

Nanny3: Back to School 2/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC and
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Part 2

****

Athena woke a short time later.  She quickly looked around, but
found herself alone in the empty gym.  "My God!" she mumbled 
"What happened?"

Her mind was still reeling and she rubbed her face with her hands
to try and clear it.  She was terribly embarrassed at what had
just happened.  She had done it again!  She had lost control and
made a complete fool of herself, right in front of a lowly
sophomore!  Paige had made her cum by just trying to help her! 
How unbelievable!   All that trouble just to get unstuck from the
stupid position she had gotten herself into.  Becoming stuck like
that was really something that happened to other, lesser people.
It shouldn't have happened to someone like her at all.

She automatically patted her hands lightly over her hair,
expecting to find a terrible mess, but was pleasantly surprised
to discover everything in place.  Even her pumps were placed
neatly beside her.  She checked her clothes but could find
nothing wrong.  The helpful teen had even buttoned the top of her
sweater, which Athena always left open to show at least a hint of
cleavage, sometimes more depending on the class and the teacher.
At least Paige was nice enough to have fixed her clothes for her
before she left.  Probably did it out of guilt, after having
taken so long to free her.  Of course, she could have stayed with
her, to make sure everything was all right, but there was no
point in getting upset about that now.  

She reasoned Paige must really like her to have done all of this
just for her, but then Athena knew all the girls at school liked
or at least envied her, so why not?  Still, what would she say
when she saw the teen again?  They had some upcoming classes
together so she had better be ready.  Did Paige know that
she...she had actually climaxed?  The teen had to know, didn't
she?  Or did she?  Was she really as stupid as she seemed?  She
was after all just an inexperienced  sophomore.  Maybe she did
not know what she had done after all.  Even so, the girl's
maladroit attempts to free her had caused her to become
half-undressed, and Paige was certain to tell everyone all about
that!  Athena Valentine, with her sweater over her head, braless,
and her head buried in the sand!  Oh, boy.  She could hear it
now, "Athena, the Golden Ostrich!!"  God, it was going to be all
so humiliating!  

She stamped her bare right foot in anger.  How dare that slip of
a girl do such a thing to her!  To put her, Athena Valentine, in
a position of such embarrassment that she'll probably have to be
extra nice to everyone for the rest of the day, just so they'll
think nice of her and not say nasty things about her today of all
days.  

"Paige!" she growled.  "You idiot!"  Well, it would be her word
against Paige's if it ever came to that, so why would anyone else
have to know what happened, or believe it if they did happen to
hear something.  She would just point out the facts of life to
the teenager and talk about the future a little.  Doing anything
today about it was out of the question, but once the prom was
finished...watch out, Paige!  Athena would make certain to remain
in school just long enough to get the little bitch good.  "It'll
be payback time then, you stupid sophomore!" she whispered
lovingly.  "My time."

What a fool she must have looked!  The thought still made her
burn.  Athena hated to look foolish in front of anyone, and
always made sure to make life hell for the unlucky soul she
thought had caused it.  This time though, at least Paige did try
to help her.  If the new, improved Athena Valentine had found
Paige with her ass in the air and her head stuck between the
bleachers, she would have just laughed and left her there.  She
had far more important things to take care of in her life, such
as herself, and today especially.

She slipped on her pumps and stood to leave.  Athena
automatically looked for her books, then suddenly remembered what
happened.  "Oh, no!" she cried out desperately.  Her books!  Her
books were gone!  What happened to them?  She couldn't go to
class without her books.  This was terrible.  She couldn't even
find her notebook.  Then she remembered!  Her notebook had joined
her other books in the darkness underneath the high stand of
bleachers.  She had dropped it when she had unaccountably
climaxed!

"Damn that girl," she said, thinking of her rescuer.  She thought
briefly about going under the bleachers and then looking for
everything, but the chance of becoming caught again changed her
mind.  She'd just have to think of something to tell her
teachers, especially that bitch Miss Bohon.  At least she would
have until after lunch to think of a plausible excuse.

She looked around hopelessly a final time, then quickly strode
down the bleachers and left the gym, her high heels clicking
importantly as they left tiny indented circles across the
polished wooden floor.  A small button from Athena's sweater
remained behind on the top row.  It gleamed in the bright light,
even though there was no one there to see it.

****

As she walked to her first class, Athena began to notice her bra
seemed tight, like it was much too small.  That was odd, because
it fitted perfectly when she bought it.  She thought about going
back to the gym and changing it with the athletic bra she kept in
her locker, but she was already late for class and the last thing
she wanted today was to get into trouble.   It wouldn't have been
so bad had her breasts not been so tender, and her nipples so
sensitive.  It almost felt like someone had been squeezing them.
That was just how they felt whenever she had one of her strange
encounters with the Devereux clan.  The little girls were always
fascinated by her tits.  They would play with them even after she
would plead with them to stop and they grew sore from the girls'
constant if childish pawing.  That's the way they felt now, like
someone had been mauling them.  Athena couldn't figure out why
that was the case.  The only ones in the gym had just been Paige
and her friends.  If a boy had walked in, Athena would have died
for sure, before he even laid a hand on her, helpful or
otherwise!

* * * *

She stopped in front of the closed door.  "Shit.  It's started
already," she complained.  It was Introduction to Astronomy and
they were reviewing constellations today.  Unless she could slip
in unnoticed, she will have to stand in front of the entire class
and invent some lame excuse before she could take her seat. 
Normally this would not have been a problem at all, but she still
felt oddly shaken from the gym and for once truly wanted to fade
into the background for a time.

"Okay, you can do this," she said quietly.  She made the mistake
of taking a deep breath to calm down and her breasts tingled
wildly in their tight cups.  

"Oh!  I've got to stop doing that!"  Athena wanted to massage her
chest to clear away these distracting sensations, but to do that
out here in the hall was impossible.

"To hell with it," she muttered.  Praying there was a slide show
or something else going on to keep the room nice and dark, Athena
opened the door and walked in.

 "Ah, finally decided to join us I see," said Mr. Doge.  He was a
middle-aged man with short, thinning hair in jeans and sports
jacket, and was standing in front of a neatly drawn
representation of the constellation Orion.  

Fortunately, this teacher was one of her greatest fans, and
Athena flashed him her best smile, but even he was prone to
sarcasm on occasion.  

"Had some business in the gym to take care of.  It's prom night,
you know."

"No!  You don't say!  Very well, please take your seat Miss
Valentine, and we shall continue."

