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Nanny3: Back to School 7/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC and
Greatness


Standard Disclaimer:  This is a work of fiction 
(honest!).  It is intended for Adults Only, so if you're 
not--then go away.  It is not intended for sale, but if 
you'd like to pass it around, feel free.  Just keep the 
header as is and all will be well.  Enjoy!
LCDRJMC


Part 7

* * * *

As she padded on her bare feet down the nearly empty hall, Athena
Valentine strove to pretend that her semi-nude state at a public
high school was a perfectly normal state of affairs.  She coolly
ignored the looks of surprise and rude comments she received from
the few students remaining in the halls.  As she passed
classrooms which still had their doors open, she heard the
eruption of wild male shouting and what sounded like a stampede
of students rushing for the doors, before their surprised teacher
was able to gain control of the class once again.  She smiled
grimly to herself whenever such things happened.  "Guys were such
pigs," she observed even the school's adult hall monitors stared
open-mouthed in silent disbelief as they watched her passing.

But no matter what happened, she was determined to remained
outwardly calm.  Carriage erect and shoulders back, she walked
proudly through the halls.  This was still her school, her
attitude seemed to say, and she could do whatever she wanted
here.  

Although outwardly calm, deep inside Athena was frantically
searching for a way out of this terrible dilemma.  She simply
could not finish the day dressed (ha!) in a tiny pink bikini and
a short beach robe.  Normally, she was the best dressed person
here, and now she was the least!  What could she do?

If only she didn't feel so sexy and...and vulnerable.  It was so
disturbing.  How could she concentrate on anything when the just
the slight movement of her breasts in the inadequate bikini top
was causing chills to go up and down her spine?  And as her bare
thighs rubbed together!  Oh, my!  A fantastic warmth existed
between her legs.  Her sex simmered on and on, refusing to quiet
down.  Athena wondered if she was losing control of her body
again, and, considering the terrible things that always seemed to
happened to her the last time her body developed a mind of its
own, it scared her.  Still, in spite of her fear at the possible
consequences, her over-active body was all she could think about.
 Athena had never felt so confused.  It was as if her normally
sharp mind was enveloped in a thick fog.  No matter that there
was so much for her still to do today, all she really wanted was
someone to...to help relieve her of this terrible pressure that
was growing inside her.  The thought of how that crazy, wonderful
Paige kissed her between her legs in the shower was fresh in her
mind.  Regardless of all that had happened to her so far on this
very strange day, it was that simple act of...of friendship which
caused her to feel all warm inside.  Athena felt terrible,
because all she wanted at this moment was for the young girl to
continue her earlier strange action until she melted into a
puddle of pure bliss.  

"Wait a second," she thought.  "What's going on here?"  Here she
was, racing semi-naked to class down the wide, empty hall and all
she could really think about was for a girl, practically a child,
to perform an unnatural act on her.  How crazy was that?  

But she was not some over-sexed, confused teen who was unsure of
her sexuality.  Athena was certain she was not one of those women
who...who prefer other women, just because she could not stand
guys (the animals!).  Of course she was straight!  To ensure that
it was true, Athena said it softly aloud, "I'm...I'm straight,"
but even to her ears her voice lacked conviction.  As tears began
to form in her eyes, Athena whispered to herself, "I'm straight.
Oh, God, I'm straight."

She shook her head it dismay.  Now was not the time to get into
some weird, emotional nosedive.  She had to find a way to clear
her head!  There were so many more important things to worry
about.  She was a responsible adult, a professional reporter here
on an assignment vital to her aspiring career as an undercover
investigator, and nothing must interfere with that.  She had to
find something else to wear, something somewhere which gave her a
little more protection, even if only from herself.  Even her
sweaty gym clothes would be far more preferable to being seen
semi-naked like this.  That is, they would have been if she had
stupidly not lost those as well.

Athena realized quite well that if she went into class like this,
she'd be utterly humiliated.  She checked the clock on the hall
wall.  Oh, no!  Class had been going on for 15 minutes and she
still had not checked in with Bohon yet!  

