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 Monday

   Isabelle Dear Diary, Today is totally gonna rock.  Why?  Well, first of
all I'm now starting my senior year at Mellbrook High.  Doubling AP Chem.
and physics this year, and yes I am looking forward to it.  I've been
getting straight A's without opening a book for 3 years now....maybe this
will be a challenge....maybe.  Plus I'm looking forward to catching up with
some friends.  I'm not real popular but I do have some close friends and
everyone pretty much likes me.  I'm quiet but easy to talk to, and I never
make a fuss.  But the best thing about today is by far the weather: 90
degrees and sunny.  I love hot weather.  Yum.

   Jonathan Ugh, today is totally gonna suck.  First day of school, and its
90 degrees out.  I hate hot weather.  Got out of bed this morning and got a
nice cold shower.  Might as well be cool while I can.  Pulled on some long
jeans, a wife beater and headed out to school.  Now you gotta understand I
hate school.  The actual academics aren't bad, though theres no challenge
there.  I take middle level classes and never open a book...and get
straight A's.  But I know to keep my hands down and my mouth shut in class.
I'm good at the blending in thing.  No one dislikes me but I don't think
anyone particularly likes me either.  Pretty much they just don't know me
and I work hard to keep it that way.  Saves me a lot of trouble.. .Once
people get to know you, they want to know you better, till they find out
all your secrets and hate you for them.  Don't even know why I keep this
piece of shit journal...If I ever read it I think I'll have to slit my
wrists.  So yeah the bad part of school was not the academics....its trying
to act all happy....well I doubt anyone would call me happy...act like I
give a shit and don't want to slit my wrists...yeah that's a better
description.

   So I get to school last minuet as usual, and as soon as I walk in the
door a teacher tells me to go to the main office.  Great.  What could the
principal want with me?  Ya see I'm good at laying low with the teachers
too.  Good grades, quiet, never get in trouble.  So why call me into the
office.  When I got to the office, Mrs.  Peterson's secretary told me to
head on in.  I walked in and could tell something was wrong.  Mrs. 
Peterson always looked like she was fully in control of everything, yet
right now she looked a little nervous.  This could not be good.  She
motioned for me to sit in one of the two chairs across from her desk and I
did.

   "Mr.  Leeds," She began, "First of all, I would like to assure you that
you have not done anything wrong and are not in trouble..." I really did
not like where this was going.  "The state has just signed into law a new
educational program.  Many leading psychologists believe that shyness and a
lack of self esteem can be caused by repressed sexuality and body issues
and can prevent students from reaching their full potential both
academically and personally." Nope definitely not liking where this is
going "Im pleased to inform you that you have been chosen as one of our
schools first participants in the Naked in School Program." My mind shut
down completely.  In the background I could hear Mrs.  Peterson explaining
that I would have to be naked for school and all school related functions
from now until Sunday night and would have to comply with students
"reasonable requests" to examine or touch me.  She also mentioned something
about a partner, but really, I wasn't taking much in.  Me: Naked.  In. 
School.

   FUCK!  SHIT!  FI\UCK!  FUCK!  SHIT!  SHIT!  FUCK!  That was not going to
go well with laying low or with keeping secrets, especially not my secret.
Can this Possibly get any worse?

   Apparently it can.

   In walked Isabelle.  God, I hate that arrogant fucking bitch.  No
decency at all.  She has one fucking arm, the left one ends at the elbow
and guess what?  She's wearing a fucking tank top.  Has her fucking nails
painted to.  Hell she's on the school Tae kwon doe team and pins her gi
sleeve up to show it off.  And as if that wasn't enough she almost ruined
my secret.  Fucking bitch.

   Isabelle Dear Diary, Well, I don't usually document every event of every
day, but in light of this whole program thing I was told to this week, so
here it goes.  Guess we'll start with a quick backtrack to this morning.  I
woke up happy for the start of the school year.  I got my normal shower
-short yet productive.  Ten minuets and my hair was washed and conditioned,
my pussy, legs, and underarms shaved and my entire body scrubbed with
cherry scented soap.  I put on my normal summer clothes.  A white sporty
cotton skirt, and a light pink tank top.  Pulled my long brown hair up into
a high pony tail, slipped my feet into white sandals, and finished it off
with some light pink eye shadow and lip gloss.

