child attending school 
in America Ð public or private Ð has to get the shot. But there's 
still no cure, there are still thousands of people right here in 
the USA living with AIDS. People like..." I tensed, and May and 
Kevin's mouths dropped. We all knew exactly what she was about to 
say. I started to open my mouth to stop her, but it was too late.

	"People like Alandra's father professor Cabrera." She said.

	

	It was out. Now everyone knew. My father had AIDS, and now 
the whole fucking school would know. The kid on my left visibly 
scooted away from me. Kevin started to get up, a look of pure 
murder in his eyes. I grabbed his hand. He was going for Lippmann. 
I got up, tried to say something and found myself speechless. I 
shook; Ms. Lippmann had the look that said she knew she'd made a 
mistake.

	

	"You fucking bitch!" I yelled out then stormed out of the 
classroom. I ran actually. I sat down in the hall, crouched up in 
ball, and cried. It was only the second time I'd ever cried at 
school Ð where somebody could see me. The first was after the rape 
in freshman year. Only May and Marcy had seen that. I couldn't 
stop myself; I just let it rush out of me, sobbing and shaking on 
the floor of the hallway.

	"A.C. ..." I heard Kevin say before he started brushing my 
hair.

	"We got your back A.C." May said. They were on opposite sides 
of me, Kevin still naked from Bio. I looked up and went into May's 
arms in a hug. It wasn't just being outed that got me. It was the 
whole fucking day with its ups and downs, it was the fear I always 
held inside Ð the fear that my Pa would just die someday. That 
he'd forget his meds and become immune to them, and I'd have to 
watch him waste away.

	

	Mr. Harrison came by. He looked down at us. Kevin looked up 
at him and said "What the fuck's your problem?" Mr. H. just looked 
back for a minute, shook his head, and went into Ms. Lippmann's 
class.

	"Let's get out of here." I said.

	

	We got up and walked off campus Ð hopping the fence. Kevin 
was still naked, and I felt strange seeing the mix of our juices 
drying in his pubes. He gave me a look, but couldn't meet my eyes. 
We stopped at his car. "Shit man. No keys." He said. He banged his 
fist against the rear passenger door and it popped open. He got in 
and got out cigarettes.

	We smoked in silence for a few minutes; finally May said 
"It'll be ok A.C." She looked back at the school. "Fuck this place 
man..."

	"Too much shit today..." I said. A few minutes later I saw 
Lippmann and Harrison go into Magante's bungalow. She had a bundle 
of clothes in her hands Ð probably Kevin's. "You might be in the 
Program." I said, poking him in the arm and pointing.

	"Shit..." He said.

	"Nice package by the way." May said, looking down at his 
cock. Kevin just shrugged and took a drag on his cigarette, but 
his flaccid cock twitched and started to grow just a little. May 
and I both just stood there watching it rise, smoking and not 
saying anything.

	"Shit..." Kevin said. "Don't look at me like that..."

	"Sorry." I said. "Hard not to now..." Now that I know what it 
can do...

	"Fuck." May said, dropping her cigarette. "Sorry Kev." She 
said. She squatted down in front of him and took his dick in her 
mouth, giving him a blow job right there in the street without 
saying another word.

	"You look good like this." I said to him. "You should try it 
more often." He gave me a strange look. "I mean naked, not that." 
I pointed to May's silent bobbing head. She was working up quite a 
rhythm on his dick Ð pulling out to lick it every now and then, 
then going back down deep. "Well... I suppose that's good for you 
too." I said.

	

	Ms. Lippmann walked off campus with Ms. Magante. They came up 
to us. She had Kevin's clothes in her hands. "I... I'm sorry 
Alandra. I wasn't thinking." Lippmann said.

	"Yeah well..." I let it drop; figuring my angry look was 
enough. If I hadn't been so conditioned I probably would'a done to 
her what May did to me the day before Ð punch her hard in the gut. 
But there was just something about teachers that made it 
impossible to deal with them like normal people.

	She put Kevin's clothes into the back seat, where the door 
was still open. Both of the women made good to ignore May giving 
him a blow job. May just kept at it, creating for me a zone of 
privacy in her own special way.

	"We should talk." Magante said.

	"Later." I said; curling and uncurling my fist. I took a cig 
from off the hood of the car and lit it, my last one done.

	"That's really not good for..." Lippmann started, but Magante 
jabbed her in the side.

	"Yeah well, whatever." I said. "Like it matters..."

	"Later then... when it's cooler." Magante said. She tugged 
Ms. Lippmann away and they went back on campus.

	May pulled her mouth off Kevin and jacked him off for a bit, 
then she went back in and a moment later he grunted, sighed, and 
came into her throat. She got up, didn't say a word, and took 
another cigarette. There was gravel from the road stuck to her 
knees.

	

	Ten minutes later we watched everyone come out of the 
building after the bell rang. I could see the twins way down by 
the south entrance, on the other side of the fence, waiting for 
somebody. I saw Fatima too, but she didn't see us. Kevin started 
looking at his clothes, so I gave May a look and we started edging 
away - around the sides of the car.

	He caught on, so we made a mad dash. I tackled him as May ran 
for the door and jumped in. She grabbed his jeans, shirt, and 
underpants and ran out into the street. Kevin was all over me, 
trying to get loose. So I grabbed him by the dick and started 
tugging Ð which really distracted things. "Hey!" He called out, 
"What're you guys doing?"

	"I've been like this all week." I said, "Your turn now!" I 
grinned at him, so he grabbed my tits, getting me to jump and let 
go of his dick. He ran after May. She laughed and started running 
down the street.

	Then we heard the single blurt of a police siren. You know 
how they let off just one beep to get your attention. The car was 
about a block down, turning onto the street alongside the west 
side of campus Ðwhere we were. From here I guessed all they saw 
was a big black naked guy chasing after a small Asian woman... 
Visions of Abner Louima flashed through my head as both May and 
Kevin stopped stone cold. The car slowly advanced Ð that slow 
crawl cops use to freak the shit out of you. Like gang-bangers 
cruising for a drive by.

	May got between Kevin and the cop car, I looked in Kevin's 
car, trying to see if that gun was around anywhere anybody could 
see - not sure if I wanted it where I could reach it, or wanted it 
far away where they'd never find it.

	But then a cop leaned his head out the passenger window and 
called out "Mei Hua, is that you? How's your dad doing?"

	The tension dropped in an instant; May brightened up and 
moved up to the car window. I could see a bunch of the kids near 
the gate to school watching us. Probably expecting trouble still. 
"Cletus!" May said, leaning in to give him a naked hug. Cletus? 
Talk about a hick name... I thought I remembered her saying 
something about her dad's fishing buddy being a pig... talk about 
luck.