Several halls later, Athena stood outside of her American History
class.  Taking a deep calming breath, she opened the door just
enough to see through the crack.  Mrs. Bohon was walking around
the class as usual, talking about post-Revolution life in
America.  A half-podium had been placed on an unused desk in the
front for those giving today's reports, and a slide projector was
present in the back of the room.  

"Darn that woman," Athena muttered under her breath.  "At least
she could stay near the front of the class like everyone else." 
Now she would have to try and discretely attract the teacher's
attention from across the room.

Gathering her courage, Athena opened the door a little wider and
inserted her face through the narrow opening.  "Hisst," she said
softly.  "Hisssst."

A few students in the front turned in her direction, but Mrs.
Bohon continued her exposition.  Athena couldn't believe it.  The
stupid woman must not have heard her.

"Hisssssst!" Athena repeated, a bit more loudly this time.  More
students turned towards the increasingly frustrated reporter.  

"My God!," she thought.  "Is the stupid woman deaf?"

Athena stamped her right foot in anger, and tried again.

"HISS!  HISS!" she repeated more loudly this time.

By now the entire class was staring at her, everyone that was
except for Mrs. Bohon.  Athena began looking for something to
throw at her.  "Perhaps an eraser on the forehead would do the
trick, the stupid cow," she thought.  Finally she noticed that
the room had grown quiet.  She looked up and saw that Mrs. Bohon
had finally stopped talking.

The teacher sighed heavily, then said, "All right.  Has the
radiator sprung another leak, or is someone trying to attract my
attention?"

"Yes!  Duh!" said a thoroughly exasperated Athena in the doorway.
 

The teacher finally turned to look at her.  "Ah, Miss Valentine.
Late as usual."

"I need to speak with you."

Mrs. Bohon motioned for Athena to come towards her, but Athena
shook her head from side to side in refusal.

"In private!" the reporter said imperiously.  Didn't that silly
woman know who really was in charge around here?  Every male in
the school died each time she simply looked sloe-eyed at them. 
Even the school's principal, a woman, cared for her enough to
take time from her busy schedule just to be with her.

"Miss Valentine.  You may either stay in the hall and take your
'F' for the course, or you can come in, take your seat, and join
the rest of us.  The choice is yours, but make it now.  I'm
busy."

"Damn," muttered Athena.  This wasn't working out at all.  She
opened the door completely, entered the room, and closed the door
loudly behind her.

A gasp of surprise went up from the students as she made her way
slowly to her seat.  Athena was not going to rush for anyone! 
Coolly looking about the room, she saw that the class was full
for a change.  "That's just great!" she thought bitterly.  "Today
they all show up!"

When she reached her seat, she sat, being careful that her worn
robe covered her bare legs as much as possible, which, she
noticed unhappily, wasn't very much at all.  

Athena stared straight in front of her, and as usual pretended
the rest of her classmates did not exist.

"Care to tell us about it, Miss Valentine?"

"Nothing to tell," Athena replied haughtily.  Who did this woman
think she was, anyway, making fun of her like this?

"We're waiting," Mrs. Bohon said patiently.  She would get this
haughty young bitch if it was the last thing she ever did.

"Well, the...the school's Movie Club is planning on showing
the...the old "Beach Party" movies in the auditorium during
lunch, and they of course asked me to...help them organize
and...and to advertise the event."
 
"I see," Mrs. Bohon said doubtfully, as the class snickered.

This was one of Athena's bad classes, an all-girl class intended
for freshman and sophomores.  In fact, this course was made up
mainly of the younger girls who were also part of her disastrous
gym class.  The more they giggled and laughed, the more agitated
Athena became.

"It's true!" cried Athena, hurt at being treated this way, even
if it was one of her more outrageous lies.  In most of her other
classes, everything she said was taken automatically as the
truth.  But not here, never here!  Damn that Bohon!  Always
laughing at her, bossing her around in front of the other
students as if she wasn't special at all.

And now the woman was practically calling her a liar, and in
front of these children, too.  The fact that she was lying
mattered to Athena not at all.  In her confused mind, it became a
point of principle that she was not automatically believed and,
as a result, all of her other worries were for the moment
forgotten.

