{ASSM} Nanny3: Back to School 9/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC and Greatness
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Part 9
*****
With a sharp cry of terror, Athena Valentine jerked awake. "What a horrible
dream!" she thought. "Thank God it's over. But, wait! Oh, no! This isn't my
bedroom." She slowly sat up and looked wearily around in disbelief with her
hair-covered face. It was difficult to see anything, but Athena was simply too
tired to fix herself. When she was finally able to slightly focus, the truth
penetrated her like a knife. She wasn't home at all. She was in...in a
classroom, naked!
"Oh, no," Athena moaned softly as she covered her face with her hands. "Please,
God. Please, no. Not again! Not again!"
But it was! She could feel the cold floor on her bare bottom. It was real!
The dream was real! It had actually happened! She was still here at school and
it had all actually happened! "AAAAgggghhhhh!!" she cried in horror and
despair.
A voice filled with bitterness suddenly cut through her deep despair. "Busy
day?" it asked.
Oh God! She wasn't alone! Ashamed at her recent outburst, Athena could only
timorously whimper "Mrs. Bohon?" as she wrapped her arms protectively around her
poor abused chest. Please God, not her! Her body tingling in spite of herself,
Athena resolved never to let that terrible woman ever come near her again.
"No. Try again."
The voice sounded familiar. Athena cleared her damp hair away until she could
finally see properly. Three girls were seated together in the circle of desks.
Athena lightly rubbed her eyes to try and clear her blurred vision. The world
finally came into focus and she saw that it was The Three Amigos. They were
seated like a tribunal, Lisa, Natalie, and between them, Paige.
Athena couldn't believe her luck! "Paige! Oh, Paige! Thank God, it's you!"
"Thank God," coldly echoed Paige.
"Yes! You...you don't know what I've been through. It was terrible! Bohon,
she went crazy! She...she took my clothes and...and attacked me! Me!"
"Attacked you," said Lisa.
"Yes, she attacked me. It was...it was awful."
"Awful," repeated Natalie.
"We have to...to report that crazy bitch to the principle right away, so she can
get what's coming to her."
"Report her," said Lisa.
"Yes, report her. Paige, what's...what's the matter? Why are you all looking
at me that way? Can't you see? I've just been attacked!"
"Attacked," said Paige.
"Paige? What's the matter with you? You...you do believe me, don't you?"
"No."
"Paige! How could you say such a thing? I was attacked! Bohon attacked me!"
"Come here."
"What?"
"Come here."
"Oh, Paige. Please believe me. You must get me some clothes. Bohon attacked
me and took my clothes."
"Come here."
"Paige! I can't! Don't you understand? I don't have any clothes! Why aren't
you listening to me?"
"You're too far away. Come here."
"Oh. Well, all right," replied Athena sheepishly. She unsteadily got to her
feet, being careful to keep her breasts and privates covered as much as
possible. She shuffled forward until she stopped directly in front of the three
unsympathetic teenagers. "Can you hear me now?" Athena asked sarcastically.
"Drop your hands."
"WHAT!?"
"Drop your hands."
"But I'm...I'm...!"
"Do it."
"Paige! Please!"
"Now."
Athena reluctantly dropped her hands, cringing in front of the underclassmen in
her shameful nudity.
"Stand up straight."
The reporter immediately became erect.
"Shoulders back."
"Paige!" pleaded Athena, not at all sure where all this was leading to next.
Why wouldn't Paige just go and get her some clothes? What was the problem here?
"Do it."
Athena pulled her shoulders back as far as they would go, acutely conscious of
the horrible display she was now presenting to these young girls with her
thrusting breasts and shaved pubes.
"Paige, what is...?"
"Silence. Just stand there."
"Look, Paige, I'm...I'm not feeling very well and I need to..."
"SILENCE!" Paige snapped.
Athena remained in her humiliating pose, silent. "Why is she treating me of all
people this way?" the puzzled reporter thought. "I was the one who was
attacked."
Paige turned to Lisa and nodded. Lisa rose and quickly went over to the hall
door, which she opened slightly and then stood, looking outside.
After making sure Lisa was in position, Paige rose and walked over to Athena.
She slowly walked around and around the nude 22-year old, stopping occasionally
to thoughtfully touch a delicious curve. Athena began to shiver from the girl's
close scrutiny, and delicate caresses.
"If you want clothes, you're going to have to take them from someone."
"Oh, Paige. I'm so tired and...and confused. I-I can't think. Paige, help me.
You must help...OH!"
Athena gasped in shock when Paige openly cupped her sex.
"Take their clothes," Paige said absently as her small fingers suddenly plunged
deep into the sopping cunt. "Yes, that is what you must do."
"What...oh!...what do you mean?" a shocked Athena managed to gasp during this
open penetration of her sex.
"Take them from someone else. From someone we bring to you."
"Oh. You mean I (Ah!) can't ask you, my...my only friend in this terrible (My
God!) school for help, but must...must instead (Paige, please!) ask someone
else, some stranger?"
"No, not at all. You must take their clothes from them."
Athena couldn't believe it. The girl's simple touch was having a devastating
effect on her. She could barely understand what Paige was asking her to do, the
ridiculous sensations coming from her abused sex were so great. It was so
embarrassing. Standing like this, naked and helpless in front of some stupid
underclassmen, and all she wanted to do was cum!
She tried to focus on what Paige was saying, but it all sounded so crazy, Athena
was sure that there must be some mistake.
"(Gasp!) You mean that...that...that I have to s-strip another person for their
clothes?"
"Another girl," Paige agreed as she moved behind the naked reporter. "Yes."
"My God! Strip a g-girl...for...for her clothes?!? You...you can't be
serious."
"Yup. Otherwise you walk out of here as naked as the day you were born."
"Paige! Please! You're sounding as crazy as...as Bohon. I can't do that. I
can't."
From behind, Paige kissed Athena on the side of the neck and then the nude
reporter really started to shiver.
"Yes, you can." Paige kissed the side of Athena's slender neck again. "And,
yes, you will."
Lisa turned to them and said, "She's coming."
"We caught the Nurse's assistant, Nancy, just before she left for the day.
She'll be here in a moment."
"Nancy? The junior who works in the Nurse's Office?"
"Yes, that's right, Nancy. She hates you by the way."
"Nancy hates me?"
"It's like talking to a child," Paige sighed to Natalie. Turning to Athena, she
said, "That's right. She hates you a lot. A lot of people hate you. Why? I
simply can't imagine. Still, it would serve her right if you of all people take
her."
"But I...I can't...do that!"
"Up to you. But I understand that Tara and her friends will be picking you up
in the parking lot in about 20 minutes, so you don't have much time."