	Then she got that look in her eyes... "Um, Cletus? I need to 
report a theft. Somebody stole his clothes." She pointed at Kevin, 
who opened his mouth in surprise. Cletus grinned at May, in on 
some joke the two of them knew better than me and Kevin. "You'll 
need to take this into evidence." She said.

	"So, any witnesses?" Cletus asked.

	"I saw her." May said. "She was about this tall..." She put 
her hand on her head, "And Chinese I think." She giggled, "And 
she's very cute." May spread out her arms "And she's completely, 
and I mean completely, unarmed... But very dangerous." She smiled 
at the cop and gave the kind of pose you just don't give to a 
friend of your Pa.

	May you are so stuck on yourself...

	"Hey!" Kevin said, "That's my stuff."

	"I'm sorry son, I'm afraid I'll have to take this as 
evidence." The cop grinned at us. "Mei Hua, tell your dad I said 
hi. Stay out of trouble." He took Kevin's clothes from May and 
tossed them in the back, after that they drove off. I could see 
them laughing as they went.

	"Shit May!" Kevin said.

	"I got you good." May said, tackling him and then punching 
his arm.

	"That was fucked up..." I said. "Damn May - that was too 
fucking good..."

	"I liked those jeans..." Kevin said in a sigh.

	"Here." May said, handing him his wallet and keys. "Now you 
have to be naked like us."

	"Naked out of School." I laughed. "Hey look on the bright 
side, now the cops don't have any reason to frisk you."

	Kevin rolled his eyes. "You guys are too much." Then he 
looked at me, and then at May. A long sort of very male look...

	"I dunno May, looks to me like he's still armed and 
dangerous." I pointed at his cock, which was hard again. Kevin 
wasn't used to being naked, so I guess it was too much for him.

	"Looks like." She said. "Somebody might have to disarm that 
again..."

	"Well if I'm naked, then no more shirts for you." Kevin said 
to May.

	"What? Oh shit, I gotta get Melinda's shirt." She said, she 
started to turn to go back to campus, but then I smiled at her and 
she paused. "What?" Somebody grabbed her from behind by the tits, 
clamping down and giving them a nice good squeeze.

	May looked down at a pair of female hands covering her 
breasts. She squealed in delight as Melinda said from behind her 
"This shirt enough for you? Damn I love these tits." May turned 
her head as Melinda began to massage her breasts. Melinda was 
still naked Ð I remembered she'd tossed her skirt in Kevin's car. 
"I was standing out there wondering where you guys were. Then I 
saw the cops. What'd they want?"

	"They know May's dad." I said. Melinda got a surprised look 
so I added "Fishing buddies or some shit."

	"She's right May; you got the finest tits I've ever seen." 
Kevin added, apparently not keeping up with the conversation.

	"Naw-uh!" May said in an almost childish way. "Look at hers." 
She pointed at me. "Mine are too small."

	"Yeah but look at these..." Melinda said, taking May by the 
nipples. "These are fucking huge!" The rest of the gang came up, 
with Fatima in tow, and the twins hanging with a naked Cindy on 
the edge. "Hey! Doesn't she have the best tits you've ever seen?" 
Melinda asked tugging on May's nipples.

	"Ew..." Marcy said. Rick looked flustered, not wanting to 
answer the question about one of his friends.

	"Perfect shape, great bounce. May, they're perfect." Rubin 
said.

	"But you always take the big girls, like Marcy." May said.

	"Shit I take whatever's easy." Rubin said. Which definitely 
wasn't Marcy. "If you weren't my friend, I'd fuck the shit out you 
as much as I could."

	May got the wrong look in her eyes, the hungry sort of 
look... but she smiled. "Ok... Ok... I'll leave the shirt. But you 
guys are just fucking with me and I know it. My tits are ugly."

	I rolled my eyes. "Whatever May... I'll bet even Marcy likes 
em." I looked at Marcy, hoping she'd get past her hang-ups with 
girls for a just a second and say the right thing.

	"They are nice..." She said. "May you make me jealous, guys 
are always checking you out. And not just cause you're so wild."

	"Whatever..." May said.

	"Hey. Kevin. Where're your clothes?" Rick asked.

	"Evidence." May said, leaving her and I busting up laughing. 
Kevin just sighed.

	"I've been robbed." He said.

	"Did they take your bags too?" Fatima asked, trying very hard 
to look at anything but Kevin.

	"Oh Shit!" I said, stopping my laughter.

	"We gotta go back and get em..." May said.

	"I ain't fucking going in there" I said. May and Kevin looked 
at me and shrugged. End of discussion.

	

	"Hey Alani, we got an appointment with Samantha." Rosa said.

	"Yeah stop fucking around, she's gonna be at the house soon." 
Manuel said.

	"Oh, yeah. Look guys, I'll see you later."

	"We're going to the mall 'round 5 or 6." Marcy said, tugging 
on Fatima's arm. "She seriously needs a fashion makeover..."

	"Ok. I'll meet you guys at Albatross?" I said.

	"Sure." May said.

	"Uh..." Cindy said, looking at Manuel and Rosa.

	"Come by later?" Rosa asked, putting a finger into Cindy's 
vagina and pumping it a few times.

	"Oh I'll definitely cum..." Cindy said.

	"Hey where's that skirt you had?" I asked her. She just 
pointed back to school, where I saw it hanging from a wire, and 
shrugged.

	"Maybe 6" Manuel said to Cindy, pinching her butt.

	"Come on guys." I said to the twins. "Don't want Samantha 
around Pa without us there." She'd get nosy...

	"Maybe I can find Kitten." Cindy said, turning back to the 
school.

	

	My gang turned to head away from me. Melinda grabbed May in 
one arm, Kevin in the other, and said "Let's go fuck." Fatima 
stumbled, but managed to catch herself and fall in with Marcy. 
Rubin just laughed and Rick smiled and didn't say anything.

	"See you guys in a bit." I said.

	"Wanna hit the park?" Rubin asked.

	"That works." Melinda said, and they took off as the twins 
and I started walking. I was thinking about what I'd say to 
Samantha so I was completely surprised when Sandra came up on me, 
several of her friends in tow. I couldn't read the looks they gave 
me, but Manuel got edgy, sensing trouble.

	Sandra just stood there and looked at me for a second, then 
she said; "I heard about your father..." After that she just 
turned around and walked away. I guess she decided it was time to 
make peace. I didn't say anything; I just watched her walk away.

	"What was that about?" Rosa asked.

	"My bio teacher, Ms. Lippmann; she told the class about Pa. 
It'll be all over school by tomorrow."

	"Aw fuck!" Manuel said.