   I ran down the stairs, grabbed my book bag and a granola bar, hugged my
mom goodbye, and walked out the door.  I have a car and can drive to school
whenever I want, but I decided to walk today.  I love the feeling of the
strong sunlight on my bare shoulders, and rather enjoyed the short ten
minute walk.  When I got to school, I went to track down my friends and
found Jane and Amber in the lobby.  Amber had spent the summer in the South
of France, and was filling a very flustered Jane in on all the dirty
details...

   "Nude beaches...How could you...wouldn't you see..."

   "That's the point..."

   "Totally improper...." I managed to catch right before a teacher tapped
me on the shoulder and told me to head to the principal's office.  I
sighed. I would really like to have heard the rest of that conversation,
and I was sure the office trip was not going to be pleasant.  Probably them
trying to talk me out of my heavy course load....again.....oh well.

   When I went into the principal's office, I was surprised to find that I
was not alone, then I saw Jonathan and things made sense.  He must have
done something to get me in trouble.  Remember how I said I was generally
well liked?  Well he's the one exception to that rule.  I'm not sure why he
hates me...I think it might have something to do with me having one hand.
That's the only thing I can think of....that and I pushed him into a pool
once....not in a mean way-everyone else was swimming and it was really hot
out.  He was standing there by himself looking miserably hot and lonely, so
I pushed him in.  Thought it would help him loosen up and have fun, instead
he got pissed and went home.  So when I first saw him, I thought he had
tried to get me in trouble, then I saw his face.  I can't exactly place the
emotion there, something between fear and nothing, with a little pain
thrown in-not the look of someone vengefully accusing another.  No,
something bad was going on here.

   "Ah, welcome Isabella Marlin, Jonathan this is your partner." Ok now I
was completely confused.

   "Partner?"

   "Earlier this year the governor signed into act the Naked in School
program.  All state run schools must instate the program at the start of
this school year.  Students in the program will be required to attend
classes and all school related functions in the nude for one week.  You and
Jonathan are this year's first participants.  As partners we expect you to
help support each other." My head was swimming...Me naked in school...I had
never even been kissed let alone seen a naked guy....or been naked in front
of one.....  "now when I had planed this I thought it would be best if
Jonathan went first; however, from looking at your faces I'm gonna let
Isabelle start off......Miss Marlin..."

   I thought it was impossible to be more scared than I was...until I
looked at Jonathan....he looked petrified.  The nothingness I had seen in
his face a few minutes ago was replaced by pure terror.  I was shaking ever
so slightly as I stood up.  Uncertainly I pulled my tank top off.

   Jonathan My mind was still trying to wrap around how fucked I was when
Isabelle started undressing.  As she moved to pull her shirt over her head
I looked at her for real for the first time.  She was pretty.  She had an
angel's face, deep dark brown eyes, and long brown hair pulled up into a
high pony tail.  She was tall and tan, long, dark legs stretching on
forever under her white skirt.  If I were the type of person to let myself
think about girls, I would likely have a crush on her.  And in case you're
wondering, no, I've never seen a naked girl.  In fact since I have no
experience with people in general, I had no experiences with girls.  I held
my breath as she took off her shirt.  I couldn't help but stare at her
breasts.  They were maybe the size of an orange and incased in a lacy pink
bra.  Her stomach was flat and muscular, accentuated by a small belly ring.
God, Junior there was waking up in a hurry.  I never thought I would see a
naked girl before, ever.  That just wasn't something I would ever be
capable of doing, unless pictures in playboy magazines count.  Then she
reached behind her back and undid the bra clasp, letting her breasts spill
out as the lace bra slid off her shoulders.  The pale lobes, each topped
with a rose colored nipple contrasted beautifully with her tanned body.

   She stared at the floor blushing bright pink as she pushed her skirt
down.  Under it was a pair of pink lace panties that matched the bra she
had removed earlier.  She pushed them down to her ankles and flipped them
off her feet.  Her pussy was completely bare, not even a trace of
hair....my god I had never been so hard in my entire life.

   "OK Jonathan, your turn." Mrs Peterson said, bringing me back to the
real world.