Normally very happy to be at the center of attention, Athena
suddenly felt very nervous at the stares she received from her
fellow students as she made her way to her seat.  Instead of her
usual haughty way of meeting them glance for glance, this time
she lowered her eyes to avoid their looks and almost ran to her
desk.  She couldn't understand why she was suddenly so
embarrassed.  After she was seated, she shook her head to clear
it of her strange confusion.  "No, this isn't right at all," she
thought.  "I'm the one in charge here, not them."

She sat up straight and regally returned everyone's look, before
ignoring them completely and focusing her attention on the
teacher.  Everyone then followed her example and turned to face
the front of the room.

"Ah," she said softly.  "That's more like it."  The Superior
Woman strikes again!

After a time, Athena wished she had in fact gone back to change
her strangely fitting bra before coming to class.  The longer she
wore it the more her breasts seemed to tingle.  It almost felt
like someone was constantly squeezing them every time she
breathed.  Her breasts were always a little sensitive.  It was
one thing of the many things she liked about her body. She
especially loved the way they bounced as she walked.  But the way
the bra felt, it was having way too much of an effect on her. 
Not only were her tits all tingly, but her pussy seemed to be
tingling in response as well.  Athena decided that she had better
take one of her dwindling supply of pills as soon as possible,
before these wonderful feelings got out of hand.  Her next class
was gym, and she always kept the pills in her locker there, just
in case.  Strange she had never felt the need for them at all
until this week.  

"I'm probably just nervous about the prom," she thought.  "That's
all it is."

Athena's astronomy class went as it always did.  Her teacher was
of course always looking at her.  She would smile shyly and cross
her legs at the knee and let a slender foot dangle at the end of
a bare, shapely calf.  He would just watch her swing it back and
forth.  At add a little spice, she sometimes would lean forward a
little to adjust one of her pumps, being careful to have at least
a few buttons on her top carelessly undone first.  The net result
of this simple routine was that Athena kept very getting good
grades without doing much of anything.  

Normally she loved doing things like this, but today was
different somehow.  Athena did enjoy the power she discovered
that she had over men, but after what happened earlier, even Mr.
Doge's normal stares made her a little uneasy, like she was
sitting there naked or something.  It didn't help much the way
her head still hurt from her own stupidity earlier, and the
terribly distracting sensations she kept receiving from the bra
that was constantly squeezing her sensitive chest.  

She tried flexing her shoulders to ease the pressure on her poor
breasts but when she pulled them back, a gasp was heard from the
boys in the room while her teacher turned very pale and dropped
the marker he was holding.  In her disgust at their immature
behavior, she never noticed the loss of two more buttons from the
front of her sweater.

"Oh, damn," Athena thought as she reluctantly stopped moving her
shoulders.  "That was starting to feel good, too.  Can't a girl
get any privacy around here?"  Guys were always watching her,
even as they pretended not to.  She couldn't move without causing
some kind of heart-stopping reaction.  How silly can you get?

At last the ordeal of Beginning Astronomy was over and she
gratefully got up to leave.  Her teacher obviously wanted to talk
to her about something after class, and she was pretty certain
about what.  His continuous stares at her chest had become more
than obvious during the last half of the class, the pig,  but
Athena couldn't understand what he was getting so worked up
about.  This time she was absolutely innocent.  She knew her
exquisite sweater was completely buttoned.  She had of course
checked it before she left the gym this morning.  Athena did not
have the patience for his drooling foolishness today, so she just
gave him a coy smile and slipped out with the others.  

Athena was looking forward to leaving the juvenile world of men
for a while, even if it was only for her miserable gym class.  At
least she could relax for a time and not have to worry about
anything.  Being the constant object of every boy's lustful
yearnings was very exciting, but to her surprise it also became
tiring after a while.  There was never a moment during the school
day without someone's eyes on her, undressing her, loving her. 
Every gesture, every move she made was watched.  Even now, just
walking down the hall she could feel their every glance, and they
weren't even looking at her lovely face or even her great legs. 
Oh, no!  Not them!  They were all staring at her chest, the
animals.  

The way the morning had gone, Athena was badly in need of a break
from anything having to do with sex.  At least in the gym the
other girls  wouldn't be staring at her constantly with such
ravenous eyes.

Without thinking, Athena headed for the administration office to
check her mail box for any special instructions she might be
getting from the principle or the other office workers.  It was
in the opposite direction of where she needed to be, but the
senior was feeling a little confused and she had already walked
over half-way there before she realized her mistake.  She
hurriedly walked the remainder of the way to the office, but the
only message she found there was a reminder to water the office
plants today.

"College degree and all they can think of for me to do is to
water the lousy plants!" grumbled Athena in disgust.

She started back towards the gym, unable to shake how tingly she
was feeling.  Athena had been feeling oddly sexy all morning,
ever since the weird incident with Paige at the gym, and it was
slowly getting worse.  She still could not understand how her bra
could shrink so much.  The constant squeezing of her trapped
breasts was becoming very distracting, it felt so delightful,
even if breathing did make them somewhat sore.   The answering
tingles coming from between her legs didn't help either!   She
found herself wondering foolishly if she should start buying all
of her clothes a few sizes too small.  

"Focus, girl, focus," Athena warned herself.  Today of all days
she needed a clear head and she did not have anything close to
one at the moment.  She needed to document everything about today
for her story, yet all she could think about was her swelling
breasts.  It was definitely pill time.  

"Maybe I should take two, just to be sure?" she wondered as she
continued swiftly down the hall.  She hated taking any, she had
so few.

"Oh, no!" she said and stopped abruptly.  It was Tara, Stephanie,
and Trisha, and they were walking purposefully towards her.  They
were seniors and her best friends here.  Until her arrival at
Elizabeth Borden, they were the considered elite of the social
set and at one time Athena marked them as her chief rivals. 
After she had pushed them aside and effectively taken their
place, she had put on her best manners and made sure they all
became the best of friends.

But two nights ago something happened with them that Athena was
still trying to understand.   Something happened which made her
wonder if the girls were really all that friendly with her after
all.

****
[Two days earlier]

Athena drove up the long circular driveway in her silver SUV. 
The monstrous vehicle, one of the biggest on the market, was
leased by her editor.  She told him she needed it to maintain her
image  and that was that.  It was far too large for her, but she
loved it anyway, especially the way it let her drive in style
while towering over the other drivers, another symbol of her
natural superiority.  It was one of the things she was going to
hate giving up once her assignment was over.