	

	We walked home in silence. We managed to beat Samantha there, 
but it was close. We were only home five minutes - helping Pa 
clean up - when the doorbell rang.

	Samantha came by about once every three months, give or take. 
Social Services wanted to make sure we were doing ok in light of 
Pa's condition. Not the AIDS, the other condition, the one he took 
his other pills for. It was also part of the terms I'd been stuck 
with after breaking into Harrison's place seven years ago, being 
suspected of knifing that rapist in the theater Ð I didn't do it, 
but nobody believed me Ð and a couple other fights I'd been in. 
She didn't know about the shit May had gotten me into at the mall 
over summer.

	Last time she'd shown up, she'd had on a business skirt, but 
been topless outside of a light open jacket. At 30 something she 
still had decent breasts and seemed glad to let the world know 
about it. This time she was a picture of something wild. She had a 
little white hat, kind of like a fisherman's hat with the wavy 
brim all around it. From there to her hips she was nude. Covering 
her bottom she had on little white skin tight mini shorts Ð so 
tight they left a camel toe at her cunt, and garter straps were 
clipped to them. They were pink, going down to match her pink 
stockings that went all the way down her long legs to her white 
platform pumps. Her hair was dyed pinkish white like an albino and 
cut to shoulder length, and I'd swear she'd had work done on her 
tits to lift them and make them perkier. That or I'd never noticed 
it before Ð they didn't look fake. I wasn't sure if I wanted to 
laugh, touch her all over, or shut the door on her. Manuel made 
the choice for me. "Fuck'n eh..." He said, grabbing her by the arm 
and dragging her into the house.

	Pa just looked out from the kitchen at her briefly and said 
"Coffee?" I think he was the only one of us not somewhat turned on 
by her, and it was kinda bothering me that I wasn't on his side of 
things.

	"Sure. You have cream?" She said. Manuel looked right at her 
nipples and didn't bother trying to hide it. I stepped on his foot 
before he said something stupid and juvenile.

	"Uh... Samantha... Can you wear that to work?" I said.

	She looked at me in my nakedness. Oops. "Are you sure you're 
the right one to ask?" Then she smiled "I'm actually overdressed 
if you ask my boss. But he doesn't object as long as I keep it 
sexy. They're not pushing it on your teachers as much yet, but the 
state's trying to get all female employees 'into' the new way of 
thinking."

	"Yeah May's mom works nude." I said. "What about older 
people?"

	"Well, any woman can go nude, but our supervisor isn't so 
keen on that. If you don't look good, they tell you to dress up to 
keep it professional." That just didn't sound right to me. Anyway 
Samantha took a small notepad out of her purse, then turned to the 
twins and asked "So how's high school?"

	"Oh Man..." Manuel said. "So much fucking pussy..."

	"Mani..." Rosa said. "Yeah, it's a blast with the Program. We 
made a new friend, Cindy. And there's Kitten"

	"She likes getting spanked." Manuel said. I wondered what 
Kitten's deal was.

	"She's in the Program too." Rosa said. "Her and Cindy both."

	"No boys?" Samantha asked, looking at Rosa.

	"Boys just want me to give em relief." Rosa said.

	"Many young women would love the opportunity..." Samantha 
said. I wondered if Rosa was going lezzie, or if she was just 
doing it to keep up with Manuel. Pa came back in, handing over 
coffee to Samantha and me before sitting down with his own. "I 
noticed you're not doing the outreach part of the Program." She 
said to him.

	"I don't agree with it. I think they're up to something." Pa 
said. Shut up Pa, we don't need you going on one of your trips in 
front of her.

	"You know I'm in the Program?" I asked.

	"I called the school this afternoon, to see how you three 
were doing." She said. "Ms... what's her name...?"

	"Magante?" I said.

	"Yeah, that was her. She had a lot to say, about all three of 
you." Samantha said. Really? So it wasn't just me being watched.

	"I'm surprised." Pa said. "Why do my kids warrant so much 
extra attention? School's only been in for a week."

	"Oh... Well I gathered she's a busy sort, keeping track of 
all the families in the Program, not just you." Samantha said.

	"So that's how it is..." Pa said.

	"So yeah... School's ok. I haven't been cutting class this 
year. I even did my homework." I said, shifting subjects.

	"Yes, I heard you've been able to keep up so far. That's not 
just because you're on extra display is it?"

	Well, yes, it was. "No." I said. Samantha looked at the box 
to the video game on the coffee table next to her cup. Tenyari's 
Tale, that naked 3D fantasy thing the twins were into. She raised 
her eyebrows at it and idly pushed the box around.

	"Well, from everything I hear you've managed to stay out of 
trouble, even where it's tried to track you down." She said. What 
did she mean by that?

	I just took a sip of my coffee. She spilled a little on her 
left tit and said "Ooh." Manuel was locked on the site of her 
wiping it away with a finger, and then licking the finger clean.

	

	She used my bedroom to talk to each one of us one by one, 
lasting until 20 to 6. She got to me last, right after Manuel. The 
first thing she said was "You just had sex."

	"Huh?"

	"Before coming home, there's cum on your thigh, and I know 
the smell." She said, casual reaching for my pussy.

	"Well... yeah. That was hours ago." I said, crossing my legs 
and noticing a bit of cum dangling on her left tit.

	"Who with? Was it consensual?" She said, looking at my crotch 
and making a note on her pad.

	"None of your business... and yes, I guess..." I said. "That 
Manuel's?" I pointed to her tit.

	"You guess...?" She said, ignoring my second question, but 
wiping it off.

	"Program..." I said.

	"Oh." She jotted something down again. "Well how are you on 
birth control?" She asked.

	"I take the tri-monthlies. I'm due in a week." I said.

	"Not the annuals? Most girls your age take the yearly shot." 
She said.

	"Yeah well, Pa wouldn't have it. And yeah, I know it's my 
choice, but I like keeping the peace. He says the annuals were 
made to sterilize poor women and women in prison." I said.

	"Hmm..." She jotted something down again. "Well, he's 
actually right. Look up Norplant implants on your computer. The 
annual we use today is a mild form of that Ð a small dose of 
Levonorgestrel." The problem with people like Pa is they were 
right just often enough to make em think they were always right...

	I looked around the room in a rhetorical manner "What 
computer?" I said.

	"You still don't have a computer?" She jotted down more 
notes.

	"What're you writing?" I asked.

	"You can't expect me to not note down such a discrepancy." 
She said.

	"Yeah well, Pa believes they watch you if you use Computers." 
I said. "I can use the library at school." If I could find it... 
Not sure I'd ever been over there.

	"Well, if you're on the tri-monthly you better get a 
pregnancy test. Likewise if you ever switch to daily or monthly 
pills - keep up with those tests." She said.

