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 Shelly strolled into Miss Devasquez's classroom, singing to herself.  She
was always happy on a practice day.

   Miss Devasquez was at her desk, and Mindy was seated next to her.  "Oh,
Shelly.  We were just talking about you."

   "Funny, I'd have thought you'd be talking about where we're going.  Miss
Hartick told me that she was too busy today." She looked back and forth. 
"Which one of you is my chaperone this time?"

   "Well, we were discussing that," Miss Devasquez said.  "Which of us
would you rather take?"

   "Seriously?" Shelly thought about it.  Miss Devasquez was more than
willing to let Shelly have her fun, but now that even Miss Hartick would do
that, would it matter?  Then again Shelly could abuse her power more
openly, tease the boys, when she was with the teacher.  Mindy hadn't been
down there with her alone yet.  Shelly suspected that the young teacher's
aid might be the most lenient of them all.  In spite of her good fortune,
Shelly still felt a bit of jealousy towards these two when they brought her
to the locker room.  Shelly just didn't like anyone else playing with her
toys.  Miss Hartick's ogling didn't bother her, but that was because Miss
Hartick was more concerned with Shelly's fun than with her own.  Shelly
knew that keeping in the good graces of Mindy and Miss Devasquez was the
best thing for her though.  So she figured that being greedy wasn't a good
idea.  After all, there was plenty of naked stud flesh to go around down
there.  "If you can't make up your mind, I don't see why you can't both
come."

   "It's not that," Mindy said.

   Miss Devasquez leaned forward.  "Shelly, we love the boys, but don't you
ever feel guilty at all?"

   Shelly shook her head.  "Nope.  I guess I felt a little bad about
laughing at Peter that time.  It was nothing though.  I got over that in a
moment.  I guess I also felt just a little bad for Chris because he's so
sweet."

   Mindy sighed.  "You saw Chris naked?  OooooooOh!"

   Shelly said, "I guess it just doesn't bother me that much.  Is it really
too much for you two?"

   "No," Miss Devasquez said.  "Well, sort of.  I can deal with it when
we're there, staring at some hunk, but I feel kind of dirty sometimes
afterward."

   Mindy nodded.  "I'll do it again though."

   "Well that's good to know," Shelly said.  "I need someone to take me to
interview Reggie."

   "Reggie?" Miss Devasquez said.  "You want to interview Reggie today?"

   "You said you wanted to be there for that one."

   Mindy said, "Oh, I hate him!"

   "So do I," Miss Devasquez said.  "He's even got that arrogant kind of
sex appeal.  He's a jerk.  He's mean to the girls.  He causes trouble in
class.  Oh, I won't feel bad at all about abusing that creep.  He's asking
for it."

   "He is," Mindy said.  "Let me come too!  Please, Shelly?"

   Shelly was happy about that.  She didn't know if it was really her
decision to make, but it didn't matter.  "Sure.  Let's gang up on this
punk."

   "Oh," Miss Devasquez said, "before we go though, Shelly, I owe you an
apology."

   "You do?"

   "About the other day.  The detention.  I wanted to say sorry for making
you leave like that.  I just wanted to see one boy first.  You understand?"

   "Well you picked a good one for that." Shelly did understand.  She was
still annoyed that Miss Devasquez would push her out of her own party, even
if it was only for a day.  Still, she could imagine never being the first
to see one of those hotties undressed.  Could she really be that upset with
Miss Devasquez?  Maybe so, but she didn't have to be.  Miss Devasquez
already knew how to make it up to her.

   Miss Devasquez said, "Take a look at these."

   "What are these?  Pictures!  You took pictures of Zack while he was
naked?" No wonder they felt guilty.  Shelly loved abusing the boys, but she
wouldn't have done that.

   "We needed to make sure he wasn't going to convince the other boys to
act out.  Now he can't.  And even though I wanted to see that dick first, I
did want you to see it."

   "Oh I already have," Shelly said.  She couldn't take her eyes off the
photos.  She was going through them slowly, one by one.  "I made him get
naked the next day."

   Mindy giggled.  "You picked him for an interview?"

   "No, I interviewed Brian.  Miss Hartick just made three other boys strip
with him.  Zack was one of them.  Mindy!" Shelly exclaimed as she got to a
particular photo, "You touched his dick?"