   "I can't...I really can't...please no..." I began, but I could see from
the look she gave me that I was not getting out of this.  I could feel the
blood drain from my face as I stood up.  I was still hard but that was the
least of my worries.  I removed my shirt first.  Nothing to hide there.  I
cold feel Isabelle's eyes boring into my chest, but I knew that her
admiration of my body was going to be short lived.  I undid my belt,
slowly, delaying the inevitable for as long as possible.  I turned away
from Isabelle before slowly inching my jeans down.  As they slid past my
knees I waited for the gasp, the scream, the laughter.  Nothing, a very
long nothing.  And then I heard "Damn...nice ass." WHAT?!?  I did NOT see
that one coming.

   Isabelle Well damn.....OK, he's still an asshole, and I still don't like
him, but damn.  When he took his shirt off oh my god was his chest
yummy.... I think he has an eight pack I'm not even kidding.  Watching the
shift of his muscles under his skin as he pulled his shirt over his
head...yum.  And then he turned away from me and started pulling his pants
down to reveal a pair of tight black briefs....I fully admit...I'm an ass
girl...I love a nice tight ass on a guy...and his was divine.  I think my
eyes were stuck there for a good 30 seconds, then I let my eyes roam down
over his thighs, tight with muscle and shaking ever so slightly.  And then
I saw it.  And so many things clicked into place.  His right leg ended at
the knee and a metal prosthetic ran from his knee to the ground where it
was topped with an ordinary looking sneaker.  That was why he seemed to
hate me, that was what he was afraid of everyone seeing....So I let him
know what was on my mind "damn....nice ass" I couldn't believe I just said
that.

   He turned around to face me, his entire face turning a delightful shade
of red.  I couldn't help but stare at him as he tugged his briefs down and
his.....penis....bounced out...I have no basis for comparison, it was the
first I had ever seen, but it looked big to me , and it was throbbing
hard...I guess he was happy to see me....

   The bell for first period ringing and Principal Peterson telling us we
had better get going brought me back down to earth.  Jonathan's face paled,
I guess he was dreading leaving the office.  I was too, but I think he was
a little worse off.  But before either of us could go anywhere Mrs.  Howe
knocked on the door and asked Peterson if she could talk to us alone. 
Great, just what I need: another guidance councilor on my case.  Peterson
left and Howe sat down in her place.

   "Now, I know you two probably think I'm here to talk to you about the
program.  Or perhaps Isabelle thinks I'm here to talk about her course
load; however, I'm not going to talk to you about either of these issues.
Jonathan, it's your course load that has me concerned.  You are taking the
easiest classes possible, yet all of our records indicate that you could be
one of the top students.  Since you and Isabelle are program partners this
week, we would like you to take some of her classes.  Since it will only be
for the first week, if it doesn't work you can go back to your planned
schedule.  Plus, you'll have the benefit of sharing more class with your
partner and having smaller classes full of more mature students."

   "Well...." Jonathan said, unsurely.  "what classes would you suggest I
pick up?"

   "That depends Mr.  Leeds, what subjects interest you?" Jonathan looked
confused for a moment, as though he had no idea what he wanted.  "tell you
what I'll let Isabelle tell you about her schedule and then you can
decide."

   I began listing my schedule.  "First period is AP English, second period
AP physics; third I have the physics lab on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday,
and lunch Tuesday and Thursday, fourth is AP Chem.  and fifth is the chem.
Lab on Wednesday and Thursday, and a study the rest of the week.  Sixth
period is AP Calc and seventh is AP political Science.  Eighth period is
art."

   Jonathan looked at me as if I had three heads "How do you do that...do
you have a life???  Jesus....look Mrs.  Howe, that just isn't me."

   "Jonathan, we're not asking you to pick up all of her classes, just a
few."

   "Ok fine, I'll give English and political science.  a go, heck I'll try
calc too but that's it."

   "Wonderful Jonathan, OK you two should go to English now."