	"We've got two kits in the bathroom. I bought an extra one." 
I glanced out the doorway, down towards the twin's room. "Rosa's 
coming into her own now..."

	"Well good." She made another note.

	She went on like that for a little while, asking me about the 
family, about school, about my fighting, whether I was smoking pot 
or anything else, and how I thought things were going. I did my 
best keeping my cool and covering where I had to.

	She also asked me a bit on the changes at school and in 
society. "So how do you feel about being naked?"

	I sort of shrugged and said "it don't really bother me. Feels 
kinda nice long as it's warm. And it makes it easy to get fucked."

	"Well it's good to see you adapting well. I've had a little 
trouble with some of my charges." She said, noting my comments in 
her pad.

	After she left Manuel said to Rosa as they set up their video 
game; "She got fine tits... she let me cum all over them."

	"You got all the fun..." was Rosa's reply. I just shook my 
head. What the fuck kind of social worker was that? I checked in 
my room to make sure she hadn't found my stash. Pa's was legal so 
I didn't worry about that.

	

	I had to go meet up with the gang, and it was running late. 
"I'm heading out Pa!" I called as I took off, naked. He said 
something as the door shut, but I didn't catch it.

	A few catcalls and twenty minutes later and I was on my way 
into Albatross. It was open mic night, but that didn't kick off 
until eight. The gang was all there, with Melinda and Marcy 
engaged in a conversation with Fatima. "No fucking way!" Melinda 
said, following it up with a giggle, in response to something 
Fatima had just said with a gesture. May was at the 'bar', if you 
could call it that, talking to Bill. Kevin was standing next to 
her still nude, and Rick and Rubin where watching some girls 
sitting up by what passed for a window.

	"What up Kev?" I asked, coming up to him and May and looking 
down at his quickly rising erection. He smiled back at me. "No 
clothes yet?"

	"So I was, like, 'and she's completely unarmed...'" May said 
to Bill, causing him to laugh.

	"No chance to go home. You?" He said. 

	"It grows on you." I said. 

	"Yeah... Kinda nice though Ð feeling a breeze all over." He 
looked down. "Man A.C. I usually don't like being around a bitch 
after I... Well... you know..."

	"Hi A.C." May said, kissing my cheek.

	I kissed her back "Hi." Then I looked to Kevin "Yeah..." I 
started, then he touched my pussy and came away sniffing.

	"Hm..." He said.

	"Something I should know about?" Bill asked, handing me an 
Americano and some half n' half.

	"Bio class..." May said, pointing to me and Kevin.

	"Shit they never had anything like that when I was in 
school..." Bill said. "Crazy world..."

	A girl came in and sat with the two by the window. All she 
wore was a pink hat, a matching thin sarong Ð so thin you could 
see her pussy peeking out below - and a set of high heels. They 
giggled a bit and pointed at Rubin and Rick, who lifted up cups of 
coffee, but then the new one pointed at Kevin.

	"Well, that's that." Kevin said, going over to join the guys.

	"Oh man, get that thing out of my face!" Rick said to the 
sight of Kevin's dick.

	May and I went over to join Marcy and the others. "So we 
going shopping?" I asked.

	"It looks like I'm not the only one needing new clothes." 
Fatima said, looking at May and I. She seemed to be getting 
comfortable with us being nude, but I wondered how she was 
handling Kevin.

	"Oh I'm fine..." I said.

	"I could use..." May began, rubbing her tits.

	"Not for you. No bitch of mine is wearing anything!" Melinda 
said busting out laughing. May dropped down into her lap and they 
started kissing Ð it was all tongues, and I was not having an easy 
time keeping my eyes off them.

	"Ew, not around here guys..." Marcy said. Fatima kind of lost 
her cool, looking at her coffee, then me, them, and around the 
place trying to figure out what to think.

	Melinda caught me looking, and waved a little finger at me... 
I tried to find something else to look at, but I keep feeling her 
kiss in my mind. "So... Uh, Fatima..."

	"... Yeah?" Fatima said.

	"Um... any idea what you'd like?" I asked. Her eyes darted 
between Kevin and Melinda.

	"Oh... no... I mean clothes." I said. She blushed.

	"I... I dunno..." She said, I found myself getting up, and 
dropping into the big easy chair May and Melinda where sharing. 
Marcy darted over to where I'd been before, but swapped the chair 
out after she caught something in it. Ok... so I was wet...

	"Oh..." Melinda said.

	"Hey our outfits match!" May said, and even Fatima laughed. 
What was I doing sitting over here anyway?

	

	The front door opened and I heard Harrison say "So you've 
been here before?" Then he looked inside as he came through and 
stopped short at the sight of us Ð looking at me. Magante bumped 
into him from behind then stepped around Ð naked as always. Bill 
up at the counter gave him a look. "Hey Bill." He said.

	We all went dead silent. They knew each other?

	"No fucking way..." May whispered. I noticed Harrison and 
Magante were holding some familiar looking backpacks.

	Harrison got himself together and went up to Bill, they 
started talking. Magante looked at us before joining them at the 
'bar'.

	We were all still just sitting there watching. The girls by 
the window looked like they were trying to figure out why the guys 
they'd been flirting with suddenly started ignoring them.

	See, we'd been coming here since freshman year two years ago. 
Now as high school seniors Albatross was our safe spot, and we'd 
just learned it had a connection to Harrison. I was thinking I 
knew why Bill had dragged us in that first day, and maybe why 
Kevin and I never got busted for that fight. Like maybe Bill had 
just been helping Mr. H. with his new job as principal at the 
school...

	"...want to make sure the Program goes off well. Excuse 
me..." Magante said over her shoulder as she took the bags and 
started walking towards us. She caught my gaze and followed it to 
Harrison who was still watching me in shifting glances. Now why 
was she looking at me like that? "Brought your bags..." she said, 
sitting across me in the chair I'd been in, next to Marcy. The 
guys decided to move over near the girls by the window, and struck 
up a low conversation.

	"What's up with them?" Marcy asked, pointing to Harrison.

	"Cousins." Magante said. Then she gave me a really deep look. 
"Was it...?" She started, then stopped and looked back to the 
'bar' before watching me. I nodded, looking at my gang. "Was it 
consensual?"

	I thought for a moment, unclipping Teddy from my bag and 
holding him in my lap. Marcy looked at Mr. H and her jaw dropped. 
May crossed her legs as I said; "Yeah... How...?"

	"The way you looked at each other..." She said.

	"Fuck..." Marcy said.

	"When I was your age, he would go to jail for this, consent 
or not. Now, he could lose his job." Magante said.