   Mindy couldn't help it.  She may have felt bad, but she also felt good.
She giggled as she said, "Of course.  I didn't leave much of him alone. 
Miss Devasquez got a feel too."

   "You did?" Shelly said.  "Oh my gosh!  Miss Hartick would never do
that."

   Mindy sounded worried, "You're not going to tell her, are you?"

   "Of course not.  Here, these are good.  You've got a good eye for this
kind of work, Mindy."

   "Thanks, but those are yours.  I made copies for each of us.  Just make
sure no one else see them."

   Shelly knew in that moment that she had partners in crime worth having.
She looked at the nudie pics again.  She wouldn't have taken the pictures,
but she sure wasn't bothered about keeping a copy of pictures that someone
else took.  "Well these are nice, but let's go see the real thing."

   They talked on the way there about what exactly they had in mind. 
Shelly knew that Miss Devasquez had it in for Reggie, so it was important
to let her push him around.  Shelly didn't think she'd mind being more of a
spectator this time.  She knew that Reggie would feel his humiliation the
most coming from this teacher.

   When they got to the door to the boys' locker room, they were stopped
for a moment by a student.  "Shelly?  Are you going down there again?"

   "Hi Gayla.  Yes, I've got work to do."

   Gayla had big glasses, and she also had a big smile right then.  "I'd
love to have your job.  Sometime you'll have to tell me about it.  You're
my hero."

   Shelly couldn't help a warm feeling.  Gayla was joking, but it was clear
she was genuinely inspired.  So Shelly said, "Well thank you."

   "That was nice," Miss Devasquez said as they entered the locker room.

   "Yeah."

   "You must get that a lot," Mindy said.

   "Actually, not really.  The other girls kind of give me the cold
shoulder."

   Mindy laughed.  "You have what they want."

   Miss Devasquez looked around the room.  The boys were avoiding eye
contact with these predators.  They didn't want to attract any attention.
There was only one boy that these women were interested in right then
though.  Miss Devasquez asked, "Where's Reggie?"

   Two boys helped out quickly.  They were eager to point fingers away from
themselves, and besides that, a lot of them disliked Reggie too.  "He's
over here." "This way."

   "Gee thanks, guys," Reggie said.  He walked out toward the women with
his typical swagger.  He actually was having trouble keeping his knees from
wobbling, but he put up a good front.  He was the cockiest boy at Prellis
High.  He was part of the popular crowd, but it wasn't because he was
likable.

   Not only did a lot of students find him obnoxious, so did a lot of
teachers.  He could cause trouble, ignore authority and pretend that
nothing bothered him.  If he hadn't been an athlete though, he wouldn't
have had much.  Like the other boys, he was desperate to stay on the team.
Only he was more desperate.  He couldn't imagine life without jock status.
He knew that if he didn't bow to this insane girl reporter situation, he
could lose that.  Besides all that, he was afraid of Medusa Hartick like
everyone else was.  The only reason he didn't have to admit it was because
he was an expert at avoiding certain situations.  Like getting naked in
front of Shelly and the others.  He was never caught changing.  He was
never caught in the showers.  He was careful to stay away from the trouble.
For all his swaggering when he was in control, he had this amazing skill at
being nearly invisible when he wanted to be.  It wasn't working now though.
These three had come down here specifically to single him out.  He gave
that hotshot smile of his like he wasn't bothered.  It irritated all the
women that he wasn't shy.  He hoped he could bluff his way out of this by
being unconcerned.  He knew that Shelly and Miss Devasquez loved
embarrassing boys.  If he could make them think he wasn't embarrassed, then
maybe they wouldn't be interested.

   He really underestimated Shelly, didn't he?  "I haven't interviewed you
yet, Reggie.  Are you ready?"

   "Oh, I don't know.  I might be kind of busy."

   Miss Devasquez could hear the slightest tremor the boy's voice.  That
was all she needed.  She could tell that under his calm exterior that he
was shaken up.  He was going to get it worse than he thought.  "For this
one, I think we'll take it out of the open.  Let's hold this interview in
Coach Grady's office."

   "Huh?" "What?" "Cool!"

   She led the way into a little side room.  Reggie shrugged like he didn't
care.  "Whatever you say, Devasquez.  You're in for a treat."

   Mindy was loud.  "HAH!  You're shaking!  Shelly, look at that.  He can't
hold still."