   Talk about shock.  I was surprised Jonathan had a brain....I run in the
"smart click" and he surely wasn't in it.  I guess that's by his choosing,
not lack of talent.  Well this was going to be interesting.  At least we
were spared groping from the first walk through the halls.  When we entered
the classroom I wasn't thrilled at how things were going, but it wasn't
horrible.  I would say about half the boys in the class stared at me.  I
was blushing from head to toe and shaking a little.  I just wanted to sit
down as soon as possible.  The other half of the boys and all of the girls
were staring at Jonathan.  The boys and half the girls were fixated on his
leg, the other half of the girls eyeing his body.  He looked so
uncomfortable.  Not embarrassed but afraid.  He wasn't thinking about being
naked in a sexual way....Just about the fact that they could see his leg.
Luckily the AP track attracts some pretty good kids....no one was pointing
or saying anything out loud.  I handed the note to the teacher and headed
for a seat in the back of the room.  "Do either of you want relief?" the
teacher asked.  Jonathan and I both shook our heads no and sat down.

   Jonathan WHAT JUST HAPPENED????  I've spent my whole life hiding.....lay
low....keep distance between everyone.  I've made sure there's nothing
special about me...no defining characteristics.  Everyone at this school
would describe me as average in every way.  Except now I'm parading around
naked....and taking AP classes.  Don't even ask me why I agreed to that
one....JESUS CHRIST....AP classes......I know I'm smart but that's supposed
to be my secret......this is gonna be a long week.  Walking into that
English classroom was horrible.  All those eyes on me...I waited for the
talking and harassing to start and was surprised when it didn't.  I guess
AP kids behave better.  At any rate I was glad to sit down.  The class
started discussing Shakespeare....I must admit this was more interesting
then what I usually studied in my regular English classes...I actually did
like literature....but talking this type of class just wasn't an option
before.  I looked over at Isabelle and was surprised.  She was taking notes
and seemed to be paying attention, but she looked completely and totally
bored.  I had pegged her as the type of student who loved to learn but she
looked as if she'd rather be somewhere else.

   "Your not actually interested in English lit?" I said as we were packing
up to leave the room.

   "No I'm not." She said rather guiltily.  "I don't hate English all
together...In fact I love writing, especially poetry...But I hate English
literature."

   "We have a poetry class, and some creative writing classes...why aren't
you in one of those instead?" I suggested.

   "Because they are not AP classes." The conversation ended right there
because we walked out of the classroom.  I was OK for about the first 10
seconds.  Then everything hit me all at once.  Gasps and whispers filled
the hall, followed by laughter.  This was exactly what I had been afraid
of. I could feel my face paling.  My head was swimming.  Everyone knew and
my life was over.

   "Where's your next class?" Isabelle asked.  I think I managed to tell
her it was info tech.

   That was when I felt Isabelle's hand on my dick.

   Oh.  My.  God.  That's the first time a girl has had my dick in her
hand. Her warm soft fingers felt amazing "Info tech here we come." She said
and literally began leading me down the hallway by my dick.  My first
thought: "shit this is gonna attract attention!" my second thought "Fuck
it" I have a girls hands on my dick...might as well enjoy it.

   "where are we going?" I asked her.

   "the computer lab...It's right across the hall from my physics
class...and there's someone I want you to meet" Who was I to argue, hell I
was just trying not to cum in the middle of the hallway.  She led me right
into the computer lab by my dick and pushed me into the chair in the front
of the room obviously set up for program participants in need of relief.

   "Jonathan needs relief." She announced to the entire class "Amber, help
a friend out, will you?"

   "Sure thing!" smiled a girl who had just walked in the door.  The two
girls hugged, Isabelle winked at me and then ran out the door.  I had seen
amber in the halls before.  She was pretty well known as the school slut.
She must have weighed about 130, had long straight blond hair, piercing
blue eyes and C cups.  "Relax" she said as she knelt down beside the chair.
RELAX????  I was about to get jerked off by a girl for the first
time...hell I still hadn't had my first kiss...I never thought this would
happen.  And then there she was.  She started running her fingers lightly
lover my cock, then quickly let go of it.  I was slightly disappointed,
until I felt her lips on my neck, little licks and nibbles, that made my
cock jump.  Then she began nibbling on my earlobe and stroking my cock
again.  I could feel her hot breath on my neck and her warm wet mouth on my
ear.  When her other hand reached down and cupped my balls it was all I
could take.  I exploded all over her, stands of my cum landing in her hair,
and on her face and chest.

