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 Locker room time couldn't come fast enough for Shelly.  There were so many
dicks down there just waiting to lift up for her greedy eyes.  This was
never going to get old.  She had Miss Hartick with her again.  She had
hoped for Miss Devasquez though.  Shelly was grateful to Miss Hartick.  If
it weren't for her weird point of view, then Shelly would never have gotten
to invade the boys' locker room at all.  As much as she appreciated the
Vice Principal though, Shelly knew that Miss Devasquez was a better escort
for her.  Since Miss Devasquez knew and encouraged Shelly's perversions,
Shelly could actually do more with her.  Miss Devasquez had seen Shelly
grab more than one boy by the cock.  What would Miss Hartick say if she saw
that?  Shelly knew that it would be a risk to try it, but she wouldn't be
able to live with herself if she didn't test it out.  She knew how she was
going to do it.  She thought she had a "legitimate" way to get ahold of a
boy's piece.  If she did that, then she could say that another feel was
just too tempting.  After all, they were only human, right?

   The moment they walked in to the locker room Shelly felt a delightful
quiver.  The first time she stepped into the boys' locker room she had felt
nervous.  This time she felt a warm glow of anticipation.  She was
gratified instantly.  She only had to walk a few steps to get a sight of
several boys in various in states of undress.  She stopped in her tracks a
moment to enjoy the sight of all that flesh, especially two boys were stark
naked.  She looked around, and chose a boy who wasn't in view.  "Tommy must
be in the showers." So she walked that way.  There were a few boys in the
showers already, and Tommy was one of them.  Shelly leaned in the doorway
casually as she watched them soap up and rinse off.  They turned shy the
moment they noticed her standing there.  She was calm and confident.  They
were suddenly nervous.  They were careful to keep their backs to her as
much as they could, but it was a great show all the same.  One of them
shouted over his shoulder, "Did you just come down here to watch?"

   "I'm waiting for Tommy." She was happy to wait.  She was getting to
watch them clean off, wet and naked.  As far as she was concerned, they
could take all the time they wanted.  A couple boys had to walk past her
while she stood there.  They knew they would get in trouble if they covered
up, so she was treated to the sight of some bare penis.  Alex walked past
sheepishly, and she gave his butt a smack when he was close.  Next was
Kent, the first of her interviews.  She was happy to grab his ass when he
walked by.

   When Tommy was ready she looked him over, and he had no choice but to
let her eyes feast on him.  Wet and naked and angry, he asked her, "Could
you hand me one of those towels?" That kept her hands busy for the
important moment, so she didn't get to cop a feel of his butt.  He wrapped
that towel around his waist and walked to his locker.  There were other
boys around, but Shelly only had eyes for Tommy.  He was all hers.  He was
flustered, so he wasn't certain what to do next.  Shelly told him, "Here,
I'll help you dry off." She pulled his towel off of him, which made him
yelp.  He threw his hands over his intimates and stepped back.  Of course
Miss Hartick wasn't going to allow that kind of behavior.  She said,
"Tommy, stop that right now.  Calm down and let Shelly do her job." His
head dropped, but he stepped to the smiling girl reporter.

   Shelly had to tell him, "You've got to move your hands, Tommy."

   "But!  Right.  Whatever." He threw his hands aside to give her another
look at his goods.  He gave her a hateful glare for a moment, but when she
just smiled back, he turned shy again.  He just couldn't look at her while
she was looking at all of him.

   "Turn around Tommy." That gave Miss Hartick a great view of his front
side while Shelly started slowly drying off his shoulders.  "It's getting
closer to game time.  Are you nervous about that, Tommy?"

   "Uh, no, not really.  I'm nervous about this."

   That should have made Miss Hartick angry, but she couldn't help a little
chuckle instead.  Shelly continued questioning him while she toweled him
off.  She made certain to enjoy that physique.  She dried off his back and
his butt while he stumbled over any answer to her questions.  He was doing
reasonably well in terms of keeping his composure.  Or at least it seemed
that way.  The moment Shelly came around to his other side, she saw the
effect that she'd had on him.  His penis had changed from a dangling
gravity toy to an incredible flesh tower.  Shelly gazed happily at another
gorgeous penis, bared for her viewing pleasure.  And it was standing up at
its height.  "Oh my." She didn't continue the drying right away.  She had
to take several moments to just stare at that wonderful thing while Tommy's
blush spread.  He didn't know what he was supposed to say.  He knew that if
Miss Hartick thought he was being disrespectful that he could be in for
some serious trouble.  He said, "I'm sorry.  I'm sorry.  I couldn't help
it."