"Oh, God! Tara! I forgot all about her!"
"So if you want to go to the mall naked..."
"Oh, no! Please, not that! Not with Tara! She'll...she'll...!"
"Well, then."
"I'm...I'm so confused. I can never think when I'm...like this with others. I
don't know what..."
"Nancy's very straight, so if you get her to cum a few times you can probably
strip her with no problem."
"Oh, God! Oh, God! This is terrible! Make her...c-cum? You mean, seduce
her?"
"She can be taught," observed Natalie.
"No. No...I'm...I'm straight. I'm not like that. I'm not like that at all."
"Right. Lay down."
"What?"
"Lay down. She thinks you're sick."
"Ohhh, But I don't...Ow!" cried a shocked Athena as Paige reached around and
cruelly tweaked both of the reporter's sore nipples.
"Okay! Okay!"
*****
Nancy Allen was in a hurry. She had changed from her school clothes into
something more suitable for the malls and was anxious to do some serious
shopping. Her standard low-waist jeans and midriff bearing top were no longer
allowed under the school's dress code, thanks to that superior bitch Valentine,
so now she always had to change in the Nurse's Office after school, to avoid the
embarrassment of being seen in public wearing her (ugh) school clothes.
It was prom night, yet she was going shopping instead of going home to get ready
as all of her friends were undoubtedly doing. Nancy had not been invited, and
she was crushed. Was it her fault that she was very particular who she went out
with? Her parents had always told her that possessing high standards was the
key to having a quality life. Plus, she was saving herself for her wedding day,
and always made sure that she primly told her date that as soon as they were out
the door, regardless of where they were going, just in case he should get the
wrong idea about her. Yet Nancy couldn't understand why that always seemed to
put a damper on things for the remainder of the evening, when it was intended to
only take the pressure off everyone. She certainly felt better afterwards, why
didn't the guys? She was just being truthful with her date, in case he should
ever go out with her again and start expecting a lot more then she was certainly
prepared to give. Odd, but they never did ask her out after that. Well! Their
loss!
Today her schedule allowed her to spend most of the day helping Miss Henderson
in the Nurse's Office, where she had been constantly bombarded by her friends
with the oddest stories about that bitch Valentine. Nancy hated the way
Valentine coldly used everyone to get whatever she wanted. But it was how she
used the school's beloved nurse, old Miss Henderson, that bothered Nancy the
most. Valentine was always in the office, whining to the nurse about one thing
or another, her only motive being to be excused from yet another class if not
the entire day, the manipulating bitch. In spite of Nancy's whispered warnings
that she was just being used, Miss Henderson would always sign the excuse, then
tell her after the victorious Athena Valentine had bounded out of the office,
"It's all right, dear. Not worth bothering yourself. She'll get her
comeuppance someday, I'm sure."
"Ha!" was Nancy's only response to that bit of wishful thinking. In her
experience, girls like Athena NEVER received their 'comeuppance' (whatever that
was). From cradle to grave, everything they touched turned to gold. [Sigh]
As she walked quickly down the hall, Nancy considered Elizabeth Borden's
ultimate golden girl. Athena Valentine! What a stupid name! What could her
parents, if she had any, have been thinking? The school had always been in a
constant buzz about Valentine ever since her arrival months ago, but nothing
like this. Today the rumor mill was in high gear and the word going around was
that Athena Valentine was acting rather outrageously, even for her. According
to what she heard, the stuck-up bitch had done everything except rape the entire
girl freshman class! Valentine Envy, that's what it was. She was so inhumanly
perfect, so beautiful, that naturally she always got what she wanted, and, even
more naturally, everyone wanted to be her. It made Nancy's blood boil just
thinking about it.
And now this. Just as she was getting ready to change and get the hell out of
the asylum, those strange Three Amigos (some interesting rumors about them were
making the rounds today as well) show up at the door and asked if she could go
to Room 135 (Mrs. Bohon's) of all places because there might be a sick girl
there. How sick they wouldn't say (underclassmen!), but they assured her she
could change first, and if she could just take a look at the girl on her way
out, they would be very grateful.
"'Grateful'! Ha!" snorted Nancy as she hurried even faster down the hall. It
was probably someone's cat.
*****
Nancy Allen impatiently burst into the room and stopped dead in her tracks. On
the floor was an astonishingly beautiful if rather unkempt naked girl who bore a
remarkable resemblance to...to...Athena Valentine!
"Whoa! What the hell!"
"That's her, all right," agreed Paige.
"But that's...that's..."
"The Bitch Queen herself," said Natalie with a devilish grin.
"But she's...she's..."
"Yes, isn't she though?" said Lisa.
"My God! We need to call the paramedics!"
"Would you just take a look at her, first?" said Paige calmly. "I don't think
she's that bad."
"My God! Not that bad?? Ha! Look at her! My God! Look, I just do the filing
and pass out aspirins. We need a professional medical person here! She could
be in serious trouble."
"Jesus! Calm down. Just take a look at her, will you?"
"My God! Just look. Okay, I'll just., er, look."
"You had better take off that coat first."
"What? My coat? Why?
"Hate to see that beautiful pea-coat get dirty from the floor."
"Oh. Of course."
Nancy never saw the looks of anticipation on the three young devils' faces as
her coat was slid off of her young body. Her eyes were fixed on the thing
laying before her. Athena Valentine, total beauty, lay there completely naked.
Nancy tried not to stare but she couldn't help it, and her look didn't go
unnoticed by the three watchers, either.
Nancy's eye started on those perfect little toes and moved, oh so slowly, up the
perfect arches, then ankles. Up her eyes went. Athena skin looked so soft, and
even shiny! Her legs were awesome, as was her hips, tummy, chest, neck,
eyes............. God, all this time and she never really looked at her.
Athena was the prettiest girl she'd even seen. There wasn't a pinch of fat
anywhere, not a pimple, or blemish, and those breasts! "Oh My!" Nancy's mind
screamed as she watched them raising and falling sexily as Athena lay there.
*****
Athena was trying not to shiver on the cold floor. Natalie had positioned her,
laying the dazed senior on her back, hands at her sides, with her knees raised
and her feet flat and spread far enough on the ground so that Natalie could
stand between them. It was humiliating! She felt so exposed! Athena could not
understand it. Why had Paige, her only friend here, allowed the terrible
Natalie to do this? The girl obviously didn't like her at all!