   Shelly did see it.  She had thought she might have met her match.  She
was going to see some skin one way or another, but that wasn't all she
wanted.  She wanted to humiliate this sexy jerk.  Now she could see how
bothered he really was.  "Oh, this is going to be fun." She shut the door
behind them.  She hadn't expected the solitude for this, but she could
already see Reggie's anticipation.  "I haven't seen you naked yet."

   "What do I have to do?  Do I just wait for you to start asking
questions?"

   Shelly did just that.  "You're nervous now, but you're never nervous on
the diamond.  Coach Grady says you throw with more accuracy than anyone on
the team."

   "You talked to Coach Grady?"

   "Stop stalling," Miss Devasquez said, "and start unbuttoning.  Get that
uniform off so that we can get a look at you."

   "But leave the cap on," Mindy said.  Shelly and Miss Devasquez gave her
a look.  "What?  We always make them take everything off.  I want to see
one of these baseball studs with nothing but his baseball cap on."

   "Great idea," Shelly said.

   Miss Devasquez turned to Reggie.  "She's right.  Leave that cap on. 
Don't just stand there though, get the rest of that off." He was hardly
moving.  He was breathing hard.  She was loving this.  "You're really
embarrassed aren't you?  And you haven't even taken your shirt off yet. 
Well if that jersey isn't off by the time Shelly asks another question, it
will be a detention.  Do you know what we do to baseball boys who get
detentions in the locker room?"

   He gave her a hateful look, but he started unbuttoning.  He glared at
Shelly.  "You didn't really ask a question.  But yes, I'm the best we've
got."

   "Can you believe him?" Mindy said.  "How can a guy blushing like that
have so much gall?"

   Shelly said, "You can get a base hit easy enough, but last year had
trouble making it all the way home."

   "Did I?  That's the other guy's fault.  I drive runs in, so I'm doing my
job."

   Contemptuously, he threw his jersey into a chair.  "There.  You want a
look, here I am."

   Mindy smiled and bit her lip.  "How can such a creep look so good?"

   "I can see that at a swimming pool," Shelly said.  "I want to see him in
his jock strap."

   "Who the hell do you think you are?" he asked.

   Miss Devasquez had practiced this.  She had fantasized about putting
this brash hunk in his place.  She had a frosty voice and a threatening
look.  "Tuesday.  My room after school."

   "Whatever."

   "If you skip it, then you're off the team.  Get your pants off.  Now."
He didn't move.  Miss Devasquez drummed her fingers on the desk.  "I told
you to get those pants off."

   Reggie's hands moved, but he didn't quite get them where they need to
be. "Miss Devasquez?"

   "Yes?"

   "Don't make me do this.  Please?"

   She grinned at him.  "You're really having trouble with this aren't you?
What are you afraid of?  We're not going to hurt you."

   "It, I, uh, I can't."

   "You have to," Mindy said.  "He's more embarrassed than any of them,
isn't he?  Look at him squirm.  Oh, I'm loving this."

   He wasn't really squirming, but he wasn't still.  He started undoing his
pants with trembling fingers.  "Okay, okay.  Can I just promise that I'll
stop screwing around in class?"

   "Off," Miss Devasquez said.  He was literally quivering, he was so
embarrassed.  This swaggering egomaniac couldn't keep up his tough guy act
with his clothes coming off.  Miss Devasquez let her eyes feast on his
physique as he got down to his underwear.  "Good.  Now this interview is
not going to continue until you are totally naked.  And you are going to
strip totally naked.  I want to see if you can stay surly when your cock is
on display."

   Shelly did a double take.  She knew that Miss Devasquez wanted this one
for herself, but the woman was almost as intimidating as Miss Hartick at
the moment.  Shelly knew that in any other situation Miss Devasquez
couldn't have pulled that off, but she had total control here, and she knew
it.  Shelly figured she may as well play along.  She let her eyes wander
over him, making certain he was aware of it.  "Well you sure do look good
in your skivvies.  How about you turn around now so that we can see that
ass?"

   "You can't--"

   "I can't what?"

   "Miss Devasquez, tell her to...  I don't know, isn't she supposed to be
polite?"

   "By your standards this is polite.  And I want to see those buns too. 
Turn." He did, and the sight was impressive.  Miss Devasquez tried to
imitate one of Mindy's excitement sounds, but she couldn't quite do it. 
She could pinch his rear though.

   He threw his hands over his butt.  "Don't do that!"

