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 A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
don't get heated.  It involves themes of a sexual nature.  Some of those
themes may sit uncomfortably with you.  If in doubt don't read it.

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   Rub Down.

   Jenny Gillard let her mind drift as the constant chatter of the group
faded into a collage of smutty innuendo as it was wont to do.

   She leant against Jack, her latest conquest from the group, and allowed
her eyes to travel slowly around the rough circle of boys sitting on desks
in the tutor room.

   "All boys" she registered silently "All boys again!  Why do the girls
leave the group for such a long time?"

   Her mind drifted to Mike on her right.  Mike was a good kisser.  A
little free with his hands but definitely a good kisser.  Next to Mike was
Carl.  She had never "been out" with Carl - maybe soon, when she and Jack
got bored holding hands.

   Her eyes moved on to the hulking frame of Jordan.  Clearly and
permanently the largest of the boys he had near crushed her when he hugged
her at the end of the one and only date.

   Next to Jordan came the slight and bespectacled Christian.  Another of
the group never to have had the pleasure of any part of Jenny.  Would he?
Only time would tell.

   Jenny jumped the small gap between Christian and Steve.  She smiled as
she looked at Steve.  He had been her first from the group.  He was the
first boy to kiss her, the first boy to make her pant, to blush deeply and
the first to force his way under her shirt to feel her small breasts.  She
still had a soft spot for Steve she admitted to herself.

   Then she turned her head to look closely at Jack.

   The conversation suddenly intruded.

   "Awe Jack" squealed Jordan "Jenny can't take her eyes off you!"

   Everybody laughed and Jenny suddenly realised what was being said.  She
sat up, pulling herself away from the boy.

   "Don't be shy" Jack whispered as his arm snaked around her shoulders and
pulled her back close.

   Jenny closed her eyes and cuddled in determinedly ignoring the quips
that followed and, once again, allowing her mind to drift.

   She was unaware of the words for a few more minutes before one string
penetrated her day dreams.

   "So who hasn't felt her tits?"

   Her eyes fluttered open and swung around the group to seek out the
speaker.  Quickly she realised that she was suddenly the centre of
attention and hit the mental rewind button to check that last bit of
wordage.

   "What mine?" she finally squeaked "Yeah Jen, haven't you been
listening?" asked Steve "Seems you're the groups girlfriend"

   "Sod off" Jenny snarled

   "So," repeated Jack "Who hasn't felt her tits?"

   "Jack!" she cried

   Jack hugged her closer.

   Jenny looked around the group as hands rose slowly.

   Christian was the first to hold up a single finger, Jordan followed and
then Carl raised a hand.  All the others stayed put.

   "so" surmised Jack "half have and half haven't"

   "You have already then?" queried Carl

   "First time at the flicks" grinned Jack

   "Jack!" Jenny squealed again.

   "Shhhs Jen, you love it, you know you do." The boy stated quietly.

   "That's it, we're finished" she stormed

   "Really?" he asked as his hands slipped down to her waist.

   "No jack.  No tickling!" she cried, a smile flickering across her face.

   "I think so Jen.  It's tickle time!" he shouted as his fingers dug into
the gap between her ribcage and her hips.

   The girl squealed between giggles and threw herself sideways to get away
from the attack.

   Jack was ready for her though and simply clambered off the desk to
follow her movements.

   Jenny brought her knees up and her arms down in an effort t protect
herself.

   "C'mon guys" hissed Jack "Give a guy a hand"

   Jenny heard a collective roar and a rapid movement before her ankles
were grabbed and her legs were pulled down and out of the way.  Her wrists
went similarly up above her head and Jack let loose on her body once more.

   Jenny squirmed and fought, fought against her captors and against her
body as laughter threatened to overwhelm her completely.

   She was unaware of the gap appearing between shirt and trousers as she
struggled and writhed.  Jack wasn't.

   His fingers found the bare flesh and tickled harder.  Jenny screamed and
laughed and cried and giggled as more hands found the growing fleshy gap
and the tickling spread across her bare abdomen.

   "No stop!" she squealed even as she laughed louder "Oh god!!!!!!" she
wailed

   Jacks hands left her waist to be replaced by others.

   They slid, inexorably, up her ribcage, under her shirt.

   "You can't Jack" she managed

   "Can to!" he grinned down at her as another wave of rib tickling took
hold of her body.

   Soon his hands had enveloped her bra clad breasts and guilty giggles
issued from the encircling boys as they watched the movement under her
shirt.

   The tickling eased off now and with it the uncontrolled laughter and
giggling of the 14 year old girl.

   She bit her bottom lip as she focussed on Jack and found his eyes.

   "You mustn't" she whispered.

   Jack grinned.

   "Tickle her boys" he commanded

   The fingers attacked again and any protest from Jenny was cut short as
she wailed and hurled her giggles at the ceiling above her.

   Steve moved in and looking at Jack, undid the bottom button of her
shirt.

   Jack grinned and nodded at the other boy and Steve gently undid the next
and the next.

   Finally, as her bra was exposed for the first time, Jenny recognised
what was happening and found a way to free one wrist.  Her hand shot down
to stop Steve undoing the final button.

   "Somebody get her trousers" snapped Jack as he saw Steve being thwarted.