But Athena had little time to wonder about what was happening. Ever since the
Nurse's Assistant had entered the room, Athena had been carefully watching
everything through slit eyes. She just could not understand why her darling
Paige would want her to do such an awful thing to the unsuspecting girl. She
had to have clothes of course, otherwise she would be trapped naked in this
terrible room and at the mercy of Bohon for the rest of her life. It was too
terrible a prospect to even think about! Yet, she couldn't think about
humiliating a student just for her own selfish ends.
Yet she was thinking about it. Stripping another girl? Was it even possible?
How could she accomplish such a thing? She certainly could not rip them off,
because clothes that were damaged or even ruined would not do her any good at
all. Okay, then. She would have to coax them off. Why must it be someone
else's clothes, though? Of course, Paige must have a good reason for wanting
her to do this. She was her best friend after all, wasn't she? Even if Athena
was far superior in every way to the much younger girl, she still held the teen
in deep affection. After all, wasn't Paige the one who was always there to help
her when she needed it? Paige must truly like her, she must, for her to always
be doing things for her like that. Yet Athena was now laying full-length on the
floor in her shameful nudity waiting to strip another girl, and all because of
Paige. It was all so confusing!
Athena was so tired and bewildered right now, she had no idea what to think
anymore. Yet when the girl (Her girl!) came into the room, Athena immediately
felt a familiar pulsing in her vagina. Oh God! She was tingling already,
tingling at the thought of stripping this poor girl! She must be sick! Sick!
[Natalie had kicked off her right sandal and was unobtrusively plying a long
slender foot over the distracted Athena's tender vulva.]
She had be insane to be even thinking about doing this terrible thing to the
unsuspecting Nurse's assistant. Yet she watched with surprising interest as the
three girls practically knocked each other over while racing to help Nancy off
with her coat. The brunette was very striking, Athena had to admit. She found
herself intrigued by the bobbing of the small unfettered breasts underneath the
tight buttoned top, but was even more intrigued by the flat tummy which flashed
whenever the girl moved. Below it would also show a narrow vermilion band which
extended from under the waistband of the low tight jeans. Her panties! Her
sexy panties on display!
*****
Nancy looked at the prostrate senior and wondered how to begin. The fact that
the girl was naked didn't help at all. In fact, it was very unsettling to be
even in the same room as the nude Athena Valentine, and she was at a loss as to
the reason why. Of course Nancy had seen undressed girls before, but she had
never, ever encountered anyone who on being naked, so bothered her. She
absently began to fan herself with her right hand. Why was it so hot in the
room? It wasn't this warm when she first came in. It's a good thing they
helped her with her coat.
But, hot or not, she had an important job to do and she knew she was wasting
possible critical time. Gathering up her courage, the Nurse's assistant
carefully approached the very still Athena Valentine and knelt beside her.
The room seemed to go up several degrees as she shook her head trying to think
of what to do next.
"Shit!" Nancy muttered to herself. "What was it Henderson always said to look
for first? 'Boobs'? Ha! I mean 'blood', yes, 'blood'. 'Blood, breathing,
heart', that's it! Okay, blood first."
The girl quickly looked around the golden body while trying desperately to avoid
staring directly at it. She'd never really looked at one before, well, not
someone else's anyway, and this one looked so...hot! And hairless! My God!
What happened to her damn hair, down there? Did Athena shave or was it
naturally hairless? It was so smooth and...glossy! Nancy could swear Athena
was wet, or was she? Jesus! She couldn't just keep staring down there. She
blushed and tried to think what to do next. "Great, no blood. Heart next."
"Is it hot in here to you guys?" Nancy asked, not looking away from Athena's
naked body as she wiped her sweating brow with her forearm.
"Hot, sure it is," Lisa grinned, which set the other two grinning as well.
This was not going to be easy, but it was promising to be oh so sweet.
Nancy looked up annoyed at the immature trio (underclassmen!), and wondered what
they had to be so hay about. She picked up Athena's left hand and put her
fingertips firmly on the underside of the wrist. She found the pulse easily and
was surprised at how fast the girl's heart was racing. No way she could count
this, it was going much too fast for her. But at least the heart was okay.
"We have a pulse," said Nancy to the Three Amigos as professionally as she
could.
"What a relief," said Natalie dryly.
"Nat!" warned Lisa.
Oh God! Now she had to look at Athena Valentine's chest! Nancy watched for a
subtle rise and fall, but could only stare fascinated at the perfect, big
breasts as they rose from the senior's chest. She automatically looked for any
signs of surgery, but could find none. Nancy was astonished. "That bitch!" she
thought, full of envy. "Those are real!"
Nancy then stared at Athena's swollen nipples in wonder. Oh my! Look at how
erect those nips are! And what in hell does that mean? She wanted to touch
them, to see if they were as stiff as they appeared, but she dismissed the crazy
thought. What would these other girls think of her if she did something like
that? But no matter where she looked, she still could not determine if there
was any movement.
"Could one of you open a window or something?" Nancy grumbled, as she held
Athena's very warm wrist. The heat seemed to leak out of it and soak right into
her hand, making the room grow even hotter.
Nancy still could not tell if Athena was breathing or not. "Damn. Maybe a few
breaths couldn't hurt."
She cleared Athena's wild hair away from her face, then tilted the girl's head
back. She ran two fingers in the open mouth to check for any potential
obstructions and was shocked when Athena suddenly closed her mouth and began to
suck on them! The unconscious girl was sucking on her fingers!
"Yikes!" Nancy yelped in surprise. She tried to jerk them out of the wet
cavity, but Athena was holding her fingers gently in her teeth and Nancy was
terrified of doing anything stupid that would hurt either Athena or herself.
"What's wrong?" asked Paige.
"Ha!" Nancy snorted nervously. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
The trapped teen squirmed in acute embarrassment as the sucking continued, but
she tried not to indicate to the other girls that anything was out of the
ordinary. She was the one who was suppose to be the expert after all. "This is
very weird," she thought. "Kind of sexy though."
Nancy watched in wonder as Athena's hands began to move. They danced above the
prone senior's head. They looked like things alive, animated of their own
violation. They were so graceful, Nancy soon found herself mesmerized. The
weird sucking of her trapped fingers continued, yet Nancy's attention was
completely drawn to those wonderful hands. She had never heard of anything like
it. Did Athena have a concussion or something? Was that why she was acting in
such a strange fashion for someone who was unconscious? The hands swam in the
air, moving towards the astonished teen, and then went away again. It was only
when the hands started to inadvertently brush the front of her top and come into
contact with her breasts, that she tried to move away from them. To her
chagrin, Nancy found that her captured fingers would not let her escape from the
dancing hands.
"Oh!" Nancy yelped as each hand accidentally caught both of her nipples between
fingers.
"Are you okay? Should we get someone to help you?" asked Lisa.