   "oh my god....I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to ...I"

   "Relax its OK big boy." She grinned at me, dipped her finger in the cum
on her chest and put it in her mouth "yum." At that the entire class
cheered.  That was the first time I was aware of everyone watching.  I
blushed bright red with embarrassment.  Everyone was staring at me.  And
then I noticed something odd.  No one was staring at my leg.

   Isabelle Well damn.  What a freaking morning, and its only second
period. I still can't believe I actually touched Jonathan's dick.  I've
never even been kissed.  But I had to do something.  All those people
pointing and laughing and staring, it was horrible.  Look, I've lived my
entire life with one hand, and I've come to know two things.  One: people
will only be OK with it when you are.  And two: people are easily
distracted.  So my plan took care of both those.  I figured it would take
his mind off his leg and give everyone else something better to talk about.
From the look on Jonathan's face and the looks on the faces in the class I
think it worked.

   But shit was I shaken up.  And now I had AP physics.  I was the only
girl in the class, but at least there were only 9 other students in the
class.  Still though, I knew these guys.  I had studied with them and
competed against them for spots in the math and science classes.  I blushed
even brighter at their stares than I had earlier that day...I didn't know
that was even possible.  At least the teacher Mr.  Roads was a friend of
mine.  When I came in he asked me if I needed relief.  I shook my head no
and he let me take my seat in the second (and last) row.  The bell rang a
second later so once again I was spared from any possible "reasonable"
requests.  The teacher went right into the lesson and left me alone.

   My luck couldn't last for long though.  We had a ten minuet break
in-between the regular class and our lab period.  Josh was the first boy in
the class to come up for a reasonable request.

   "Can you pose for us?" he asked

   "Um what do you want me to do?" I was practically shaking and my blush
had spread down to my breasts.

   "Just stand up and put your hands behind your back so we can get a good
look at your breasts," I did as he asked and all the boys gathered around
to get a good look.  "Can I touch you?" he asked

   "Uhhh...sure...I guess" I answered shakily.  It wasn't like I could
actually say no.

   "Just relax." He whispered in my ear as he began stroking my face.  I
hadn't expected that.  I thought he would go straight for my breasts. 
Instead his fingers trailed slowly down my jaw line and ran down my neck,
sending shivers down my spine.  His hands then ran down my sides and the
outside of my legs then back up the inside of my thighs.  For a moment I
braced myself, expecting him to feel my....pussy.  Instead his fingers went
around it and ran up my stomach.  By the time he reached my breasts I was
shaking all over and practically panting.  I had never had a guy's fingers
on me before and they seemed to make my entire body tingle.  When he
reached my breasts he didn't squeeze them roughly.  He cupped them gently
and lightly ran his thumb over my nipples making me gasp.  Just then I
heard the third period bell ring.  It was time to get back to class.

   "Do you need relief?" Mr.  Roads asked.

   "n...no" I managed to stammer even though I probably did.  My pussy was
drenched and I was shaking like a leaf.  Mr.  Roads announced that we would
be continuing the days lesson instead of doing an actual lab...Thank
god...I didn't hear a single word that was said the entire period.  All I
could think about was Josh running his fingers over my body.

   As soon as the class was over I practically ran to the chem.  Lab which
thankfully was next door.  Once again I was able to avoid any requests in
the hall.  At least with the AP kids the requests seemed to be more
reasonable then they might be in the general population.  The chem.  class
was just as small as my physics class but there were 3 other girls in the
class, one of whom, Jane was a close friend of mine.  I was a little
worried though, Jane was a bit of a spaz and hated anything that had to do
with sex.

   "Oh my god.....Bell....how could you...your." She began as soon as I
walked in.

   "Its not my choice." I told her as we took seats in the back of the
room.

   "It's OK...it'll be OK" she said, but I wasn't sure if she was trying to
convince me or herself.

   "Do you need relief?" the teacher asked.  I shook my head no.  "then
lets get started class..." The chem.  Lesson was uneventful.  Jane was
carefully keeping her eyes above my neck but other than that seemed OK and
I could almost concentrate on the lesson.  By the time it was over I had
managed to calm down quit a bit.