   Shelly gave a happy girlish sigh.  She told him, "Don't worry, Tommy. 
It is kind of embarrassing for me, but I guess it's probably a little bit
embarrassing for you too." It wasn't a little bit embarrassing for Tommy.
It was extremely embarrassing for him to have to stand there totally naked
with his penis standing tall for Shelly.  She started drying him off again.
As she toweled off his chest, she said, "I know you can't help it.  All the
boys get hard like that when I interview them."

   Miss Hartick said, "Tommy, you should thank Shelly for being so
understanding."

   How he would have loved to say what he really thought of Shelly. 
Instead he swallowed his pride.  "Thanks, Shelly, for being so
considerate." He hated the situation, he hated Shelly and he almost even
hated himself for bowing to this.  She had forced him into giving her a
naked show.  She had rubbed him down with a towel.  And he was thanking her
for not being upset by his embarrassing erection.  The towel moved down
slowly as Shelly asked him, "If you had to choose, which pitcher do you
think is the best the team has?"

   "I don't know.  Oh.  Don't.  Never mind.  Uh, they're all good.  They're
all good."

   Shelly knew that no answer from Tommy would make any sense while her
hands were exploring his body.  She didn't care, and Miss Hartick didn't
seem to notice either.  Shelly got down so that she could dry off his lower
body.  She loved the gasp from Tommy when she started drying his dick.  The
towel circled his member and around that her fingers moved up and down,
enjoying his stiffness.  All of that Shelly knew she could get away with.
She would have been surprised if Miss Hartick had said a word.  Just in
case, Shelly had been watching Miss Hartick out of the corner of her eye.
The Vice Principal didn't seem to care one way or another about the towel
off.  It might have even been that she was enjoying the show.

   It was time to see if she could get away with truly daring though. 
Shelly dropped the towel to get a good, close up look at that upstanding
wonder.  She took a grab without the towel.  She did it quick, but her hand
moved all the way from the base of his rocket to the tip.  Tommy shuddered
in horror, but he said nothing.  He only gaped down at what she had done.
Shelly saw that the Vice Principal looked a bit concerned, or perhaps a bit
confused.  For the first time, Miss Hartick sounded uncertain.  "Uhm,
Shelly, I think that maybe that's keeping things too casual.  If you know
what I mean.  We don't want this to be sexualized."

   "Oh!  Oh, you're right, Miss Hartick.  I wasn't thinking.  I'm sorry,
Tommy."

   Miss Hartick said, "You don't have to apologize to him, Shelly.  Tommy
understands.  Right, Tommy?"

   "What?  Are you kidding?"

   Shelly said, "Maybe we should cut this interview short."

   "Maybe so," Miss Hartick said.

   As the Vice Principal turned to walk away, Shelly blatantly ran her
fingers along Tommy's penis again, from the bottom to the top, where she
gave it a little tap just to see it bounce in place.  He stuttered, but he
didn't say anything.  He didn't know what to do.

   Outside the locker room, Shelly caught up.  "Miss Hartick?"

   The Vice Principal stopped in her tracks and turned to the girl.  She
looked truly upset.  "Shelly, I'm sorry for that."

   "What?"

   "I shouldn't have said anything.  I didn't mean to stop your interview.
I know that you were just acting on impulse.  I'm just glad it was me, but
I'm still sorry that I interfered in your reporting.  Can you imagine how
Miss Devasquez might have reacted if she had seen that though?"

   Shelly managed to keep from laughing.  "That's okay, Miss Hartick.  I
shouldn't have done that, I guess."

   "Probably not, but I made serious mistake reprimanding you like that. 
We have to show real solidarity if the boys are going to take us seriously.
I don't know what I was thinking.  I might have just sabotaged the whole
thing."

   "I kind of doubt that, Miss Hartick.  Are we still on for the next
interview?"

   "Of course, of course.  We can't stop now.  I think I'd better go talk
to Miss Devasquez."
   "Okay.  I'll see you next time."