"Oooohhh!" gulped Nancy as her tender nipples were gently tweaked between tight
fingers before the hands moved away again. "N-no. I'm fine. Of course I'm
fine. I j-just need to see how badly she is hurt, that's all."
"Please open a window, I'm getting really warm here!" Nancy pleaded as the
tongue continued it's sexy dance around her fingers, sucking, licking. She
could feel the sweat start to run down the sides of her face as the hands
occasionally bumped or even pressed onto her tits. "What could the stupid bitch
be thinking of?" Nancy wondered. It was so weird, but so hot.
Nancy began to wish she had worn a bra as the hands began to brush against her
front more and more. She briefly stole a look at the three girls watching her
with such interest, but they gave no sign that anything was wrong at all. In
fact, they gave the distinct impression that things were going very well indeed,
although Nancy had not the slightest clue as to why on earth they would feel
that way. She thought that things were going very badly. How could she check
this girl out if the silly thing kept touching her like this. It was all so
distracting!
The sucking was bad enough, but this accidental brushing of her chest was really
starting to get to her, especially when the fingers would clamp onto her
tingling nipples! She was still kneeling over the unconscious senior, and her
hanging tits were within easy reach of the dancing hands and there wasn't a damn
thing she could think of to stop her. What was she suppose to do? Protest to a
poor girl who was unconscious to stop touching her? Have these strange Amigos
save her from this poor victim? The very same victim that she was suppose to be
helping!
To her eternal shame, her bothered nipples had become quite erect and were
plainly visible, poking through the thin material of her top. Oh, God! This is
awful! Please God, let no one notice! Why did she take her bra off when she
changed clothes? How stupid!
Her heart was racing beneath her chest and she was really starting to feel quite
breathless. It was all so weird! Why was she feeling this way?
The Three Amigos watched the nubile reporter suck Nancy's fingers, and then
start toying with the girl's breasts, with the girl not even trying to stop her.
This was working out even better than they had hoped. They really didn't think
Nancy would let anyone touch her the way Athena was touching her now, let alone
openly play with her tits while they looked on. This was better they anything
they'd ever seen. The three huddled close to each other and watched the
exciting scene unfold before them.
"OHHH!" Nancy cried as fingers began to pull on her nipples again, stretching
them, twisting their soft firmness until she feared that the fingers would
unknowingly pull on them too far and she would lose them. But as her nipples
were unknowingly abused, Nancy Allen began to feel the oddest sensation in her
crotch, as if her pussy had developed the most peculiar itch. She pressed her
thighs together to try and still the strange feelings, but the more her nipples
became captive of the dancing hands, the greater the itch became.
Paige giggled as she watched Nancy clamp her legs together, knowing what was
happening to the girl. "Is there a problem, Nancy?"
"Ohhhh-h O-of course N-not. I've seen this b...(Oh God!) before. Ohhh m-my...
It's probably just an (GASP!)unconscious reaction to...(ooohhh), well...(aahhh).
Please open the DAMN window, will you. I'm burning up!"
She closed her eyes the better to fight these unwanted sensations pouring though
her body. It was a few moments before Nancy realized that the sensations were
indeed lessening. She opened her eyes sheepishly and saw that Athena's mouth
was slackly open, and the dancing hands had come to rest by Athena's sides. A
breathless Nancy was finally able to retrieve her tingling fingers.
"Phew! That was strange!" Nancy gasped as she tried to slow her breathing.
"What was?" asked Lisa.
"What? Oh, nothing. Just talking to myself."
"Okay, so what's next?" asked Paige.
Nancy had been so focused with what Athena had been doing to her, that she
completely forgot what she was supposed to be doing.
"Oh, shit!" exclaimed Nancy. "What's next? Well, how about a couple of
breaths, just to make sure she getting air?"
"Sounds cool," agreed Natalie.
"Here goes, then," Nancy said nervously as she tried to catch her breath. She
fervently hoped that she had seen the end of all those distracting and very
weird sensations that had almost made her forget why she was there. Nancy
leaned over and placed her mouth over Athena's. "Count me," she ordered before
taking a deep breath and making contact on the full sensuous lips that looked so
oddly inviting below her.
"MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm!" protested Nancy as a tongue suddenly invaded her mouth.
She tried to stay in position and start her 'breaths', but her mouth's intruder
made that impossible. Her first aid instructors never said anything about this!
Nancy instinctively moved to get away but something pressed against the back of
her head and held her close to the strange invader.
Nancy tried pushing out the offending organ (must be some kind of reflex) with
her own tongue, but the duel soon left her feeling dizzy and even more
breathless then she was before. Her arms fluttered helplessly at her sides as
Nancy Allen struggled against the devastating effects of her first lesbian kiss,
Her eyes grew large as she desperately looked around the room, trying to get the
attention of any one of the three so she could signal she needed help. Athena's
tongue danced around in her mouth doing the same things it had done to her
fingers earlier, and it was even weirder and even HOTTER than before.
Totally consumed by what was happening in her mouth, the very distracted student
had no idea what was going on around her. The mischievous Natalie, ignoring
Paige's stern look of disapproval, was busy taking off Nancy's sturdy black
shoes and cartoon-character socks. Once the slender feet with their carefully
painted nails were bare, Natalie carefully massaged them. A grinning Lisa
looked at Paige and shrugged her shoulders. She lifted her hands from the back
of Nancy's head, but always replaced them whenever the girl tried to raise her
head, until the time she removed her hands and the weakly struggling Nancy
remained firmly fastened to Athena's ravenous mouth. Lisa began undoing the
tight bun of hair on the back of Nancy's head, letting the thick auburn hair
fall freely.
Paige looked up to the ceiling in defeat and happily joined her friends in the
taking of the Nurse's Assistant. She reached around Nancy's waist and, below
the soft swell of the girl's trembling tummy, unfastened the thin embroidered
belt, then popped opened the snap and pulled down the short zipper located on
the front of the low waisted jeans. As she removed the belt, Paige noticed that
one end had a rounded metal tip. She placed the tip in her mouth and sucked on
it as she looked thoughtfully at the kneeling girl's hips and opened waist!
Paige knelt and slowly fed the metal tip down the back of the unaware teen's
panties, stopping only when the tip was centered between the quivering buttocks.
Feeling outside the thin denim, Paige worked the belt's end around until the tip
was pressed against the tight rosebud of the distracted Nancy's anus. Leaving
the tip held in place by the tight panties and jeans, moved away, and wondered
impishly when it would be a good time to play "Pin the Tail on the Nancy"?