The expensive home belonged to the parents of her friend, Tara. 
The parents were at a club function this evening, which left Tara
alone with her younger sister.  A select group of seniors was
spending the night there and Athena had consented to drop by for
a visit.  Her prize was assured and she really had no need to
cultivate their friendship any longer, but she realized it could
not hurt to maintain her circle of important friends for a short
time longer.  

She parked directly in front, and walked up to the double doors
of dark polished wood.  Athena tried both bell and brass knocker
without any results.  She was about to leave when she finally
noticed a hastily scribbled note taped to a nearby window that
said, "Come on in!"

"It figures," Athena muttered and she let herself in.  

She stood in the wide foyer, observing with satisfaction the
obvious opulence of her surroundings.  From the large crystal
chandelier to the highly polished wood of the floor, it was a
place of elegance and obvious good taste.  Athena thought of the
much more humble surroundings she grew up in, and shook her head.
 This was the way to go.

Athena was startled out of her reverie by the sudden appearance
of a tall, laughing red-head rushing past her, her long bare legs
flashing under the long tee shirt she was wearing.

"Hi, Stephanie," she called after the apparition disappeared
around a corner.

Two other girls appeared just as suddenly, obviously in pursuit
of the first.  All were dressed the same as Stephanie.  Trisha, a
slim brunette with very short hair, continued the chase while
Tara, a short buxom girl with long blonde hair, stopped panting
in front of the disapproving Athena.

"Play time?" asked Athena sarcastically.

"Sure," said Tara.  "Why not get comfortable and join us?  I've
got some spare shirts upstairs if you don't want to get your
clothes mussed."

"No thanks," Athena said primly.  Athena knew she looked very
good in her dark green ribbed top, black form-fitting slacks and
dark brown boots, and she wasn't about to change for anyone. 
Besides, being the only one really dressed in the group made her
feel very superior.  "I'll just wait in the living room until
you're finished."

"Go on upstairs to my room, then.  Second door on the left. 
We'll be done in a minute.  That Stephanie.  Boy, is she fast!"

Athena nodded her consent, and turned to go up the winding
staircase.  She stopped suddenly when she felt a familiar pat on
her buttocks!  She turned to protest, but Tara had already gone.
She hated it whenever her friend did that to her.  It just wasn't
right.  Of course, Tara thought it was a big joke, like most
things, and was always touching her one way or another just to
irritate her.

It was obvious the evening's drinking had already started in
earnest and she wondered if she should just leave before things
really became crazy.   If only her editor wasn't so insistent
lately.  It was really his idea that she attend as many parties
as possible, although she wasn't sure if this really qualified as
such.

As she made her way to Tara's bedroom, Athena was feeling pretty
pleased with herself.  Things were working out just fine, and she
felt very confident of her assignment's successful conclusion. 
She was, for once, firmly in control of the situation and nothing
was going to change that.  

The only jarring note was naturally caused by her editor.  Being
this close to the end of her assignment, her editor was becoming
a nervous wreck!  The fool had insisted that she keep her pager
with her at all times, in or out of school, so he could contact
her at any time and receive the latest updates.  She tried to
change his mind, but for once he was adamant.  She must carry it
with her!  The attached clip on the cheap pager he had given her
had fallen off long ago, and she had usually hidden the thing
deep under her clothes in her gym locker.  Now this week she was
expected to carry the silly device around with her!  Like her
expensive outfits had pockets!  So, she had gotten into the habit
of tucking it into the waistband of her skirt or slacks so she
could reach it quickly.  She had to, because it was incredibly
noisy.  The thing didn't just beep a quiet tune at her, it
actually played a very loud selection from the 1812 Overture of
all things!  And with this she was suppose to go under cover! 
The silent mode was almost as bad.  Athena had left it on her
kitchen table once and had to catch it before the pager shook
itself across the table and onto the floor.

Her editor had already called her twice this week and became
absolutely furious when he found out she hadn't had the pager
with her either time.  Athena felt she had better appease him for
once and keep it with her, in case he might want to contact her
again.  Tonight she had tucked the small black box into the
waistband of her tight slacks above her right hip.  With her top
hanging over, no one could see it and she soon forgot that it was
even there.  

When she found Tara's bedroom, she debated once again about
staying.  The room was full of liquor and wine bottles, several
of them already empty.  "Good grief!  Don't these girls know when
to quit?"  

She found  an open bottle of chilled white wine and poured
herself a glass.  Athena sipped daintily while she waited for the
pursuit to finally finish.  She walked around the room, taking
mental notes of the posters on the wall and the music by the CD
player for her article.  

She thought about the three she had come to visit.  The girls
seemed to enjoy chasing each other round the big house
half-naked, but then they were just kids, so what did sheexpect?

The laughing trio finally returned and the drinking resumed. 
After an hour, the seniors became very giggly and silly, and
Athena decided it was a good time to leave.  It was late and the
special wine Tara had given her was making her very dizzy.  The
girls were on the large bed, but Athena felt more at ease sitting
away from the others.  She was in the comfortable chair at the
computer desk, which she had rotated around so she could face
everyone.  

Tara and the other girls had been giving her some very odd looks
for some time now which were starting to make Athena feel very
nervous.  All that whispering and laughing they were doing
between themselves.  She was sure they were laughing at her, the
Superior Woman!  Amazing!  She was just so perfect, how could
they even think of doing such a thing?

"You'd never guess what I found," Tara said with a wink to the
others.  She got off the bed and went over to Athena and the
computer.

"Oh, no," groaned Athena.  "Not more computer-talk."  She had
never known a group that could talk so endlessly about RAM, disk
space, operating systems, and web sites.  What was wrong with
these girls, anyway?

"You're going to love this!" Tara assured her.  Tara spun the
protesting reporter around and touched the keyboard.  "I was
surfing the other day and found...this."

A color picture appeared on the 17" monitor.  It was the image of
a nude girl standing in a poorly lighted bedroom with a shaved
pussy.  The girl had her face half-hidden in the shadows, but she
looked oddly familiar.  If fact, if Athena didn't know better, it
looked a great deal like Tara herself.  She wanted to look
closer, but Tara was leaning closely over her shoulder and she
didn't want to appear too interested.  In fact, Tara was getting
a bit too close, because Athena was sure she could feel the
senior's warm breast pressing against her left ear!  She would
have gotten up, but Tara was supporting herself with her hands on
Athena's shoulders, so the reporter was effectively pinned in the
chair.  She could do nothing except watch the strangely erotic
image on the screen while Tara's breast continued to press
against the left side of her flushed face.  It was all terribly
embarrassing!