	"Um..." I said, taking my belt out of my bag and putting it 
on. I liked the look, so I clipped the dildo to it and tossed the 
thin chain in my bag.

	"You'll be ok, don't worry." She said.

	"No... don't report him, please. I know it seems like we hate 
each other... maybe we do... but it's more complicated than that." 
I said.

	"Shit A.C. He's old. What the fuck were you thinking?" May 
said. I didn't answer - what the fuck had I been thinking?

	"Still, he's in a position of authority, he's violated the 
trust of that." Magante said.

	"It just wasn't like that. Don't get me wrong, I still don't 
like him, but now we can be adult about it... And I don't get that 
much..." I said.

	"Hmm..." she said.

	"You know, I first met Mr. H. when I was only ten, breaking 
into his house. He had me arrested. We've been on bad terms ever 
since. This kind of balances it." I said.

	"I read that in your file. You sure?" Magante said.

	"Yeah, something's different now. Just... let it go please. 
Trust me; I fix my own issues..." I said.

	She just nodded and sipped her coffee. We let it drop and the 
table fell into silence. Melinda was brushing my hair while May 
twirled her pubes. Fatima and Marcy just exchanged looks and then 
waited. Before Magante left she said "There's a lot more to you 
than you think Alandra..."

	What did that mean?

	"Well at least you got your bags back..." Melinda said.

	Up at the 'bar' Magante gathered Harrison and they left, 
waving to Bill. Cousins huh? I checked my bag as soon as they were 
gone; the tissue with Mr. H's cum was still in there. I had my 
insurance.

	

	We sat around chatting for a little bit, the guys went and 
hit on those girls, and a few minutes later they all got up 
together. "Hey guys, see you later." Rubin called over as they 
made for the door. The girl in the sarong was jacking Kevin off as 
they walked out.

	"Have fun." May called back with a laugh.

	"Looks like Kevin's already started." Melinda said.

	"Yeah no shit." Marcy said.

	"I... just can't believe it..." Fatima said. "I keep seeing 
it, but I can't believe it... You're all crazy..."

	"Yeah, but it's fun ain't it?" I said, and she blushed before 
looking down. We were going to drive that poor girl over the edge 
eventually...

	People started coming in and settling around. It was a little 
after seven and open mic started in an hour. "You kids can stay." 
Bill said "But keep cool." He served beer during open mic, and we 
knew better than to sneak some and get him busted. Better to do 
that elsewhere Ð 'never piss in your own backyard' or something 
was how they put it.

	Sometimes open mic was fun Ð get to see all the soccer moms 
and office dads come out and try to be somebody, try to forget who 
they were for a night and fake at cool with some really funky 
poems and usually bad music. Sometimes one or two of them were 
pretty good. When it was all good we'd help out Bill with keeping 
the place flowing. He had a lady named Janice who came in to run 
the mic Ð one of those liberal types in the African clothes and 
tie dyed skirts despite being a middle aged white woman. I 
wondered how she'd dress now, with all this nudity going around. 
Last week she'd gone topless for half the show.

	Melinda slowly ran her finger along my slit and then diddled 
my clit a few times as she whispered in my ear "Remember your 
promise?"

	I sat up, a little surprised, then said "Yeah, but here? 
Now?"

	"Why not? Teddy can watch" she said, giving me a kiss on the 
neck. I guess I shouldn't have sat in her lap alongside May. She 
took my teddy bear off my knee.

	I was about to melt, when Marcy said "Ew..." I mean, she was 
kissing my neck...

	I looked up and saw Bill; he was wiping that cup he always 
wiped when he wanted to look busy. He thought it made the place 
look like one of those bars in movies Ð keep the lights low and 
sit there wiping the same cup clean over and over... That had to 
be the cleanest cup in the world by now... What it really meant 
was 'I'm busy, no I'm not sneaking peeks at you, I'm the big guy 
over here who's doing something else...' "Not in front of Bill..." 
I said.

	"Why? May tells me she always..." Melinda began.

	"Yeah, but that's..." I started.

	"What?" May said, a little angry. "That's just May? Like I'm 
crazy or something?" May looked down at the floor, not meeting 
anyone's gaze. She was probably watching the same coffee stain I 
was...

	"Let's get a refill." Fatima said to Marcy, and they got up.

	"No May..." I said.

	"I... I'm sorry... I... Aw shit..." May said. She wasn't 
talking to me though... I think she was talking to herself... She 
took Teddy and hugged him to herself, her eyes a little wet.

	"Maybe later would be best..." Melinda said.

	"Yeah..." I said. I wasn't sure I wanted to do it, but I did 
promise, and I suppose I ought to try it someday.

	We were silent for a bit. Fatima and Marcy came back after 
taking way too long to pour half n' half. They smiled at us when 
they got back.

	"We gotta go." May said. "Fashion makeover." She tugged on 
Fatima's jeans.

	"Well have fun." Bill said as we hit the door.

	"He really your cousin?" I asked.

	"Yep. He went to college, and I came here. We weren't that 
close till he took the job at your school." Bill said.

	Hmm... "Well, catch you later." I said, stepping outside. We 
passed Janice on her way in. Her outfit was the normal routine, 
save that her skirt opened in the front to reveal an aging 
somewhat chubby pussy. Whatever gets you going I guess. We said hi 
and bye before heading off. As usual, Fatima looked scandalized.

	

	The mall wasn't too busy, only a little more than Tuesday. No 
guys in the lot to hassle us this time Ð which was good, cause 
it'd been one of those days where any one of us could have made a 
real mistake if given the reason.

	"Hey is that the place?" Melinda asked, pointing to the door 
of Purrfect Pussy. Nancy was in the display window, where they had 
those two chairs, doing something to get one of them ready. I 
guess peak hours where coming up. That or they were making sure 
they were ready for the weekend.

	"Yeah" I said.

	"I wanna get a heart design shaved in." She said. Then she 
reached for and touched my clit-ring, adding "Maybe one of these 
too." May whispered something in her ear. "Oh... well nevermind. 
Maybe later."

	"What?" I asked, shifting my stance to deal with a sudden 
feeling of being wet.

	"No sex for a month..." May said.

	Fatima looked up from doing her best to ignore the store in 
front of us, and Marcy rolled her eyes. "Oh. Get it during 
finals." I said.

	"Hey, good idea." Melinda said, perking up.

	"We can come back for the shave, let's find something for her 
to wear." Marcy said.

	"Yeah..." I said. "Those jeans will never do Fatima."

	We hit one of those teen places with designs from all over. 
Half the place looked like skateboard and music t-shirts for the 
guys; the other half had some good shit though. But I doubt Fatima 
could ever wear some of it Ð a lot of open bust shirts, crotchless 
bottoms, and so on.