   "No way!" Jenny squealed between giggles as her free hand shot down to
protect the snap of her dark blue school trousers.

   Steve was quick to take advantage and her shirt was agape in seconds.

   "Guys!" Jenny squealed to anybody listening.  Nobody was.

   Her bra was pushed up over her breasts and she was exposed for the first
time.  Hands stopped and silence fell.

   Jenny took the opportunity to slip her second wrist free and, using both
hands, tugged her bra back into place.  Giggling as se did so was her
mistake.

   The giggle seemed to affect the boys more than the loss of sight of bare
breasts.

   Hands attacked with renewed vigour and renewed urgency.  Jenny giggled,
protested half heartedly and repelled borders as best she could.

   Her hands were diverted to protect her trousers, captured and held long
enough for Jack to find the front opening claps of her bra and she was,
quite literally, undone.

   With a surge of enthusiasm the boys all took samples of her breasts as
she squirmed beneath their cumulative gaze.

   Somebody was concentrating on gently squeezing and turning her left
nipple.  It felt wonderful.  Wonderful enough for her to forgive the clumsy
oaf who was trying to mould her right breast into some form of clay
dinosaur model and instead of fighting she purred.

   "All right!" snapped Steve "Get her trousers"

   Jenny slipped her hands down over her trousers as before but she offered
little resistance when Carl simply lifted them out of the way.

   She had no idea who had unsnapped the top button or who was now lowering
her zipper as she looked up at Jack who now had gentle control of both
nipples.

   She felt her trousers being tugged downwards and knew that she should be
fighting back but something inside her forbade it.

   "Look out guys!" Squealed Christian from the doorway "Critchly's
coming."

   There was a flurry of bodies moving away from the half naked girl.  Jack
pulled her upright and helped her drag her shirt back into place as
Christian and Jordan intercepted Mr Critchly in the hallway.

   By the time the teacher sauntered into the room Jenny was, to all
intents and purposes, fully dressed and engaged in a game of cards with
Jack and Steve.

   The fact that her bra hung loose under her shirt and her trousers
remained undone below the level of the desk were hidden to the greying man.

   "Bell will be going shortly.  Finish your game!" the teacher suggested
as he turned and wandered along the hall to complete his patrol.

   By the time the lunchtime bell sang out a few minutes later Jenny had
taken the time to properly dress herself and moved on to afternoon classes
looking a little red in the face but otherwise none the worse for her
lunchtime exercise.

   Jack caught up with her just before the final period of the day.

   "You still ok to come to mine for tea?" he asked

   "Thought I dumped you" she grinned at him

   "Really, what a pity" the boy grinned back.

   "Mum's not expecting me before 7.00" Jenny confirmed

   "Sweet!  Mine neither" Jack laughed

   Jenny raised an eyebrow

   "Told her I'd be at yours" he answered the unspoken question.

   Jenny stopped walking and waited for an explanation.

   Jack grinned at her.

   "Christian's parents don't get home before 6.30.  I said we'd all go
there"

   "ALL?" Jenny squealed

   "Yeah, why not?" Jack smiled "You had fun"

   Jenny turned on her heel and stomped up the hall.

   "Is she coming?" asked Steve appearing at Jack's elbow

   "Not sure - maybe, maybe not" Jack admitted.

   Jenny hung back as the tutor room cleared and the other students filed
out.

   She had thought of little other than the stupidity of boys throughout
the last period and her anger had barely subsided.  Still, she was a little
disappointed when none of the guys hung about to ask her again or to even
walk with her.

   She stormed down the fast emptying corridors and headed for the main
doors.  As she walked out onto the courtyard area beyond she saw Steve and
Jack chatting amiably as they slipped through the school gates.

   Jenny noticed that they turned right towards Christian's house rather
than taking the usual left towards there own homes.

   "Cocky sods!" she muttered aloud.

   Jenny walked down the path and deliberately turned left at the gates. 
She walked 10 or 12 paces before stopping and looking over her shoulder. 
No sign.

   Jenny retraced her steps, hesitated outside of the school gates and then
strode on towards Christian's house.

   Jenny lay on the rug in the lounge.  Her nipples were on fire but Jack
continued to work on them as others traced patterns on her naked skin with
their fingers.  Looking to one side she could see the plain white shirt
that had been hers, discarded and crumpled.  Her bra lay a few inches
further away.

   "Shoes're off!" came a cry from out of sight.

   "Get her undone then" replied Steve

   She looked past Jack to where Christian was fumbling with the top button
of her school trousers.  She watched him watching her as he inched her
zipper down and then he grinned at her as he stood and yelled out to the
group.

   "Trousers undone!"

   There was a whooping and a yelping as hands took control of the hem of
her trousers and, by sheer force, they were dragged off her hips and down
her slender legs.

   "Shit!  Look at that.  She's wearing a thong!" a boy exclaimed.

   "Will she be ok if we strip her?" asked another voice, probably
Christian's

   Jack smiled down at her as he answered.

   "She'll be fine.  She knew what was happening when she knocked on the
door."

   It was true.  Jenny had realised, even as she turned back towards the
school gate, that she was agree to being naked and more.  Still a small
tear slipped from one eye as she heard the words that followed.

   "I wanna do her first"

   "We'll all get a chance don't worry."
   End