The other girls came over to see and soon a breathless Athena
felt herself closely surrounded by the beautiful seniors.  She
jumped when she felt another unencumbered breast press this time
against the right side of her face.  She was afraid to open her
mouth in protest for fear of inadvertently taking an erect nipple
into her mouth.  And they were erect!  She could feel them
through the thin cotton.

The girls laughed at the picture, and all agreed on how very
gross it was for a girl to do that.  They went back to the bed,
but not before Tara rubbed the sides of Athena's very sensitive
neck!  The reporter was quite breathless when the girls sat back
down again and would have left except she needed some time to
recover.

Tara gave her another glass of wine and she gladly took it.  She
needed something badly to calm herself down.  But the more she
drank, the less calm she felt.  The sensation of the breasts
pressing against her face stayed with her.  She could still feel
the erect nipples poking into her cheeks whenever she turned her
head.  It made it her heart pound and her own nipples to react as
well.  She was starting to feel very warm.  The fact that the
girls kept talking about that stupid if very hot picture didn't
help any.  It was so fascinating, Athena wanted to study it
further, but she could not do so without it being incredibly
obvious.

Suddenly, Athena was astonished when, one by one, all of her
friends admitted that they were doing it.  She could not believe
it!  They had all shaved themselves, then posted the results!  

"Why don't you shave and show everyone how really great you look,
Athena?"  Tara asked.

"Not a chance!" an outraged Athena sputtered indignantly.  "How
could you even think of doing something like that?  That's way
too weird for me!" 

What a group!  If she wasn't feeling so dizzy at the moment, she
would have left right then.  She had been drinking everything
Tara had handed her in order to show that she was one of them,
but just realized that the drinks must have been much stronger
then Tara had told her.  

"Why not?" cooed Tara.  "Why not just give it a try?  It feels
really great!  If you're nervous, I can help."

"Me, too," said Stephanie warmly.

"And me!" added Trisha.  "I would just love to help you,Athena."

"Oh, no!" the reporter protested.  The thought of these girls
working on her naked privates, then posting the results on the
internet, caused the tiny hairs to rise on the back of her neck!


"A little...bikini trim," Athena said, blushing, "and that's just
for me to know about."  This was so embarrassing, talking about
her blonde muff so openly this way.  It also caused her to feel a
little sexy, the thought of them busy between her legs, which
really surprised her.  "Now why should I feel like that now?" she
wondered.  

Things were starting to get carried away, so Athena decided it
was time to reassert herself.  She rose proudly from the chair
and, being careful not to show any signs of her agitation, calmly
walked to and fro in front of the large bed where the girls were
all lounging, and explained to them in detail how they should by
now be above such childish things.  Shaving themselves like that
was only a small step above masturbation, she told them.  Shaving
and then putting themselves on display was even worse!  They knew
better then to do that.  As seniors they were to set the proper
example for the younger girls to follow.

As she walked and talked,  each subtle sway of her hips caused
the small flat pager to slip unnoticed further and further down
the front of the flustered woman's slacks.  

Noticing the thoroughly abashed looks on the girls' faces, Athena
decided that she had successfully made her point.  It was time to
sum up and then leave them for the evening, to better ponder her
superior wisdom.  

"Look, I said I just have a trim now and then, and I meant it. 
That's all I need.  That's all anyone really needs, so let's drop
it, okay?  Playing with yourself like that is just infantile!"

Tara patted a vacant spot on the bed next to her and Athena
reluctantly sat down next to her.  It was time to be nice again
to everyone.  Her friend put her left arm around the reporter's
waist and Athena jumped slightly at the unexpected contact.

 "I mean it!" Athena warned her friend again.

"Come on, girl," said an embarrassed Tara.  "We were just
kidding!  Honestly!  Still, I'd bet you'd look, well, really sexy
that way," 

"No thanks just the same," Athena said sternly as she felt the
girl's arm tighten.  "Tara, you know I'm right."  

She suddenly felt nervous the way the other suddenly grinning
girls were staring at her, especially Tara.  She did not like the
way this conversation was going at all.  Was it her fault she had
to show them all how to behave?  She was the Superior Woman,
after all, while they were still children.  She wondered if this
was not in fact her cue to leave before things really got silly.

"Maybe it's time I...OH!" gasped a stunned Athena as she jumped a
 foot above the bed.  The blood drained from her face as her body
froze in shock.  Something awful was happening just above the
waistband of her low-cut panties!

"Are you all right?" asked a laughing Tara.  "You look like
you've just seen a ghost."

"I'm...fine...really," gasped Athena as she fought to regain her
composure.  "You...just...startled...me."

"But I haven't done anything, yet," replied Tara, but Athena
never heard her.  Doubled over, she was far too busy trying to
understand what was causing her bladder to feel like it was ready
to explode!  She suddenly had to pee, real bad!

"What's going on?" asked Trisha.

Tara  could only shake her head.  "I don't know, but something's
sure got her attention."

Finally the distressed reporter realized what had happened.  It
was the pager!  The God-damned pager was going off inside her
slacks!  It was vibrating right over her poor bladder!  She
wanted to reach inside and pull it out, but how could she
surrounded by all of her friends like this.  She would become the
school's laughing stock!  Athena Valentine, the girl with the
hand in her pants!  Oh, God!  But she had to do something, and
quickly, otherwise she was certain she was going to wet herself!
If only she could think of what to do, but it was impossible to
think about anything with that three-alarm fire going on in her
slacks.

The madly shaking pager shifted down again and Athena felt a
certain relief as the device was no longer directly over her
gurgling bladder.  She carefully sat up, then realized with
horror that the vibrating monster was now over her pubic hair! 
Oh, no!  It had gotten onto the slick material of her low-waisted
panties and had slipped even further down!  Oh, God!  The
vibrating pager was already causing crazy sensations in her
vagina.  She had to stop it from going any lower!  She had to
find the button that turned the alarm off!

"What's going on, Athena?"  Tara asked.  She had been copping
feels from the beautiful senior all evening as well as feeding
her very strong drinks, and had even deliberately steered the
conversation so that they could finally get her out of those
exciting tight black pants.  Tara cupped Athena's firm left
breast in her hand as soon as the senior sat up, but the clearly
distracted Athena did not even notice

"G-going...on?  N-nothing.  W-why?" mumbled Athena.  She had to
stop this insane buzzing in her slacks.  It was driving her
crazy!  Her pussy was throbbing madly already.  It was even
making her breasts twinge.  God only knew what would happen if
the stupid thing went any lower.  Praying no one would notice,
the distressed Athena began to ease her trembling, sweaty hands
up her thighs and towards the front of her slacks.