   Next I had a study, so I had to go to the study hall on the second
floor. Most people still seemed a little shy so I didn't get any actual
requests on my way, but I did get a lot of "accidental" brushes of fingers
against by boobs and ass.  I felt horribly embarrassed walking up the
stairs, just thinking about the view I was giving people of my body.  When
I got to the study hall the teacher asked me if I wanted relief.  I managed
to say no .  "Well OK" he said, "but remember this is a free period and you
will be required to comply with any reasonable requests.  However, we will
give you half the period to eat your lunch.  The first half of the period
was rather normal, except for the stares I was getting.  I was scared
shitless of what was coming up.  After the first 20 minuets the teacher
stood up.  "Isabelle, its reasonable request time.  However since its your
first day and I'm sure all the boys would like to get a look why don't we
spread you out on the desk up here and limit the requests to looking?"

   "OK...uh....  s...sure" I stammered and walked to the front of the room.
The teacher had already cleared his desk off and I laid down on it on my
back.  He teacher made me spread my legs and place my hands behind my head.
I was totally exposed.  I closed my eyes and focused on not
hyperventilating.  I could feel hot breath all of my body as the boys
leaned in to get a good look.  My god I think I might have left a puddle on
the desk.  When the bell rang I bolted out the door and ran towards the
calculus room down the hall.

   Just before I made it to the room a boy stopped me with another
reasonable request.

   "Can I touch your breasts?" he asked, I nodded yes, it wasn't like I
could really say no.  He cupped my breasts in his hands and began stroking
my nipples then rolled my nipples between his fingers.  I was absolutely
panting.  I thought I might cum on the spot if he kept it up.  Just then
the bell rang and I ducked into the classroom, shaking.

   Jonathan I just sat there for a minute.  I couldn't even feel my legs.
That was he best cum of my life.  Eventually Amber helped me stumble to a
computer station.  I managed to turn the computer on, maybe even look
productive, but I was getting nothing done.  All I could think about was
that hand job.  "Are you OK?" Amber asked.

   "I um...think so..its just that..."

   "First time a little overwhelming?" she finished for me.  I noticed she
still had my cum in her hair and on her chest and instantly got hard again.

   "Yea...you were incredible by the way."

   "Looks like your ready for another round there big boy..."

   "I don't know if I'd even survive another cum like that....god." She
just laughed and went back to her work.  I noticed some of the guys in the
class eyeing me with a mixture of respect and envy.

   When the bell rang Amber asked me if I wanted to eat lunch with her and
her friends.  What the hell I thought, I usually ate alone but the company
might be nice today.  As we walked through the halls no body came near me.
I guess the leg was still freaking a lot of people out.  I could hear some
whispers and laughter but no out right remarks.  It was better then I had
hoped for.  I followed her to the cafeteria where we sat at a table with a
girl named Jane.  At the sight of me Jane turned bright red.  "h-hi I-I'm
a-j-j-Jane.  She began stammering, keeping her eyes carefully fixed above
my neck.  "nice to meet you I'm Jonathan," I said and held out my hand for
her to shake it.  She shook it apprehensively, flinching at the contact.

   "Relax Jane he's not going to bite you," Amber teased.  "You need to
loosen up some...Eventually you'll be put in the program."

   "I'm perfectly fine."

   "no your uptight."

   "am not."

   "then touch him, anywhere below the neck."

   "no why would I..."

   "Can you even look at him..."

   "why...."

   "because hes yummy." Amber giggled and I felt her hand seek under the
table to run along he inside of my thigh.  I blushed bright red from the
embarrassment and arousal.  I pulled a packed lunch out of my bag and tried
to eat it.  Nearly choking to death the few times her hand moved to caress
my dick.  After lunch Amber walked me as far as my psychology classroom,
goosing my ass as she turned to leave.

   When I entered the classroom I felt a bit of panic begin to rise. 
Everyone was staring at me again.  And since I was alone again a lot of the
attention seemed to be on my leg.  Luckily the psychology teacher simply
asked me if I needed relief and when I said no started the class as usual.
I could still feel the class' eyes on my leg but at least the teacher
wasn't drawing attention to me.

   When the class ended I hurried to my anatomy class half way there I got
stopped by a cute little girl for my first reasonable request.  "can I
touch you?" she asked her voice shaking ever so slightly.  I nodded yes
expecting her to grab my dick but instead she ran her hands all over my
chest and ass.  Her small fingers sent shivers down my spine..  By the time
she thanked me and walked away I was hard as a rock again.