   Miss Devasquez moved one of his hands.  "Out of the way so that I can
pinch that ass again." When she did that, Mindy was giggling
uncontrollably. Now Reggie was squirming.  She told him, "You're not used
to being pushed around, are you?" He gave her a look that would have
shattered glass, but she was just too happy with his discomposure to do
anything more than smile.  She mimicked his usual snide tone when she said,
"Ask Shelly and Mindy to pinch your butt."

   He panicked.  "But, they can do what they want anyway."

   "Say it.  There's no negotiating here."

   He glanced back at the other two eagerly awaiting females.  "I can't!  I
can't say that."

   "You say it, or I let one of them take your underwear down for you."

   His eyes got big.  She meant it.  Bad enough being forced to strip, he
couldn't stand the thought of one of these girls pulling the last of his
clothes off.  "O-okay, okay.  Shelly and Mindy, pinch my butt."

   "Don't tell them to.  Ask them to.  Nicely."

   "Come on!  You're not like this with the other boys."

   "The other boys behave.  The other boys don't argue when I tell them to
take their clothes off.  Ask.  Now."

   He groaned loudly, "AaArh!  Okay!  Shelly, please pinch my butt?"

   "Do you want me to squeeze it too?"

   "What?  I, oh man.  Yes.  Please do." He was glowing red.  He had a
capacity for a full and deep blush that was unmatched.  Shelly obliged him.
She gave him a real good pinch that made him squeal almost like Mindy. 
Then she cupped one cheek exuberantly.

   "Nice," she said.  "Your turn, Mindy."

   Mindy stepped up.  Reggie begged, "No!  Don't do it, okay?  I'm sorry."

   Mindy didn't get that.  "What are you sorry for?"

   "For whatever you want."

   She giggled at him again before she took her turn, pinching one cheek,
then the other.  She put both hands on his butt, fondling liberally.  When
she let go, she heard him sigh with relief until she gave him a couple more
pinches.  Shelly was amazed.  Mindy's hands were predators.  She not only
enjoyed that, she did it in a way that made Reggie give out a loud, high
pitched whimper.

   "That's one," Miss Devasquez said.

   "One what?" Reggie asked.

   "I told you that you had to ask them to pinch your butt.  You did that
for Shelly, but not for Mindy.  Don't you respect Mindy?"

   "Respect?  What?"

   Mindy said, "You can make up for it.  Turn around.  I want a feel of
those muscles.  You're not built like Zack, but you are built." Once she
had him facing her, he realized just what a cornered mouse must feel like.
She had the most viciously seductive look he had ever seen as she looked
his body up and down.  Then she started wandering that body with her hands.
"Come on over and join me, Shelly."

   Shelly would have felt a bit weird ordinarily, but somehow Mindy made it
sound like it was about as big a deal as sharing a sandwich.  Reggie really
panicked when he had four hands roaming his arms and chest and abs and back
and butt.  "Oh god!  Stop it!" He tried to imagine that he wanted it.  That
should have been easy.  Two good looking young women groping him?  But this
wasn't something he wanted.  It was only what they wanted.  And they knew
it.  Miss Devasquez had to actually stop them.  "Okay, he's had enough of
that." She waited a few moments.  "Reggie, you didn't thank me."

   "Th-thank you?"

   "Too late.  That's two.  Now it's time to get that off." She was staring
at his jock strap.

   He screamed, "No!"

   "Yes," Mindy said teasingly.  She said, "Time to see Reggie's penis. 
Time to see if he gets hard like all the others.  Ready to get naked?"

   He wasn't himself at all.  He had already imagined himself telling them
what was what, and ruining their fun by staying confident.  Now he could
hardly talk.  He was pleading when he asked, "Don't make me do that!  I
can't do that!"

   Shelly said, "How many other girls have seen your goods, Reggie
darling?"

   "None!" He realized what he just admitted.

   Shelly looked at Mindy and they both broke out laughing.  "You mean you
brag about your sex life, and no girl has seen you naked?"

   "Don't tell anyone."

   "Oh, I won't tell anyone that," Shelly said.  "It's good enough just to
know.  No girl has ever seen you naked, but now I get to."

   "WE get to," Mindy corrected her.

   "That's right.  Reggie, three girls are about to see your dick.  Are you
ready for that?"

   Miss Devasquez said, "He's not nearly cooperative enough anyway.  One of
you will have to pull those off of him."