But she was too late!  "AAAHH!" Athena cried out as she jumped
for the second time.  The pager had dropped yet again and this
time it was hammering directly on her panty-covered clit!

The surprised girls quickly cleared the bed as an overwhelmed
Athena fell back, her hands flying to her exploding crotch!  Her
hips bounced frantically all over the empty bed as she, nearing
hysteria, tried to find the 'Off' button, or at least move the
terrible thing away from her electrified pussy, but she couldn't
do either through the tight material of her slacks.  

The other girls watched in delight as the normally very cool
Athena Valentine, now inexplicably sex-mad, was obviously trying
to cum in her slacks!

"That cunt!" muttered Stephanie in disgust.  "After giving us all
that bullshit, then she goes and gets the hots for herself!"

"Yes, and she didn't even invite us to join her!" complained
Trisha.

"Not very polite at all," observed Tara.

"Uuhhh!" moaned Athena as she wildly searched for the small
device locked between her legs that was driving her insane.  Yet
all her frantic moves succeeded in doing was to shift the box
even more directly over her exploding cunt, while her searching
hands only kept pressing it even more firmly against her sex!   

Athena had gotten so desperate she was trying to rip apart the
stiff material covering her crotch when her body suddenly arched
in a taut bow over the bed.

"Aahhhh!" the reporter cried helplessly as her body was totally
consumed in a marvelous sexual fire!  She was cumming!  She was
cumming!

Even as the climax pulsed through her, the vibrations did not
stop and another orgasm grew and grew helplessly within her!  She
swiftly came again, then again, the powerful sensations driving
everything else from her mind.  Athena could feel the strength to
resist quickly draining from her over-stimulated body.  Feeling
the next orgasm already building in sharp intensity, she knew she
had one more chance, otherwise she was lost!  Desperately, she
started to slap her tender pelvis with the flat of her hand!  

"UH!!" Athena grunted with each mind-numbing hit as she
recklessly flayed away at the area of her most tender flesh. 
"UH!!  UH!!  UH!!"  

Her over-stimulated body shook under the repeated blows, but she
was cumming more than ever!  After nearly battering herself
senseless, yet still slave to the vibrating horror, Athena had
reached her wit's end.  With one final desperate strike of her
shaking fist, she finally connected with the elusive 'Off' button
and the pager's vibrations mercifully stopped.   

"AAAHHH!!" yelled the reporter at the final blow.  While able at
last to stop the out-of-control pager,  the force of the punch
Athena had given herself caused her to jerk up in painful shock
before falling limply back in a breathless daze.

Unable to move, the totally stunned woman could only lay gasping
on the bed.  Athena could feel the dreadfully soaked fabric
covering her cunt with her limp hands.  She knew dimly that her
friends could see her as she tenderly nursed her wounded crotch,
but for the moment she did not care.  

"Wow!" exclaimed Trisha in wonder.  "Did you see how she kept
slapping her...her pussy?"

"So, she likes it rough," observed Stephanie.  "Cool.  She came a
couple of times, but finally made it really big at the end.  Did
you hear her?"

"Why, yes," said Trisha.  "You're right.  She did, didn't she? 
How about that!"

"What brought all that on?" asked Tara.

"What we were talking about, I bet" said Stephanie.  "All that
talk about shaving.  I knew it was getting to the bitch, despite
how cool she was trying to play it."

"Maybe we should be the polite hosts and give her what she
wants?" Trisha said with a grin.

"Couldn't happened to a nicer person," said Stephanie.  "Got your
mini-cam handy, Tara?"

"Always.  Why?"

"Why do you think?"

"Oh my God!  What an idea!  Should we?"

"We should have fixed that stuck-up bitch a long time ago!"
Stephanie said eagerly.

"She's right," agreed Trisha.  "Let's do it!"

"Tara, start the mini-cam," ordered Stephanie.  "Fix it so that
we can just see her, you know?"

"Easy.  I'll just leave the on the desk lamp, and turn off
everything else.  My website is sure going to get a lot of hits
this week!"  Tara turned off the lights, then went over to her
computer and made a few keystrokes.  "Okay, we're on.  You want
sound?"

"No.  Let's not destroy the magic.  Just put on some music
instead."

"Which music?"

"I don't care.  It's your site.  Pick something!"

Feeling very bewildered, Athena lay on the bed, her right hand
idly rubbing her wounded crotch.  Faced with the terrible reality
of the present, her over-wrought mind retreated into the past. 
She was a little girl again.  She was hurt and she really needed
someone to care for her.  Little Athena could still sense the
offending pager pressing against her sore cunny, and was still
trying to shift it through the damp material.  The fact that it
felt good to touch herself there had nothing to do with it.  
Mommy was always giving her stern lectures about touching
herself, and she always did what Mommy said.

She felt her boots being pulled off and could only sigh in
contentment.  Athena wasn't really sure where she was, but it did
not matter.  It had been a very long day and she was ready for
bed.  It hurt her poor head to think so she did not.  When she
felt her slacks being opened, she giggled happily and raised her
hips so they could be taken off easier.  Young Athena always
enjoyed it when Mommy undressed her for bed.  She sometimes
deliberately went to bed in her clothes after a tiring day of
play, so that her Mommy would come in into her room and take care
of her while she slept.  Being undressed when she was too sleepy
to do it herself always made her feel so warm and loved.  But
this time there was more then just her mother in the room.  Oh,
how nice!  Her aunts were with her too!

Young Athena no longer felt the pager (it had fallen unnoticed to
the floor), but she continued to rub herself daintily over her
wet panties, in case the nasty thing came back.  She reluctantly
stopped her rubbing when she had to raise her arms so that her
top could be pulled off over her head.  She really shouldn't be
touching herself anyway when Mommy and her aunts was obviously in
the room with her.  That was usually cause for a good spanking. 
Young Athena was surprised she hadn't been given the lecture
about it yet.

Wearing only her matching low-cut dark green panties and bra,
Little Athena simply wanted to snuggle under the covers, but her
aunts were not finished with her yet.  They flipped her over onto
her tummy and opened her bra.  

"Goodness!" she thought.  "They never did that before!"

Young Athena had always been very self conscious about her
developing chest, and now she kept her arms tightly at her sides
to hide her new titties from her aunts after her bra was taken
away.  She kept her arms there even as she was pulled backwards
over the edge of the bed, so that no one could see her new
bulges.

"Ooo!  That tickles!" she giggled as her bare nips dragged across
the rough coverlet.  