   "Good afternoon Mr leeds." Mrs Rockland began " Im supposed to ask you
if you want relief, but I'd much prefer for you to remain hard for now. 
Since we have a male program participant in class this week, I will be
moving up our lesson on male sexual anatomy.  Mr Leeds, please take the
seat in the front of the class."

   I did as she asked, my face turning red again...I wonder if all this
blushing could cause medical problems.  She made me sit in front of the
class while she pointed out all the parts of my dick and balls, complete
with both the slang and medical terms.  Then she invited the rest of the
class up to take a closer look.  I spread my legs, closed my eyes, and
tried not to die of embarrassment.  I could feel warm breath on my chest
and thighs as the girls leaned in to take a closer look.  My cock was
absolutely throbbing.  I was beginning to think I might cum right then and
there when the bell rang.  I ran across the hall to the AP calc room and
sat down.  When Isabelle came in she looked extremely flustered, hell she
looked extremely horny.

   "you need relief." I said to her

   "No I..."

   "that wasn't a question." I said pulling her up to the front of the
room. One good turn deserves another, so I pushed her down in the chair set
up at the front of the room and announced that she need relief before I
knelt down next to her.

   Isabelle I was so embarrassed.  I couldn't just cum in front of the
whole class...then again I think I might have gone insane if I didn't cum.
My entire body was shaking and my pussy was sopping wet.  "relax...enjoy
this" Jonathan whispered in my ear, then sucked my earlobe into his mouth.
His fingers began teasing my nipples as he kissed and nibbled on my neck.
Go I thought I might cum before he even touched my pussy, then I felt his
fingers sliding down.  "I don't know what I'm doing so you'll have to guide
me." he whispered in my ear.

   "You'll feel a small nub at the top of the split." I felt his fingers n
my clit "Oh god, oh, yes, omg OH OH OHHH!!!"I didn't even realize I was
screaming until I stopped.  The entire class stared at me and I blushed
bright red.  After a minuet, Jonathan helped me stand up and walk to a seat
in the back of the classroom, then sat down next to me with a small smile
on his face.  Despite having an actual interest in calculus, I can't even
tell you what the class was about.  God what was happening to me.  I had
just been fingered to an orgasm and still had never been kissed.

   After class, Jonathan and I walked to Political science together.  We
didn't get any official requests, but we were still being felt up a lot. 
When the teacher asked if we needed relief I said no but jonathan nodded
his head yes and went to the front of the room.  When they asked for
volunteers I raised my hand and he picked me.  "tell me what to do." I
whispered in his ear.  He placed my had around his dick and moved it up and
down a few times.  When he took his hand away I continued the motion.  On
an impulse I leaned forward and took one of his nipples in my mouth and a
low groan escaped his lips as he shot his cum, flying in the air to land on
the floor two feet away.  I helped him to a seat and sat down next to him.
I almost manged to pay attention during that class.  Almost.  Except I
couldn't tare my eyes away from his face...He looked so peaceful...so
different from his expression earlier.

   When the bell rang we walked to art together.  This was the class I was
truly afraid of.  I had no doubt that we'd be posing for sketches.  Sure
enough when we walked in Mr.  Riley asked us if we needed relief, and when
we both declined told us to wait in front of the class and that we would be
the models for todays class.  He announced that the class' project this
week would be to draw the two of us in different poses that would usually
take place in various stages of a relationship.  For the first pose he had
us sit on a couch in the front of the room with Jonathan's arm around me
and my head resting on his shoulder.  The pose would have been completely
innocent if it wasn't for the fact that we were both naked.  Sill I felt
very comfortable snuggled up next to him.  We held the pose for the first
20minutes.  The second pose was still innocent.  He had us stand facing
each other, side profile to the class.  Then he told Jonathan to lace his
arms around my waist and for me to put my hands around his neck and kiss
his cheek.  The result was that I could feel his body pressing up against
mine, my breasts pressing against his chest and his cock pressed against my
belly.  By the time the bell rang I was soaked.  After class I got my
clothes, dressed and wen home.  As soon as I got in the front door I ran to
my room and diddled myself furiously.  The rest of he evening was normal. I
did my homework and ate dinner with my parents before heading to bed.