	The girls working the shop looked even more nude than us, and 
three of us didn't have a stitch on. They were all lace, latex, or 
fake silk, and all designed to show them off- to make you look. 
Two guys were on shift as well, wearing low jeans and leather 'X' 
harnesses with pockets into which they had store shit Ð like those 
price tagging things. Not much eye-candy for the girls I guess...

	I found something like a lacy ankle length cloakish gown Ðtwo 
buttons up on the neck collar and it fanned out to almost expose 
the nipples, but not quite, by your waist it was more on your hips 
than anywhere else Ð open front. The sleeves where long and also 
fanned out at the cuff. With the lace though, it didn't matter Ð 
you could see right through anyway. "Hey Marce, this one's for 
you." I gave it to her.

	"As if..." She said, putting it down and picking up a pink 
blouse. "Here, try this on." She gave it to Fatima, along with 
some hip-hugging bell bottoms.

	It took us an hour, but we found three affordable outfits 
that would get Fatima, if not somewhat nude, at least fashionable. 
Three years ago this shit would have been wild, now it was what 
the bible-girls wore. I guess that was sort of fitting...

	When you put her in those tight hip-huggers, a half-top, 
smart sneakers, and pig tails like mine Fatima was actually pretty 
sexy in a dark South Asian sort of way. She looked happy, though 
she wouldn't keep the pig tails. She took them down and put her 
bandana back in, so we ended up buying a full set of scarves in 
different designs... I wasn't gonna make a point about her showing 
so much waist and still insisting on a covered head, if she could 
'forget it' I would too.

	Oh, I bought that cloak thing, not sure why though.

	

	We went back to Purrfect Pussy, and got Melinda signed up for 
a shave. Fatima wouldn't enter the store, nor would Marcy, so they 
agreed to meet us in the food court. Nancy looked a little jealous 
to see Melinda with May, but she handled it professionally Ð I 
don't think anyone but me picked up on it. Besides, she had to be 
at least 20, old maid territory... I guess you had to be at least 
bi to work in a place like this without going nuts. I know if you 
asked a bunch of guys to shave each other's balls there'd be a 
fight in there somewhere... And Marcy would faint if she saw what 
went on in here and I'm not talking about the extra service 
Marylyn gave Ð the shaves alone would do her in.

	Melinda got her heart, and only 'had' to cum two times to get 
it. May got a little jealous, and sat there fucking herself with 
her dildo. On a whim I bought a second dildo Ð non electric, just 
a slight curve to the semi soft plastic and a lot of ribbing. I 
put it in the bag with my cloak. I had a plan, but I wasn't really 
sure it was a good idea. I had them gift wrap it and I put a 
little card in there saying 'consider it a safety'.

	On our way to the food court I saw one of those knicker-girls 
again Ð in a halter top with her panties down at the knees. Not 
the one getting fucked last time, but one that had been with her. 
She had a boy toy on her arm. His fly was open and she was 
stroking him when she saw us. She stopped and came over; "you know 
Mitch?" She asked.

	"What's it to you?" I said. May looked guarded, but Melinda 
just looked confused.

	"Hey, ease up, I'm just asking. I think he was talking about 
you guys at school today." She said.

	"Yeah we know him, what'd he say?" May asked.

	"He said, and this is how he said it, not me... He said 'I'm 
gonna put a cap in that nigger they got with them'" she said. "You 
guys watch out, I hear he owns a gun, and people say he's fucked 
up." Her eyes searched us to see if we got it, to see if we 
understood.

	It was no different than what they say about us though... 
"Thanks for the warning." I said, and we walked on. Why is it 
everyone always wants to go for the black guy? Kevin once said 
that anytime something bad happened and there was a black guy on 
the scene it was assumed to be him, but if anything good happened 
they assumed he'd been given an unfair hand by somebody else... -
We're only responsible for ourselves when we fuck up- Something 
like that...

	

	We got Chinese and met Marcy and Fatima out on the food 
court. Fatima was saying something about it being a sin to eat 
pork "It's in the bible, trust me..." She said. Marcy was 
finishing off a hotdog with a guilty look on her face.

	"Leviticus 11:7." I said between bites of Chow Mein. "Pa went 
off on a trip once, thinking the pork industry was a communist 
conspiracy..." Till I found his meds...

	"Yeah, that's the part all you freaks got Ð the Old Testament 
right?" May said, pushing some eggplants around disappointedly. 
"Mom makes better."

	"Hah." I said. "Something like that. We could ask those 
freaks outside about it." The bible crowd from Tuesday was still 
out in the lot. Malls are private property, so you had to protest 
outside. "Here try some of mine." We swapped plates; I wasn't in 
the mood for stir fried beef anymore anyway.

	"Like they know shit." Melinda said, getting rice on her 
tits. "Most of those guys can't quote shit that's actually in 
there." Yeah... she'd do fine with us with that attitude. "How do 
you use these anyway?" she held up her chopsticks and looked at 
May. May gave her a fork.

	"Not bad girl." Marcy said, looking at Melinda's new pubic-
cut.

	"I... I didn't know you liked..." Melinda began, dropping the 
fork.

	"Ew... No, I just mean I like the design, but they cut it too 
low, it..." Marcy said, sipping her soda down to the bottom.

	"Oh... Yeah. I wanted the heart to end with my clit." Melinda 
said, spreading her labia to show it off and getting Marcy to find 
something else to look at.

	"Hey those knicker-girls are back." She said, tossing her 
head to look behind us. They were passing on the walkway across 
from the food court and didn't see us.

	"A little bird told me Mitch is gunning for Kevin." I said, 
looking across at the girl who'd spoken to us. Fatima looked 
confused, but Marcy got it.

	"He got something against Kevin?" Melinda asked, finally 
getting her rice down. I gave her a tissue to wipe up her tits.

	"They always go for him..." May said. "People think if we're 
a gang, of course Kevin's behind it all..." She paused. "They call 
this shit Chinese?"

	Melinda slouched down and looked out over the mall for a 
minute. Then she asked; "So... are you guys a gang?"

	I shrugged. "If that's what you call friends..." If you 
looked up gang in a real dictionary, one that said what words 
really meant, it would probably say any group of poor kids that 
hang out together. Pa once said a gang was a 'mini political 
economic something or other without state sanc... approval or... 
whatever." He'd been reading one of those books of his again...

	"Everyone at school says you are." Melinda said. "Missy in 
Geometry said, like; I'd get in trouble if I kept with you guys."

	"Yeah well... You probably will." I said. May gave me a 
warning look. "Well..."

	Melinda shrugged. "Nobody's gonna tell me who my friends 
are."

	"You're not half bad." Marcy said. Even Fatima smiled. It's 
good to have friends after all.