Distracted by the enjoyable sensation, the dazed reporter did not
notice that she was being positioned half-way off of the bed. 
When her legs and hips were dangling over the side, she felt her
arms being pulled away from her sides and stretched out over the
bed.

"Hang on now, slut," a voice said gently into her right ear.

"Okay," Young Athena said happily and held tightly to the
coverlet.  Her aunts had never called her 'slut' before and she
wondered what it meant.  They only used that word when they were
talking about a grownup, so that must mean they thought she was a
grownup too!  How nice!  

It was only then that she realized that she was about to fall off
the bed.  She tried to pull herself up, but another voice said,
"Don't move, slut."

"Oh, goody!" a cheerful Athena cried.  Her aunts always had such
nice surprises for her.  They were always having her close her
eyes or hid her face before they gave her some cute present.  It
was always a fun time when they were around.  She wondered what
it was going to be this time.

It was only when her panties were being lowered over her hips and
down her legs that the fogged 22-year old began to dimly realize
that something might be wrong.  Her happy childhood dream ended
abruptly when she felt something long and narrow being pressed
tentatively across her bare bottom.

"W-where am I?" she weakly groaned in confusion as she fought to
understand.  "Mommy, what's...what's happening?"

Whack!

"Ow!" Athena yelled in surprise as her buttocks quivered
enticingly from the blow.

Being careful not to block the view from the mini-cam, Tara
hefted the long wooded ruler and swung again.

Whack!

"Ow!  What's going on?  What's happening?"  Athena pleaded.  She
wanted desperately to protect herself, but she couldn't do that
and hold onto the bed at the same time!  She tried constantly
shifting her hips away but it didn't help at all!

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Whaaaa!  What did I do?  Mommy?  What did I do?  Whaaaa!"

"Mommy?  What the...?" asked a momentarily confused Tara.  "Oh, I
see.  You've been a very bad girl, and you are being punished."

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Whaaaaa!  No, Mommy!" protested a dazed Athena.  "I've been
good!"

"No, you haven't!" replied Tara.

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Noooo!  WHAAAA!!"

Athena was so confused!  She wasn't sure who she was or where she
was.  All she knew for certain was that her poor bottom was
burning!  She knew she was a good little girl, so why was she
being punished?  At least the whacks were becoming less frequent.
 But now something else was happening.  She was feeling very warm
and melting all over, and not very child-like at all!  She had
the strangest itching between her wide-spread legs, like her
cunny was being tickled even as she was being spanked!

A tearful Athena looked up and noticed in a large wall mirror by
the bed the reflection of a monitor on a desk that was glowing in
the semi-darkness.  On the monitor was an image of a girl
dangling naked off of a bed.  The girl's quivering buttocks
glowed a faint pink underneath their golden tan as they were
struck again and again by a long wooden ruler.  "Oh, the poor
thing!" thought the sobbing Athena.  "She's being punished too!"

She looked closer and through her tears noticed for the first
time that there was something else on the reflected monitor.  It
was showing that in the shadows by the floor, another girl was
laying there on her back, her arms reaching high up between the
first girl's legs, the hands very busy doing something around the
girl's  privates.  The image changed and an embarrassing close-up
of the spanked girl's crotch filled the screen.  Before turning
away, Athena saw that the spanked girl's pussy was also being
spanked in turn with a small plastic ruler by the girl sitting on
the floor beneath her.  "Oh, how awful!" thought the crying
reporter.  "How could anyone do that, even in a movie?"

How Athena could sympathize with the poor girl on the screen! 
Her own pussy burned fiercely.  Her hips were a blazing mixture
of pain and pleasure and the dazed reporter had no idea which was
which any more.  Her body jerked over the bed at each hit of her
vulnerable behind, causing her erect nipples to drag ecstatically
over the rough coverlet.  In the middle of the worst spanking she
could remember, she was becoming excited!  Athena could not
understand it!  She was so ashamed, but still she could not help
it!  She wanted to cum in the worst way!  

Her fists gripped the coverlet fiercely as she fought against the
growing climax.  "Oh, no!" she thought desperately.  "Please God,
not here!  Not now!"  She was in the middle of being punished and
she was going to cum!  She had to stop it, before she humiliated
herself in front of everyone.  She was going to cum!

But it was no use!  Her mouth opened to protest but nothing
emerged as her body convulsed from the marvelous orgasm!  Her
vagina pulsed again and again at the joyful release, sending
cascades of her sweet fluids bursting from her tormented cunt to
flow down her sleek inner thighs!  The spanking of her glowing
bottom and the weird tickling between her legs continued, while
Athena shuddered uncontrollably as one climax violently followed
another.

When she was totally exhausted, the blows and tickling finally
stopped and her tortured body was allowed to rest.  But the
miserable Athena couldn't stop sobbing!  She had done it to
herself again!  She was completely spent from everything that had
happened and could only lay naked and defeated in a pool of
sweat.  She suddenly jerked when she felt something being applied
to her burning buttocks.  It felt cool and wonderful, and she
quickly relaxed as the healing substance was spread all over her
hips.  The application went deep between her ass-cheeks and even
around her hips to cover her fiery cunt, but Athena was so
miserable that she was will to overlook a few little
indiscretions.  The coolness felt too good over her heated skin
to worry about anything else!

She lay half across the bed, softly crying, her legs spread wide
out over the floor.  Athena was too worn out for anything more
and wanted only to go home.  She felt terribly lost at the
moment.  Her normally secure world had shifted radically and she
was not sure of anything any longer.  She had been spanked! 
Spanked!  And then she came!  She came!  It was so humiliating! 
She came in front of her Mother!  She could just die!

Athena hardly paid attention when she felt something soft sliding
along  her ass-cheeks again.  "Must be more cream," she thought
miserably.  "My poor bottom.  I'll never be able to sit again!"

"OH!" she gasped in surprise.  Something very odd was happening
behind her!  Athena's head automatically jerked up when a strange
object slipped easily between the oddly greasy crevasse of her
buttocks.  Athena rose up from the bed and was going to look
behind her when she inhaled deeply in shock!  Something was
pressing hard against the small rosebud of her puckered anus! 
She clenched her buttocks tight but whatever it was easily pushed
past the tight elastic of her sphincter and entered her!  The
befuddled reporter  felt a strange pain as the intruder slowly
worked its way in.  Athena could only hold her breath as the
intruder continued to slowly move deep inside of her.  When the
movement stopped Athena was relieved to notice how the pain
quickly faded, leaving her with only an oddly pleasant full
sensation.  But there was still something in her.  Oh God!  There
was something inside her!  What was her mother doing to her?