Athena was in a complete turmoil. This girl looked so good, so fresh, Athena
wanted nothing more than to eat her alive!! But it was so evil of her to even
think that. Oh God! Oh God! What was she to do? The delightfully scented
smell of her was driving Athena crazy! She knew it was terribly wrong, that her
sickness had taken over and she was out of control again, but she could no
longer help herself. Her blasted mind had been through too much and she gave up
trying to think. She was naked and at the total mercy of these strange young
girls, but that did not concern her any more. Her needs were all that mattered
now, and she needed this girl!
It had been pure instinct which made her suck on the girl's slender fingers
(which tasted pleasantly of sandalwood). At the first taste of Miss Allen,
Athena knew she had to have her! It was pure selfish need which guided her
tongue into the surprised girl's hot unwilling mouth. Her strong feelings of
guilt notwithstanding, as the teen struggled above her the reporter no longer
hesitated to take advantage of the astonishing situation,. Athena's hands,
slipping stealthily between her body and the weakly struggling Nancy's, swiftly
worked their way down the unsuspecting girl's top, undoing every button they
encountered. When they reached the student's jeans, Athena was surprised to
find that they were already opened. She could not believe it! Nancy had opened
her own jeans! The dazzled Athena was shaken to her very soul! It could only
mean one thing, she realized happily. The girl knew what was going on! All
thoughts of guilt quickly fled as her hands brushed against the front of the
teen's silky panties. It was all an act, an act put on for her benefit! It was
Paige, of course, her darling Paige playing one of her strange games. Paige had
arranged it all just for her! And she had been worried about what was going on!
How silly!
Athena reached into the opened front with her right hand and briefly cupped the
covered mound of the girl's sex between the cool thighs. Yes! It was damp!
Her unwilling victim was really a part of the game after all! How wonderful!
She gave the mount a loving squeeze, then reluctantly pulled her hand away. So
close! So close! Yet, she couldn't give the game away now, not after all the
trouble Paige and her friends had gone to just for her. It was like a surprise
party that she already knew about. She would just have to act surprised and go
through with the 'seduction', so as not to disappoint everyone.
Consumed by an irresistible impulse, the reporter reached around the 16-year-
old's slim waist and began slowly pulling the exposed material towards her.
When the material would pull no farther, her left hand when back around, reached
into the girl's open front, and found the slick material there. Pulling tightly
at each end, Athena began to work the taught material slowly back and forth,
sawing it over Nancy's now vulnerable privates, never realizing that each time
she pulled the belt tip burrowed ever deeper into the girl's trembling anus.
Lost in the act of her seduction, a joyful Athena thought nothing of the cloth
belt which seemed to be caught in Nancy's panties.
Nancy had no idea what was happening. She had come to help someone, and now she
was the one who needed help! She felt very dizzy and knew she was close to
fainting. Nurse Henderson had never told her about this! She felt so odd!
Athena was sucking her, consuming her and she had no idea why, nor could she do
anything to prevent it. Was this some sort of strange victim reaction to first
aid? And her panties! Of all the times to get a wedgie! Her kneeling in these
tight jeans must have caused it. It had happened before but nothing like this,
this was a super wedgie, a super sexy wedgie! They had embedded themselves
deeply between her ass cheeks that the lacy material was tickling her backdoor.
The feeling was so intense it was almost as if something had entered her. How
insane was that? But the rubbing material cutting into the very sensitive flesh
of her pussy, was causing her the most trouble. It was driving her crazy! It
was a terrible itch she dare not scratch! Yet what could she do, drop her jeans
in front of everyone and start rubbing herself?
But it was what was happening to her mouth that Nancy found truly devastating.
Unable to struggle any further, Nancy could only kneel passively over her first
patient and try and still her wildly beating heart as the intruder took complete
possession of her mouth (her mouth!), slowly exploring every wet inch of it,
Athena's calmly playing with Nancy's pliant tongue.
Even without Lisa's hands to hold her, the disheveled girl remained where she
was, occasionally mewing piteously as some new strange sensation flowed
helplessly through her. Athena left the bunched panties and moved her hands to
the girl's small, pointed breasts, and the bewildered Nancy Allen started mewing
more than ever. Having seen what Paige had done, Natalie was having a wonderful
time pulling and twisting the back of Nancy's vermilion panties to press the
belt tip in ever deeper, while Lisa was running her hands lightly over the
sweating girl's sensitive sides and ribs under her open top. Paige squeezed a
hand between Nancy's tightly clenched thighs and repeatedly caressed the secret
delights she knew were hidden behind the thin denim crotch.
Paige was angry at first at her two friends for taking advantage for Nancy. She
had wanted Athena to do it all herself, but she was glad the other two once
again didn't listen to her. This was much more fun than just watching. Oh yes
it was! Nancy's crotch felt like it was on fire under her palm. Yum!
Nancy began move her hips slightly. She was sure her damn panties must be
digging in again, because she was getting the oddest sensations from between her
legs, even more intense than before. In was peculiar, because the more she
moved her hips, the greater the sensations became, almost as if she were
encouraging them by having to react to them. How strange was that! But she
just couldn't stop her hips from moving. She had to find some relief from those
crazy sensations building around her pussy and ass, she had to! She rose up on
her knees and spread her legs as far apart as she could and began to flex her
thighs while moving her hips up and down, but the weird sensations around her
hips not only continued but increased dramatically. Paige was now working the
innocent girl's pussy with both hands between the widely spread thighs. Soon
the incredible tingling caused Nancy's body to start undulating as the
sensations first drove her in one direction and then another.
Yet, in spite of everything, Nancy still remembered why she was there. This was
a girl, in spite of her strange actions or perhaps because of them, obviously
needed her help. Although she gamely kept trying, Nancy had no idea who was
passing oxygen to whom any more. Athena had taken complete possession of her
mouth, and it was the totally bewildered Nancy who was following Athena's
breathing and not the other way around. She felt her body going increasingly
out of control. It was as if the powerful Athena Valentine was sucking not just
the air but the very soul out of her, leaving behind only a mindless husk of
deadly sensations. She wondered if it was just because she was nervous, being
with her first real victim who required first aid. But, whatever the reason,
Nancy Allen was feeling terribly on edge, almost excited, in a way she had never
felt before. Not being able to really breath was making her feel very light-
headed, while Athena's strangely active tongue wasn't helping either. Nancy
knew she should break contact periodically to give herself air and a little
escape from that overpowering tongue, but something unknown within her now kept
her in a deadly mouth-lock with the perfect Miss Valentine.
Finally, after a particularly devastating caress by the unseen Paige, Nancy
raised her head and went completely stiff! She felt herself suddenly on the
verge, her tingling pussy about to explode. "Oh, No!" she gasped aloud. "NO!"