	

	We left the mall, heading back to Albatross to get our bags. 
When I got a chance I slipped my little gift into Fatima's 
shopping bag. I wasn't sure, but I had a feeling she'd need that 
if she was gonna keep true to her faith and still hang with us. 
Unless she wasn't allowed self relief... I had no idea.
	

	Things were still going with the mic when we got there. Some 
people had our spot so we hassled Bill behind the counter. When 
you hang at a place as much as we did, you sort of end up getting 
to do what you want. We tossed our shopping next to our school 
bags in the back and settled in.

	"How'd it go?" Bill asked. So we filled him in on our 
shopping trip. He got a little distracted when Melinda hopped up 
on the counter and spread herself out to show her new 'hairstyle', 
and I used that to make sure Fatima didn't find her gift too 
early. I managed to slip it back in there before we were done 
though.

	There was a lot of distraction after all Ð with all the old 
people hanging around reading poems about the woes of driving a 
minivan, their cat, bad latte, or some shit like that. It always 
seemed pretty meaningless. "Everybody's gotta have an out." Bill 
once said.

	We were sitting around working on sodas and watching people 
make fools of themselves when May got a look on her face and 
jumped up running to the restroom saying "Aw shit..."

	"What...?" Melinda said.

	"May always comes on sudden like that..." I said, looking at 
the calendar Bill kept by his events board.

	Melinda thought for a second then said "Oh... oh wow... that 
sudden?"

	"Yeah... she's been irregular since summer." Marcy said.

	"Since the whole bottomless trip." I said, looking down at my 
own bare body.

	"When do you guys get it?" Melinda asked.

	"Usually next week." Marcy said. "We used to all go off 
together..." She looked toward the restroom.

	"Two weeks away for me." Fatima said.

	"Mine ended Sunday." Melinda said, following Marcy's gaze. 
"Well that fucks up our plans..." Marcy gave her a look, trying to 
figure out that last bit.

	"May'll be ok. She doesn't cramp much at least." I said. Bill 
was just figuring it out... At least he was back to cleaning that 
cup of his, so I imagined he'd managed to find something about us 
to make him nervous. Men...

	May chose that moment to return. "Fuck..." She said, holding 
a hand over her belly. Bill got a clean towel Ð more of a rag 
actually Ð and passed it over without a word, just an odd blush. 
"Thanks." She said, looking down.

	"You're not gonna put anything on?" Melinda asked.

	"I don't own anything to put on." May said, rifling through 
her bag. She came out with a tampon, putting it in behind the 
counter to keep the poetry crowd from getting bothered up...

	"I don't know how you do it May..." Marcy said.

	May just gave a weak grin. "No guy's gonna wanna fuck me 
now..." She put the rag on a stool and sat on it.

	"You could use a break May..." I said. "And there's always 
these." I held up my dildo.

	"Or these." Melinda held up her fingers.

	"Ew..." Marcy said.

	"Isn't that unclean?" Fatima asked. This time it was May's 
turn to look confused Ð I don't think she understood the idea that 
any woman could think anything coming out of her pussy would be 
anything but wonderful. On the other hand she'd gotten used to 
guys steering clear during that time.

	One of the teachers from the school recognized us, I didn't 
know her though. She was sitting in our spot, with a sheer panel 
gown on Ð only the front panel was pulled aside leaving her open. 
When she saw us she came up to Fatima and said something I missed. 
Fatima said her piece back and the woman went away shaking her 
head. Turned out she was one of her teachers, wanting to know why 
Fatima was with us.

	After that we stayed around till things died down. Marcy and 
Fatima left not long after ten. The last of the crowds probably 
cleared out a little later. Melinda'd made a call home, so things 
were cool for her.

	

	The three of us took off, waving goodbye to Bill. He used to 
worry about us girls going home late, but not much anymore. Guess 
he figured we could handle trouble. Fortunately we didn't have to. 
We all went to my place.

	I walked in on Manuel spanking a naked girl in his lap on the 
couch as Rosa and a naked Cindy where playing video games. It was 
pretty crowded here...

	"Ow!" The girl cried out. Rosa and Cindy giggled. The poor 
girl's bottom looked pretty red, but she wasn't struggling, just 
panting.

	"Is that Kitten?" May asked.

	"Hey A.C., May. I know you?" Manuel asked a shocked looking 
Melinda. I introduced her, and found out the girl was indeed 
Kitten Ð whose butt I'd seen next to the twins at lunch. I still 
couldn't get over that name... I hope she really liked sex...

	"Don't you guys need to go home?" I asked.

	Cindy looked up at the clock and said "Oh shit! I was 
supposed to call and hour ago." I gave her the phone and after a 
bunch of 'but mom!'s she seemed to have it sorted out. Her mom was 
on the way and would give Kitten a ride as well.

	"Better put that bikini on." I said.

	Cindy gave me a hopeful look and said "Shower first?"

	I blushed as May jabbed me in the ribs. "Uh... no. I'm busy." 
I said, so she grabbed Kitten away from Manuel and they hit the 
bathroom.

	"Wait a sec" Kitten said, getting her stuff ready. Strange 
girl, she still hadn't said a word to me...

	"You guys fucking around pretty good?" May said.

	"Naw, she's a virgin." Manuel said.

	"Kitten?" Melinda asked, and he nodded. That wouldn't last, 
with a name like that.

	"Hey me too." Rosa said. Not to girls I thought. "That girl 
called again. It's on the machine."

	

	I hit the button, May and Melinda standing around me.

	

	It was Jenny all right. "Alandra? A.C.? Um... I'm sorry... 
I... I want to talk to you. I... I just want to see you. I just... 
I dunno. I hope your ok. I... Oh damn it... Don't be mad at me, 
please... Don't hate me... I just don't understand... Can you call 
me?" She was sobbing through the whole thing.

	"Who's that?" May asked.

	"Anthony's sister." I said.

	"Oh... Oh man..." May actually crossed her legs. I'd told her 
about that great dane of theirs and what her brothers had wanted 
me to do... Melinda looked confused, but figured it wasn't her 
place to say anything; she just grabbed May's hand and gave it a 
squeeze with a concerned look at the machine.

	"I dunno, I gotta figure out some way to deal with her." I 
said.

	"Yeah..." May said.

	"She not bi... She's all lezzie, in a family of rude boys..." 
I said to Melinda.

	

	May took Melinda to my room. As I followed I saw Manuel enter 
the bathroom.

	"Your Pa out?" May asked when I hit the room.

	"Fuck if I know." I said. "He might be crashed out..."

	Melinda sat on my bed. "Kinda small for three..." She said 
before smiling. "Guess we'll have to get cozy."