The thick clouds in her brain began to part a little as the dildo
in her rectum began to slide slightly back and forth.  She wiped
the tears from her face and looked around.  This wasn't where she
grew up!  She wasn't at home at all!  She was...she was at her
friend Tara's.  What on earth was happening here?

She knew she had to get away from whatever was going on.  Too
exhausted to stand, she rose up on her shaking arms and tried to
crawl to safety.  But, as she moved her right knee onto the edge
of the bed, 
something entered her pussy and her mind clouded over again.  The
delicious sensations of two dildos moving stealthily within her
caused her whole body to melt!  

"Ohhh!  What are you doing?" she gasped in puzzlement as her
misery was now being rapidly overcome by some very delightful
sensations coming from her still twitching pussy.

She was suddenly feeling very sexy and very hot, the strange
object in her behind for the moment forgotten.  She balanced
weakly on her hands and knees while the most breathtaking
sensations were coursing through her body, and they were all
coming from her pussy.  It was as if something  wonderful was in
her steaming pussy, and her cuntal muscles were reacting by
clasping greedily around the slippery trespasser of her proud
body.  

"Oh, my God!" she said breathlessly.  "What's happening to me?" 

The bewildered Athena had no idea why she was suddenly feeling
like an overstuffed sausage, yet it felt so yummy she didn't
care.  The unbelievable sensations coming from behind her were
incredibly intense, and any movement on her part just seemed to
increase them.  

She tried to keep still but the sensations were simply too
overwhelming!  Her greedy body quickly adjusted to the diabolical
workings of the two intruders and Athena was shocked to find
herself  pushing her hips back in response to whatever was
happening behind her.  

Sensing their victory, Tara and Stephanie stepped up their pace.
They  worked the deadly dildos faster and faster into the once
haughty senior's steaming holes, and Athena mindlessly matched
them stroke for stroke!

The frazzled reported tried desperately to stay up, but the
exciting sensations proved to be too much for her and she slowly
collapsed full length onto the bed.  She felt her hips being
raised and a pillow placed underneath them before the delicious
feelings continued.

Athena could fight it no longer.  It was all too much for her
overwhelmed mind to comprehend.  Any concept of rational thought
fled into the sensual darkness of her subconscious.  A purely
sexual animal, hungry for release, now took over.  The animal
deliberately raised her hips and spread her legs wide in
invitation.  Although completely exhausted and covered in sweat,
Athena's beautiful body excitedly responded to whatever was being
done to it!  Grunting in pure pleasure, the animal moved her hips
in perfect rhythm with the dildos that were eagerly seeking out
her essence.

Drool pooled from her open mouth onto the coverlet as the
consumed reporter grunted in feral happiness.  The right side of
her face glistened with her own saliva when the girls turned her
over onto her back.  A naked Trisha immediately started suckling
and pulling on Athena's firm breasts with her teeth as Tara and
Stephanie began to slam the dildoes deep into the perfect body.
On and on they pounded, as Athena quivered and shook under the
delightful assault.

"AAAHHH!!!" screamed the animal once known as Athena Valentine
joyfully as her body was wonderfully consumed in a sexual
firestorm!  On the edge of unconsciousness, her body rocked from
a mighty series of climaxes!  She heard only a vast roaring in
her ears as her pounding heart sent everything to her spasoming
cunt!  

Silence returned to her destroyed mind only when her vagina
pulsed its last and the sexual animal that was Athena Valentine
felt content to rest.

She never noticed how the other three girls then pleasured each
other in a free-for-all orgy conducted all around the room, never
stopping until each was completely satisfied.

She never noticed how, much later, an evilly smiling Tara was
standing by the bed.  The girl was nude and holding a razor in
one hand and a can of shaving cream in the other.  

"Lights, camera, action," Tara whispered.

**

When Athena woke up, everything was quiet.  The only light came
from Tara's large computer monitor on her desk.  The girls were
all sound asleep, bundled in blankets scattered all over the
room, Tara on the bed with her, the others on the floor.  The
reporter noticed that she herself was completely nude, and had
been given no covers of any kind.  She hugged herself as her
nipples became painfully erect in the cool morning air.  Her head
had a brass drum pounding away inside and she could barely think.
 

"Oh, God," she moaned in agony as she held her thumping head. 
"What was I drinking?"

She felt something tickling her between her legs.  She looked
down and saw a feathery stuffed yellow chick wedged at the apex
of her thighs.   She automatically tired to remove it, and was
stunned when several feathers remained stuck to her sensitive
inner thighs and pubic area.   It was impossible, but did someone
actually try to tease her with this?

"What happened last night?" she asked herself quietly.  "What in
hell happened?"

She slowly plucked herself off in dismay.  She looked down again
and noticed something else.  Underneath the sticky feathers, she
was bald!  She couldn't believe it!  Her lovely pubic hair was
gone, all gone!  She remembered vaguely having some very
embarrassing conversation about trimming and shaving, but that
was all.  

"Oh, no," she whispered.  She must have agreed to a trim or
something and they got carried away!  How stupid could she be,
letting them do something that intimate to her?  

"Those drunken lunatics could have cut me," she thought, staring
down with horror at her smooth little mound.  It was unbelievably
responsive, and, suddenly feeling sick, she wondered what else
they had done to her.  Her now-bare mound was surprisingly sticky
with drying fluids, and even in the dim light Athena could see
that her labia and the surrounding area was all red and swollen.
Even her breasts felt sore, but not as sore as her poor bottom. 
She wondered if she would be able to sit in class today, let
alone be able to drive home this morning.  

She felt worn and used, as if the terrible Devereux children had
gotten frisky with her again.  But these were her very good
friends, the top seniors in her school.  They certainly were not
young curious children like those awful others who were eager to
explore her proud body and tried to at every opportunity.  So,
why should she feel this way now?  Her pussy was still tingling,
still ready.  She wished she had taken her anti-sex pills before
coming here.  Actually she wished she could take them all the
time but she only had a few left and needed to save them for true
emergencies.  She always felt safer after she had taken one, but
then she had never felt the need for them until now.  Maybe it
had something to do with being shaved...down there.  

She stood up on shaking legs and immediately noticed all sorts of
interesting twinges coming from every part of her poor body, but
especially from below her waist.  "What happened?" she asked
again as she carefully tried to work the soreness out of her
obviously strained muscles.  "What happened?"

If only she could remember!  But her head hurt much too badly to
do much of anything.  She wondered briefly if she should wake
Tara and ask her what happened, but she realized by doing that it
would be a sign of incredible weakness on her part, and would be
hardly within her role as the Superior Woman.  Besides, what was
she going to say to her?  Ask the teen for her hair back?