She was about to climax!
Paige watched Nancy raise up on all fours, arching her back with her head thrown
back. She knew Nancy was oh, so close, so very close, and in her own excitement
wanted very much to push her however unwilling over the edge. Paige grabbed the
front and back of the tormented Nancy's panties and gave them a few vigorous
tugs back and forth to heighten Nancy approaching orgasm. The panties dug
deeper between Nancy swelling pussy lips and into her ass crack.
"Oooohhhhhhhh!!! NNNOooooooooo!!!" moaned Nancy as she reared back and sat on
her heels. The last time this almost happened was when some friends had talked
her once into going horseback riding wearing just a bikini. Oh, God! That
relentless pounding on her crotch! Woof! And now it was happening again!
Nancy fought the unexpected urge desperately, pounding her fists on her thighs.
Something within her wanted to open up and release the terrifying emotions
trying to escape from deep inside her body, but she dared not do such a thing.
To lose control of her body so intimately in public would be an embarrassment
she could never survive. Unthinkable, unthinkable!
In a few heart-stopping moments the terrible need passed and she rested her
opened hands flat on her sore thighs. With vast relief, the confused teen at
least knew she was safe again. "Thank God," she breathed in relief at her
escape from this ultimate humiliation. But the closeness of almost cumming in
front of these other girls caused her to start shaking. Becoming suddenly weak,
she collapsed over Athena's chest. "Sweet Jesus!" she thought. "I almost came!
Not a guy in sight and I almost creamed my jeans! What the hell is going on?"
It was as she lay limply across Athena Valentine, trying to recover from her
near disaster, that Nancy realized that something was touching her chest. HANDS
WERE ON HER BARE CHEST!!!
She jerked her head up and saw with a sick horror that the unconscious Athena
Valentine was touching her naked breasts and...and smiling while she did so!
"Oh God!" she thought. "What is this? What's wrong with this bitch?" Nancy
sat up and looked down in stunned amazement at the two gently squeezing hands
which were still covering her swollen tits through the front of her open top.
The Nurse's Assistant could find no sign from the smiling Athena that the
prostrate senior was even aware of this very bizarre thing that she was doing to
her. "Maybe this is part of the reaction," Nancy thought numbly, her befuddled
mind barely able to function. "Oh God! Maybe the poor girl thinks she's
holding her own tits!"
Yet it was her own reaction which stunned Nancy Allen even more. Her shoulders
were pulled back, as if she was offering her chest to the unaware hands. Here
she was with a girl actively touching her breasts, yet, instead of running
screaming from the room, all she could do was collapse like a puddle of warm
wax, a candle left to melt in the sensuous tropical sun.
No one had ever touched her like that before and she was truly stunned at how
good it felt. Who knew that her small tits were capable of such wonderful
sensations, her nipples so stiff they seemed ready to pop? She felt could just
stay there forever! But, good or not, the 16-year old student knew that this
wasn't right. This wasn't right at all! She was suddenly aware of the other
girls in the room who were watching and became terribly ashamed.
Gathering her strength, Nancy stood and staggered past the watching Three
Amigos. She tried for the hall door but as she walked she almost came again,
her panties doing terrible things to her sex, and instead went to the large
teacher's desk at the front left corner of the room. There she could recover
once again and finally fix her underwear from its devastating effects. Nancy
leaned panting against the front of the desk, and noticed how the floor felt
cool on her bare feet. She wondered where she had taken off her shoes.
The hair on the back of her neck stood in alarm as Nancy felt a presence behind
her. She turned and was stunned to see the fabulous Athena Valentine standing
directly in front of her, so beautiful in her golden nudity, her face glistening
from their combined saliva. Shaken at the sight, Nancy quickly turned away
again. She was unaware as Athena lightly pulled the dazed teen's opened top
from her shoulders and let it fall unheeded to the floor.
Athena turned the girl around again. Athena leaned forward slightly and kissed
her. Nancy was paralyzed. She could do nothing except moan in weak protest,
"Mmmmmmmm."
Athena pulled her head back and stared deeply into teen's frightened eyes.
"It's okay," whispered Athena calmly. "I know all about it."
Nancy wondered what in hell she was talking about. Lost in Athena's smoldering
gaze, Nancy could only close her own eyes and stand passively when Athena pulled
their bodies together. The student luxuriated in the feel of the full firm
breasts pressed against her own small tits, their electrified nipples dueling.
This time when Athena pulled back and kissed her, Nancy instinctively crossed
her wrists behind Athena's neck and held her close, yet in her very confused
mind she was still undecided as to what to do about any of this.
*****
The other three girls moved close to the embracing pair and watched expectantly.
Paige, conscious of the passing time, made to finish the stripping of Nancy
Allen, but Lisa held her back. "Let her finish it," Lisa whispered to Paige,
then kissed her softly on the neck.
Paige trembled at the touch. Lisa always had had that effect on her. After her
head cleared, she knew that her friend was right as usual. Paige turned and
gratefully kissed Lisa who had been watching her carefully. "Thank you," she
whispered back. "You're always watching out for me."
"Hey, what about me?" whispered Natalie as she joined them.
The three girls stood with their arms around each other, heads together.
"The Three Amigos!" laughed Paige softly.
"Damn straight," said Lisa.
"Amen," said Natalie.
Together they turned to watch the final taking of Nancy Allen.
*****
Nancy watched stupefied as Athena Valentine sank to her knees in front of her.
Down and down she went, until the beautiful reporter only stopping when her face
was directly in front Nancy's crotch. Staring down over the pale smooth flesh
of her exposed front, Nancy realized with a start that her clothes had all but
disappeared. Her top was gone, and her jeans were open and hanging low on her
hips.
Heart racing, she watched Athena slowly reach out to the opened front of her
jeans. "Please fasten them," she prayed. "This is all just a big mistake.
Please, please fasten them. I know you are going to fasten them. I just know
you are."
But Athena did not fasten them at all. Instead, she pulled them down the
frightened teen's hips and trembling thighs until they were bunched around her
knees. In horror, Nancy saw that her panties had somehow worked their way
between her vulva and were now deeply embedded deep within the soft tender folds
of her pussy, leaving only a very thin line of twisted material running up to
the waistband. Her sex, with its sensibly trimmed black pubic hair was
completely visible to everyone in the room!
After looking at the exposed cunt for a wondrous moment, Athena reached out with
her shaking right hand and, with her index finger, touched the swollen labia.
"AAAHHH!!!!" screamed Nancy as she instinctively jumped at the intimate touch.
Tangled in her fallen jeans, the teen fell backwards over the desk, landing
heavily on the hard wooden surface.