   Mindy said, "Me!"

   "Wait a moment," Miss Devasquez said.  "This is Shelly's job, so it's up
to her."

   Mindy stared at her boss.  She really couldn't argue though.  She turned
to Shelly, "Let me do it.  Please?" She got close to Shelly and whispered
in her ear, "If you let me take his underwear off, then when I chaperone
you alone, I'll let you pull down five boys' underwear!"

   Shelly's eyes shot open wide.  She chuckled.  "It's like trading
baseball cards." She saw Reggie's look of bewildered embarrassment.  Shelly
told him, "Your penis is ours to barter with.  What do you think about
that?"

   "Screw you!"

   Miss Devasquez tapped her fingers again.  "That's three, young man.  The
correct answer was, "Shelly, I respect you so much, I only wish I could do
more.""

   He gaped at her.  Then his look turned to shock when he heard Shelly
tell Mindy, "He's all yours." Mindy got down in front of the fuming young
man.  She giggled like she always did, and she made those funny high
pitched pleasure noises of hers.  Then she started pulling down Reggie's
jock strap.  He grabbed the top of the front to stop it, so it turned into
a little tug of war.  Mindy loved that.  Miss Devasquez wasn't having that
though.  "That's four.  Let go and let Mindy have her fun."

   He really didn't want to, but he was well past the point of defiance. 
He yelped as his last secret was exposed to them all.  "Nice," Mindy said.
"Real nice.  Step out now.  Good boy.  Do as your told.  Now stand there
while we get a good look."

   Reggie felt like he might pass out.  He had really expected to avoid
this somehow, but he was standing there naked for them.  They weren't
making it easy for him either.  "We can see everything you've got." "How
does it feel to respect women so much that you'll bare your penis for
them?" "Naked Reggie.  Naked, naked, naked Reggie.  Say cheese!" Mindy
clicked his picture.

   "HEY!  She can't do that!" He threw his hands over his goods.

   Shelly asked, "Where were you hiding that camera?"

   She took a few more pictures of him now that he was covered up.  It was
great.  Miss Devasquez was looking forward to seeing the naked pictures of
him, but for now she had him right there.  She said, "Reggie, you may as
well move your hands.  We've already got one picture of it."

   "NO!"

   "Yes," Mindy said.  "If you don't, then that picture of your penis will
be all over school!"

   "You wouldn't do that.  You wouldn't do that."

   "Pretty sure they would," Shelly said.  "All they have to do is say that
they didn't take that picture.  No one will believe it, but will anyone be
able to prove it?  That's why they did this in the office.  No witnesses. I
sure didn't see anything."

   Mindy giggled.  "Give it up!  I want another picture of your dick!"

   Reggie said, "Do I really deserve this?"

   "Yes," all three women said at once.  Miss Devasquez added, "That's
five. Keep it up." He was timid about it, but he moved his hands.  Mindy
made more of her happy little sounds as she smiled and captured his image
for posterity.  Right as she started with her camera, his tool responded to
the attention.  "There it goes," Mindy said.  "Look at that thing!  He must
like having his picture taken!"

   Reggie's penis was lifting up slowly and steadily while they all
watched. He muttered to his own body, "Stop it, stop it!  Everyone's
looking!" But his body didn't stop.  He felt that all too familiar
sensation as he grew and pointed.  It didn't feel quite the way it always
did though.  All the boys who had been through this felt the same.  Reggie
was just the latest.  He didn't have pleasure rushing into his loins.  All
of his unwanted emotions were focused on that one spot, filling him with
unwanted self attention as he put on an unwilling show for the ladies. 
When he got to his height, there was a tremor that shook his body and his
stiffy in particular.

   "Very nice," Miss Devasquez said.  "I may not like you, Reggie, but I
love your thing."

   Mindy laughed again.  "He isn't arrogant any more but look at how
cocksure he is!"

   Shelly was amazed at these women's reactions.  They were usually playful
about it, and this time they were bullying a young man.  Granted, this one
was awful, and it was good to see him put in his place, but it was still
surprising.  She had to say, "Get another picture now, Mindy, while he's
wearing just his cap and his hard on."

   Mindy giggled and got that picture.  "Great!  Hey, I've got an idea."
She moved to him and took the baseball cap off his head.  She hung it from
his erection, bringing laughter from all the girls.  "I want a picture of
that too."