	"You're gonna collect on that promise aren't you?" I asked, 
knowing full well I was about to lose my lezzie virginity. I might 
as well see if I could enjoy it - should'a never licked her pussy 
on Tuesday during wrestling. But I guess if I hadn't, we wouldn't 
have all hooked up with her later.

	She patted the bed next to her and smiled at me. "Relax" she 
said. I looked between her and May, took off my belt and the dildo 
hooked to it Ð all I'd had on - set down my bag in the usual spot, 
and sat by Melinda. May tossed her pack and dildo down as well, by 
Melinda's bag. She stretched out Ð causing Melinda to pause and 
watch Ð then sat down on my chair with a yawn.

	"Sorry A.C." She said, rubbing her belly "It's a little sore. 
You got any weed?"

	"Sorry?" Oh... "That's ok; two of you might be too much for 
me right now." I said, handing her my stash. So she wanted to do 
me too... I'd wondered. She looked at it for a minute then put it 
on the nightstand.

	Melinda pulled me in for a kiss. I stained my bed, but didn't 
care. I felt her push my legs apart and brush along my thighs.

	I heard May get up and leave. A minute later I heard her say 
"Get lost kid" from the bathroom.

	"Ew, that's gross." I heard Manuel say, which broke me and 
Melinda out of the kiss in a fit of laughter.

	"Hey I warned him." She said when she got back. "Little perv 
was watching his girlfriends shower behind the screen..."

	"I'm not sure if they're his, or Rosas, or what..." I said.

	Melinda looked at me, the hand in my thighs stopping. "Oh. 
Ooh..." She smiled in a feral way.

	"Hey don't even think that." I said. "You wanna tap this ass 
then you ain't gonna be doing my sister. She still needs to figure 
shit out."

	"A lot like you..." May said. I gave her an annoyed look - 
cause she was right.

	"Yeah well she ain't gonna figure shit out just talking." 
Melinda said, and then her lips were on my boob. May sat down on 
the other side and took my hand in hers. She started brushing my 
hair to take away the fear of what was coming. I squeezed her 
hand, then suddenly tighter when I felt a hand on my pussy. It was 
good to have friends.

	"I don't get guys..." I said.

	"Huh?" May asked, brushing my hair out of my eyes and giving 
me a puzzled look.

	"Guys. They're never scared, they just jump right in." I 
said.

	"Maybe..." May said. Who the fuck was I talking to? May 
jumped in to. But I knew better, I knew she was still scared.

	"It's ok sweatie..." Melinda said, coming up for a quick kiss 
on the lips again. Sweatie? Did she call -me- that? Better hide 
the knives and guns... May giggled. The pressure on my pussy 
started moving. She just took to pushing down and making slow 
circles at first, while she kissed me up and down. Somehow I ended 
up lying down on the bed with them on each side of me.

	You know, it really did feel good. She was soft, gentle, and 
slow. She worked me up with tender kisses from head to toe. She 
only stopped a few times to kiss May Ð who kept running her 
fingers through my hair the whole time. Melinda's fingers, magic 
that they were, kept working along the outside of my pussy. When I 
couldn't stand it anymore she slowly spread my labia and lowered 
her head down for one quick yet gentle kiss upon the opening of my 
vagina. Then she backed off and lowered her hand into my slit Ð 
running along the length of my inner labia up to my clit and down 
again. "Oh... Oh yeah..." I gasped out. Then it was "Oh! Oh no 
no..." as her tongue hit me down there. "Oh no..." I giggled; then 
gasped out "Oh yes. Fuck yes."

	I opened my eyes to see May grinning down at me. "You're 
loving this aren't you, you little bitch." I said up to her. She 
just stuck out her tongue and pulled down an eyelid, then went 
back to my hair.

	Melinda's tongue was all over me. I'd had guys down there 
before, but high school guys barely know how to use their cocks, 
let alone their tongues. Every now and then, at just the right 
moment, her fingers would brush over my clit, squeeze her, or give 
a nice little tug.

	Then she switched, tongue on clit, and fingers in my cunt - 
fingers that went deep into me searching around. "Oh!" I screamed 
out, and heard a thump outside the door. I opened my eyes to see 
May getting off the bed.

	The fingers in me sped up and as I looked over May peered 
outside and said "Get lost twerp." Then she came back to bed with 
a big grin saying "Rosa... you should'a seen the look on her 
face."

	"Shit... Oh... oh yeah..." It was hard to focus on anything 
beyond my vagina. "Uh-huh..." I gasped out. Melinda found whatever 
it was she was looking for in there, and started working it over 
good.

	"Oh yeah." She said with a laugh. "I got her spot all right." 
Then she clamped her lips back down on my clit. I was whimpering. 
Then I was cumming. Fuck was I cumming... Whatever she found down 
there, I sure liked it.

	"Is that her G-spot?" May said.

	"What?" I asked, only half there. Melinda was working me over 
good Ð fingers ramming into me hard, and then finding that spot, 
then back to ramming. All the while she was sucking and licking at 
my clit.

	"You don't know?" Melinda said. "That's what you get for 
fucking boys..."

	"No I know..." I tried to say, but then suddenly it felt like 
I was peeing, and Melinda bounced back, laughed, and jumped in. It 
was only for a second. "Ooops" I said.

	"What?" May asked, looking down at my pussy.

	"She's a squirter." Melinda said before licking me up and 
down my slit.

	"Oh that sounds gross..." I said. Squirting piss when I cum? 
I'd never done that before.

	"It's not like its piss or anything." May said. "Hers tastes 
pretty good." She nodded at Melinda, who was working to build me 
up to a second ride on the miracle bus.

	"You'd know..." I panted out to May. Melinda popped her head 
up. "Hey!" I called out.

	"Damn straight." She said. Then she started shifting around, 
and next thing I knew I was dealing with a face full of pussy. 
"Your turn" She said.

	That wasn't part of the promise... And wasn't this promise 
only supposed to last a minute? But, it didn't stop me, and yeah Ð 
hers did taste pretty good, strange, but not bad. Or maybe I was 
just worked up.

	

	We must've gone on like that for an hour before collapsing in 
exhaustion. The last thing anyone said was Melinda; "Shit, I 
forgot my homework..."

	

	Later that night the door opened a crack and I saw Pa peek 
in. He started to turn away but stopped, spun around and took a 
second look, counting the three girl heads sticking out from the 
blanket. We were all wrapped up nice and tight in my twin bed, and 
it was wonderful. I was barely conscious, but I saw him shake his 
head and walk away. I slid my stash of weed back into the drawer.

	

	I guess I wasn't scared anymore, but if that was true, why 
did I cry myself to sleep?

	

	[To be continued...]

	

	


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