"OOF!!" she gasped, winded by the fall. She desperately to rise again but could
not. She knew she must have landed on a pile of books or something because her
hips rose above the desk, like an offering of some kind to this strange
beautiful girl. Worse, there was a Thing now penetrating deep in her behind!
Oh God! This was terrible!
She raised her head and froze when she saw Athena standing between her widely
splayed thighs. Nancy watched in disbelief as Athena began to slowly pull the
twisted panties by the thin waistband down the smooth hips.
"But I'm a girl!" Nancy cried desperately as the waistband reached the level of
her heated pussy. "You can't do this to me. I'm a girl!"
But everyone ignored her and she dropped her head back onto the desk, unable to
watch any longer.
"HA!" Nancy gasped in shock as Athena abruptly pulled the embedded material from
her privates. "This is terrible!" she thought. "They can see EVERYTHING!!"
Silent tears of shame flowed from her eyes as she felt her panties continue
their languid downward journey, only to stop at her knees with her bunched
jeans. But the stop was a brief one, because soon she felt her jeans also being
pulled down her legs, until she was naked. NAKED!
"I'm a girl," Nancy mumbled in befuddled horror as Athena positioned herself
once again between the helpless teen's thighs. "Why? Why are you doing this?
I'm a girl."
Athena Valentine stared fascinated at the teen's dainty pussy a scant few inches
in front of her. She was close enough to easily smell the intoxicating aromas
coming from the precious slit. Heavenly! Yet she found she could not continue.
Even though the girl was a part of this elaborate charade Paige had put on for
her benefit (although Nancy's pretended protests were most convincing), Athena
instinctively stopped before actually consummating this act of pretend
seduction. Everything had happened so fast, she just didn't have time to do
anything but react to what was going on around her. Shouldn't Paige be doing
this to her? Wasn't she the Superior Woman here?
Paige walked behind the nude reporter's bent-over form, drew back her opened
right hand, and swung it down as hard as she could.
SMACK!
Buttocks stinging, Athena jerked forward in shock, only to find her nose buried
deep into Nancy Allen's pussy!
"AAHHH!" screamed Nancy as the long-fought climax suddenly overwhelmed her. Her
hips bucked, driving Athena's nose and the insidious belt tip ever deeper inside
of her erupting body!
"Lick it! Lick it all, you fucking bitch!" shouted Paige and she spanked the
struggling Athena again.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Owww!" Athena moaned as her tender buttocks burned. Tears streamed down her
face as she pulled her nose free, placed her hands firmly on the girl's slim
hips and began to dutifully slurp up Nancy Allen's flowing wetness of sweet girl
cum. At her first taste of the teen's essence, a surprised Athena forgot
everything but the desire to drain this girl dry of every drop of her precious
fluids. Good! So good! As she alternately licked and sucked, and Athena made
sure to pay special attention to the little erect soldier she found peaking
coyly out of its folds of flesh. What was left of Athena's mind reeled! "Her
clit!" she thought. "I'm doing her dear, sweet clit!"
Between mighty climaxes, a quaking Nancy tried to escape the voracious, magic
mouth fastened firmly between her legs but she could not. Once again Athena
seemed intent on sucking out her very soul, but the sensations coming from her
sex were so unexpected, so fabulous, that the inexperienced Nancy was caught
without any way of defending herself against them. She was certain that Athena
Valentine was doing something terribly lewd to her, but the bedazzled Nancy had
no idea as what strange things were happening to the secret place between her
legs. Whenever she dared to sneak a peek, all she could see was the golden
blonde head of her ravisher. Her body could only writhe helplessly in pure
sensual pleasure, her breasts dancing on her chest, sweat dripping down her
sides, as Athena's sucking mouth worked the pulsating pussy below the wildly
bucking hips. Unable to help herself any longer, lost to all the world except
the sensations radiating throughout her long-deprived body, Nancy's hands went
to her tits, where she joyfully pulled and squeezed the sensitive mounds as
finally she gave herself up completely to whatever the beautiful senior was
doing to her!
The Three Amigos watched awestruck as the beautiful Athena continued her task.
Athena was so carried away that she did not stop until long after a mindless
Nancy Allen had jerked one last time and lay insensible upon the desk, her hands
still greedily clutching her own breasts.
*****
Chest heaving, a sweating and completely exhausted Athena Valentine looked in
dull amazement at the unconscious form of the naked teen. The girl had not be
acting at all! She was out cold! Oh, God! The realization cut her like a
knife. She had just stripped and seduced an innocent.
Lisa was at Athena's feet, holding Nancy's underwear. Athena dutifully stepped
into the bright panties, and Natalie pulled them up until they stretched tightly
over her hips. Athena felt terrible! The panties were still warm and damp from
their previous owner. What had she done? What could she have been thinking to
do such a thing to someone, especially to a young girl?
"I'll.I'll pay you back!" sobbed Athena quietly to the unconscious teen.
"Really I will."
"Still too much spirit," observed Paige. "She needs to calm down a bit."
"No problem!" giggled Natalie as she helped Athena arms into the sleeves of her
new snug top. Athena's fingers were quite numb, and she smiled sadly as Natalie
had to button the top for her. Natalie smiled happily at the sight of the small
black buttons straining ominously under the tension caused by the full, high-set
breasts in the too-small top, their proud contours clearly visible under the
tight material. "Oh, yummy!" Natalie whispered. "This won't hold for long."
"I'm such a mess," Athena thought. "I can't even dress myself. Thank God Paige
and her friends found me. Thank God for Paige."
The Three Amigos had a wonderful time making certain that Athena's new panties
fitted her properly. Athena was worried when hands somehow worked their way
inside, but she was so exhausted that she did not have to strength to protest,
even when they started to accidentally touched her secret places. The girls
were just trying to help, and she dully realized that it was her own fault for
losing her clothes in the first place. It was when the fingers entered her and
started rubbing against her poor clit that she tried to protest and pull the
offending hands away, but by then it was too late for her to do anything except
shudder under another climax! Her hands fell limply to her sides and it took
all of her draining strength to stand on shaking legs and not to collapse to the
floor. Never hesitating, the girls continued their abuse of the helpless
reporter's crotch.
By her second climax the girls felt that Athena was ready. While Natalie and
Lisa made sure that Athena's nipples were erect and clearly visible under the
top, Paige had pulled down the very dazed Athena's panties. It was when the
girls had driven the hapless Athena toward her third climax and she was close to
passing out that Paige inserted the slim vibrator deep into the unaware
reporter's sopping cunt.