   Reggie turned beet red again.  "Can we stop this now?  Aren't there
supposed to be questions?"

   "Oh that's right," Miss Devasquez said.  "Shelly, you should get on with
your interview now.  I was about to let him go, but he'll have to keep
standing there naked for us while you do your job.  Oh, and it's cute, but
get that hat off his penis.  I want to see that crowd pleaser."

   Shelly took his hat off, then she ran one hand up and down his hat stand
while he moaned.  "So tell me, you're a good hitter, but you've never
scored a home run.  How do you feel about that?"

   He couldn't take it.  He was naked and stiff, and Shelly was even
managing to embarrass him about his baseball skill!  She kept asking
questions.  Just about every other one seemed to knock some of his ego out
of the game.  Eventually there was a light tapping at the door to the
office.

   Miss Devasquez held one hand up to stop the interview.  She answered the
door.  It was Arthur.  "Yes?" she said.

   "We, uh, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I thought we ought to tell you that
we're all done out here.  We're all leaving.  Unless you think some of us
should stay."

   "Stay?" Mindy said.

   "I didn't mean like that!" Arthur said.  "I just didn't know if you knew
you were alone down here."

   Reggie was still completely stiff on the other side of the room.  "Guys,
don't leave me down here with them!"

   Some of Reggie's team mates didn't like him either, and that included
Arthur.  "Up yours, Reggie.  Miss Devasquez, can I go?"

   "You certainly can.  Thank you, Arthur."

   He was gone fast.  Miss Devasquez turned on their formerly arrogant boy
toy.  "Well, it's just you and us now.  Let me tell you a few things.  I
think the interview can end now.  Shelly's done a good job keeping her mind
on her work and off your rod."

   "Not really," Shelly said.  "Thanks for the compliment, but I can't keep
my eyes off this guy."

   Miss Devasquez chuckled.  "What's going to happen is this.  You're going
to be well behaved from now on in my classroom.  Otherwise, I give copies
of those pictures to every girl in school.  Got it?"

   He didn't think she would, but he couldn't stand the thought of every
girl seeing what these three had seen.  "Okay, whatever you say."

   "And your detention.  Tuesday, you come, and you'll be joined by five
other boys.  You pick the ones that you want to join you.  I'll tell them
that you chose them, of course."

   "Wh-what?  Don't do that!  Come on!  Why?"

   "That's what I was counting.  Five.  Five boys to join you because you
couldn't behave in here.  We're going to have you and five others in a
"special detention"."

   "But don't make me pick!"

   Mindy said, "And we can veto anyone we want.  You can't just pick boys
like Chris who are quiet.  You have to pick your friends or some real
popular boys." Chris actually was popular, but he wasn't the kind of guy
who could cause trouble for Reggie.

   Miss Devasquez said, "You have the weekend to think about it, but you'd
better have five names for me by Monday morning.  Now, you haven't had the
chance to shower yet.  Head on in there and give us a show."

   As he walked past them, each one took a grab of him.  He wasn't even
just a boy in the locker room.  He was a lonely stiffy with three stud
hungry women.  He was made to wash up and rinse off while the three of them
watched, close up.  He just wished that his dick would get the message from
his brain that it was time to back off.  He couldn't go limp no matter how
hard he tried.

   Miss Devasquez said, "You're dirtier than you think you are, Reggie. 
Step over here.  I'll help you soap up."

   Reggie gave her a horrified look.  He did as he was told, moving out of
the spray to his teacher.  "This is too much!" he shouted.  Miss Devasquez
didn't stop though.  She soaped up his wet and naked body, running her
greedy hands all over his physique.  She made sure that his stiff standing
penis was very clean.  Reggie was muttering something under his breath as
he stared down in shock at his dick in her hand.  Once he was rinsed off,
Shelly had a towel for him.  She got to dry him off, fondling his body all
over through the towel, and a bit of it without the towel.  His stiffy got
special attention, being dried and dried and dried, and then she fondled it
with her bare hand before she was done.  Reggie felt so used.  He couldn't
have imagined that this would be as totally humiliating as it had been.  He
wouldn't be able to get over it either.  These three evil women had
pictures of him.  Mindy had kept taking pictures while he showered, while
Miss Devasquez soaped him up and while Shelly dried him off.  He'd gotten
it worse than anyone else had, and he would always know that his body would
stay naked in the photographs.