The monitor flashed and Athena turned to look at it.  Images of
semi-dressed girls were passing by in a continuous session.  Her
ready pussy tingled at the sight and Athena felt her nipples
harden.  She quickly moved over to the desk and touched the
keyboard to remove the screen saver.  That was the last thing she
needed right now.

The monitor now showed an empty spot on a bed in a darkened room.
 In a corner of the screen was the small caption, 'Athena-Cam'. 
She hurriedly turned the monitor off.  "What a terrible idea for
a show," she thought.  "Actually watching someone in their home
like that."  She remembered watching something like that
recently, and her heart started to pound at the memory.

"Phew!" whispered Athena in the totally dark room as she tried to
calm down again.  What was that all about?  Oh, God!  Her body
was reacting to the slightest stimulation, anything at all, even
if it wasn't intended to be sexy.  

"Damn.  Oh, damn.  It's happening again," the reporter sniffed.
The last time this started, her normally very disciplined body
betrayed her at every opportunity.  She had absolutely no
self-control what so ever!  Even little children felt they could
do whatever they wanted with her.  In the most public of places,
the slightest touch and she would go off like a skyrocket!  It
was so humiliating!  She would start cuming and never stop! 
That's what her precious pills were suppose to prevent, but they
were in her gym locker at school.  They were useless to her now.

Feeling very confused, Athena decided that it was probably best
if she just went home.  Any questions she had could be answered
later.  She tried slowly searching for her clothes but it was
impossible to see in the black room.  

She tried moving one foot at a time, and use them to search for
any lumps of cloth on the floor of the jumbled room.  She
eventually admitted defeat when she stumbled over a small warm
pile of clothes and found herself holding a rather pert and very
naked breast.  Athena leapt back as if she had touched fire. 
Indeed, the sensation of the breast seemed burned into her palm
and refused to go away.  How odd!

She slowly felt her way back to the desk and turned on the small
lamp there.  Now she could find her things and leave, before she
got into any more trouble.

But when she finally found her clothes, she was horrified! 
Everything except for her boots had been fastened into tight
knots!  

"Oh, those damn kids," she groaned.  She tried to untie them with
numb fingers, but except for her top it was all much too
difficult for her to accomplish.  She would just have to fix them
when she got home.  

"That's just great," she muttered as she held her useless
clothes.  Her eyes teared over this great injustice.  First she
was sore all over from doing God-knows-what, and now this!  

"It's just not fair!" she wailed quietly as she carefully sat
back on the edge of the bed.  Crying silently, she slipped into
her top and boots.  When she was finished, she looked at the
twisted bundle that was her clothes.

"Oh, God!" she moaned.  Her top came down to just below her
waist.  It didn't cover her at all!  "Now what am I suppose to
do?"  In her distress she never even considered borrowing a few
things from the girls who got her into this mess in the first
place.

She gathered up her belongings and, before turning out the light,
she made sure she had a clear path to the door.  She turned out
the light and, holding her bundle in front of her bare hips with
her left hand while stretching her right hand out in front, moved
slowly to the door, all the while extremely conscious of how
exposed her poor abused buttocks and pussy were to anyone who
cared to look.  No matter how hard she pulled, her top just
didn't stretch at all.  

Trying to be as quiet as possible, she opened the door and she
made her way into the equally dark hall beyond.  "Don't these
people believe in lights?" she muttered.

She quietly closed the door and heard a tiny click.  She tried
the knob and confirmed that she was now locked out of Tara's
bedroom.  Her heart pounded a moment, then she calmed down again.
 Well, it didn't really matter anyway.  She certainly had no
reason to go back there again.  

As she walked away from the door, she heard a voice from the
other side say sweetly, "Goodnight, Athena!"

Athena blushed as she realized at least one of them had been
watching her run around the bedroom completely exposed the entire
time!  Oh, no!

In the lightless hall, the dazed Athena quickly became
disoriented.  She had no idea where she was heading as she felt
her way along the wall.  
Finding a gap in the wall, she turned into it, thinking it must
be the stairs.  But no, it was not.  When she felt tile under her
boots, she realized she was in a bathroom.  Immediately her full
bladder started bubbling plaintively.  

"Damn.  Of all the times to have to go."

She located the door and closed it, then turned on the lights. 
"Ah!" she gasped in pain as the bright lights blinded her.  She
dropped her bundle and covered her burning eyes with her hands. 
Athena had to wait until they had adjusted to the light before
she felt safe enough to move.

When she uncovered her eyes and saw her reflection in the mirror
over the sink, she immediately wanted to cover them again.  "OH
MY GOD!" she cried before remembering where she was.  The last
thing she wanted was to wake anyone.  Still, it was quite a
shock, seeing the half-naked mess that once was a very well
groomed Athena Valentine!

Her beautiful hair was all matted and tangled into a big blonde
disaster.  And the rest of her...!   "Oh my God!" she breathed.
It was worse then she imagined.  She must have been insane, to
think she could go out like this!  Her hips were completelybare!

Yet why did she feel so sexy, running around a strange house with
her cunt and ass so shamefully exposed?  Her entire body was
tingling wildly at the prospect of being caught half-undressed
like this.  She was insane!

Trying to keep her erratic mind on more practical matters, she
found a brush and comb on the sink and began to straighten out
her hair as she went to the commode to relieved herself.

**

Feeling and looking much better,  Athena turned out the light,
opened the door and began her blind search for the staircase once
again.  

A door opened and the far end of the hall flooded with light.  A
frightened Athena heard Tara's mother say, "I tell you I heard
something!"

Athena panicked!  She dropped her clothes and frantically began
looking for a place to hide.

"Ohmygod!  Ohmygod!  Ohmygod!" whispered the fearful reporter,
dancing in her anxiety for escape.  She looked back towards
Tara's door but realized she would never make it, even if she
could get someone awake long enough to let her in.

Out of options, she tried the closest door but it was locked. 
She tried another across the hall and found it thankfully open. 
She slipped inside and closed it behind her.  It was only as she
was leaning against the door, enjoying the unusual feel of the
cool wood on her sore bottom, that she realized in her panic she
had left her bundle of clothes out in the hall!

"Shit!" she said.

"Who's that?" said a small frightened voice.

"Oh, my!"  She must have stumbled into the room of Tara's younger
sister and awakened her.  "Damn!" she muttered.  "What else can
go wrong tonight?"

**

End of Part 2