"Ooohhh," moaned Athena as she weakly fought the shocking sensations which
threatened to make her cum once again. "What are you doing to me?"
Paige only giggled in reply as she pulled up the panties nice and tight once
again. "Jeans, Lisa," she commanded.
Lisa brought over Nancy Allen's jeans and all three helped to put them on the
very limp 22-year old woman.
"So what's so special about that one?" Natalie asked, indicating with a flick of
her head the now very damp crotch band of Athena's new panties.
Paige showed her a small remote control she had been holding in the palm of her
left hand. "The vibrator? I found it in with Bohon's other stuff. This thing
was attached to it. I think it's the remote for it."
"Oh, my. How lovely is that?" Natalie observed happily. "Let's try it!"
"Should certainly get her attention, anyway," said Lisa. "Wonder what the range
is?"
"Guess we'll just have to find out," Paige said. She fastened the front of the
low jeans, then twisted the pulled-up zipper tab.
"What are you doing to that poor woman's crotch?" laughed Lisa.
"I found this tiny lock, I think it's for a suitcase or something, in with
Bohon's stuff," replied Paige.
"So what?" ask Natalie.
Paige looked briefly in exasperation at her friend, then returned her attention
to Athena's crotch.
"This is going to be great. I fixed the snap so that it can't fasten, so she'll
have to break this lock to get her jeans off."
"I ask again, so what? That ridiculous thing will last about five seconds, even
if she doesn't try and break it."
"I've also jammed the zipper. Now the only way she can strip to get our special
present out is for her to break the lock and rip the zipper open! Meanwhile, we
can drive her crazy with this thing and there's nothing she can do about it. Is
that cool or what?"
"Yes, but.. Darn, I still don't get it."
"Natalie," said Lisa patiently. "She won't be able to fasten her jeans again
once they are opened. They are so low on her anyway, she'll be losing her pants
all over the place."
"Oh. Okay, that's what I thought."
"Natalie!" laughed Lisa.
"Enough!" said Paige. "Is she ready?"
"Her hair could use a combing," observed Lisa.
"No. She looks best with that nice freshly fucked look. It suits her."
"Okay. You're the boss."
Natalie eagerly grabbed the remote from Paige's hand. "Now, let's see what this
button-thingy does."
"Wait!" warned Paige.
"UUUHHHHHH!!!" cried a stunned Athena Valentine as she doubled over, hands
clutching desperately at her electrified crotch!
"Natalie!" said Paige in disgust.
"Oops. A little too much there. My fault."
Lisa looked at the groaning reporter laying curled up on the floor, her entire
body pulsing from the devastating climax. "I think you just made her., well,
you know."
"Well, fuck her if she can't take a joke," laughed Natalie.
*****
As The Three Amigos escorted the totally bewildered Athena Valentine from the
room, they encountered Mrs. Bohon and Mrs. Nelson, the school's Principal.
"No. You're taking her with you?" Mrs. Nelson said, her voice filled with
disappointment. "But you can't!"
Chimed in Bohon, "Yes, that's right. You can't take her now. I haven't
finished with her yet. She still owes me a report."
"Sorry," Paige explained to the saddened women as she lovingly caressed the
dazed reporter's tightly covered ass, "but Athena here has a really big night to
get ready for, and we're late as it is."
The school's Principal watched with interest Athena Valentine's beautiful
flushed face with the tiny cleft of concentration between the thin arched
eyebrows, the unfocused eyes, and the tiny damp spot appearing low on the
senior's crotch. "My, we have been busy, haven't we?" she said. "How nice.
But those shoes! Ugh! They have got to go!"
"They are kind of big for her, but they're all we had," said Paige. "Sorry."
"Good thing we brought these," said Bohon. In her raised right hand were
Athena's stylish pumps. "We found them floating around the office."
"Oh, cool!" cried Natalie. She took the proffered footwear and a short time
later the very preoccupied Athena was wearing them.
"Thank you," said Paige sincerely. "I like to see her dressed right."
"Honey," said Bohon, "that girl could make a burlap bag look good!"
"I know," replied Paige. "She is.so special, isn't she?"
"Ah, excuse me," interrupted Lisa. "But we really don't have time for this."
"Oh, my! Prom night!" Paige said. "I almost forgot!"
"Oh, boy!" giggled Natalie.
Paige looked at her friends. "We have to get out of here. Come on, guys."
Natalie and Lisa each took one of Athena's limp arms and proceeded to lead the
dazed reporter down the hall. They were closely followed by Paige who was
having a great deal of fun running her hands over Athena Valentine's firm
working buttocks.
"Oh, we.ah.borrowed some of your toys, too" Paige said bashfully over her
shoulder.
"Well!" Bohon said in mock dismay to the departing girls. "What didn't you
take?"
"We did leave you a little something," said Lisa.
"A present, sort of," added Natalie. "It's in the room. It's like a doll that
when you pull on the cord, she sits up and talks!"
"A present?" asked a very skeptical Mrs. Nelson. She opened the door to the
classroom and saw the very naked Nancy Allen laying across Mrs. Bohon's desk.
"Sue, come take a look at this."
There lay the proper Nancy Allen, Nurse's Assistant, with her widely spread legs
dangling off the edge of the desk. Her hands were playing with her hard
nipples. She looked very erotic, all covered in sweat and her hair fanning out
around her face, like Mena Suvari in American Beauty. A look of contentment
fill her lovely young face as she lay there with dazed eyes, smiling to herself.
Mrs. Bohon joined the Principal at the door. "That's what I call a present,"
she murmured. She turned and called to the departing group, "Thank you, girls!"
"Enjoy!" replied The Three Amigos.
"What do you think?" asked Bohon quietly when the girls had reached the far end
of the hall and disappeared after turning the corner.
"Well," started Nelson matter-of-factly, "there are several problems here. To
begin with, this is a clear violation of the school's dress code. Let's see,
she's certainly has broken the student behavior code by misusing personal
properly with that belt up her ass. Finally, she is here illegally by being in
the building after hours without a permission slip, and I do so hate
trespassers."
"She was such a promising student, too. Think we can save her?"
"Sue, I always maintain that there is no such thing as a student without
potential. Even if it takes all night, I'm perfectly willing to work and work
on her, doing whatever needs to be done, constantly pounding it into her without
respite until she finally sees the light and becomes a student the school would
be proud of having."
"'Proud of having', yes," sighed Bohon. "Well said. Shall we begin?"
"By all means. But first, please call her parents. Tell them that Nancy Allen
will be helping the school staff with Prom Night until later this evening. Much
later this evening. Oh, and bring batteries from the supply cabinet in the
office, will you? Lots of batteries."
*****
End of Part 9