Trying hard not to lose her temper, Athena got up from her seat
and tried to explain it all again to the skeptical Mrs. Bohon. 
She became so involved in her story that she did not notice a
slim hand reach out and pull on the fastening of her sash.  The
sash opened and, because Mrs. Nelson had earlier pulled the sash
free of the retaining loops before refastening it, the cloth belt
fell silently to the floor, where it was quickly picked up by
another feminine hand and whisked away to be hidden in a
convenient backpack.

The robe fell open and Mrs. Bohon's right eyebrow raised
slightly.  The girls who were with Athena in gym that morning
nudged their disbelieving friends.  "See," they said.  "What did
we tell you about that stuck-up bitch Valentine?  As soon as the
teacher left, she stripped in the middle of the gym and did
herself in center court!  Right in front of the entire class!!"

As her carefully orchestrated life seemed to be once again
spinning out of control, Athena tried again to show them all who
they were dealing with.  In a characteristic gesture, she placed
her hands on her hips and began to scold the class for not
believing her.  It was a look she had practiced in front of a
mirror many times at home while wearing one of her beautiful
suits.  Her hands would sweep an open jacket back dramatically as
they turned into determined fists resting on her shapely hips. 
She believed that this look gave her an air of authority and
power, while at the same time served to distract any males (the
pigs) with her perfect body.  It was a look that never failed her
at Elizabeth Borden.

Until now.  

It her confusion and anger, Athena forgot that she was not
wearing a regular suit at all, but was instead wearing a small,
ratty sashless-robe over a much too-tiny pink bikini.  The quiet
gasps of surprise and awe that Athena heard were not, as she
thought with satisfaction, the class reacting to her arguments. 
The sounds were actually the students reacting to the exposure of
that fantastic tanned body!  The stuck-up, very proper Miss
Athena Valentine was once again deliberately showing herself!

Oblivious in her righteous anger, her golden breasts quivered
deliciously as they bulged above the tiny pink triangles of the
suit's top.

As Athena, unaware of the display she was making of herself,
continued her sexy tirade.  She moved in front of a thin girl
with thick glasses who was staring, fascinated at the pink bikini
bottom's large floppy bows at each side of Athena's shapely hips.
  The girl was known as Susie the Bookworm, and she remembered
her last sight of the senior, laying naked on the gym floor with
the Three Amigos standing victorious over her.  Much later, when
she had gotten up her courage and asked one of the Amigo's if the
senior was all right, the Amigo had told her that they played
these games with the 'famous' Athena Valentine all the time. 
Susie was shocked to hear that, but did not for a moment accept
what she had heard as being true, until now.  The senior's
shameless exposure and the other girls' knowing expressions at
Athena's actions certainly confirmed what she had been told.  The
girl couldn't believe how fooled she had been by the senior.  She
had wasted her sympathy on this cruel yet astonishingly beautiful
slut.  

"So, she really does like to show off, doesn't she?" thought the
very shy and proper Susie.  She couldn't believe she was even
thinking about doing something to the beautiful senior, but the
thought of seeing Athena naked again in an embarrassing situation
intrigued the quiet Susie more then she realized.  "She might not
even notice if I'm careful!" Susie thought excitedly.

Slowly she reached out, her hand trembling in anticipation, but
stopped just before reaching the bow.  "I can't!" a confused
Susie thought.  "This isn't right at all!"  

Athena shifted her stance and unknowingly moved her barely
covered ass so that it was directly in front of the shocked
Susie's face.  "The slut's trying to humiliate me!" Susie thought
to herself.  "And all this time I've been feeling sorry forher!"

In her anger, the girl reached out and pulled the exposed bow
string over Athena's left hip, then held her breath and hoped
nervously that Little Miss Prick Tease would not notice.

The bow fell apart easily, but the fastening still held.  Susie
couldn't believe Athena did not notice!  But quick as a cat, when
Athena turned to walk up the aisle, Susie pulled on the other
bow.  Although it also easily unraveled, the strings still
somehow held together.

"That Athena has all the luck," Susie the Bookworm thought
bitterly.

Mrs. Bohon's eyes lit up when she saw how loosely Athena's
bottoms were fastened, and decided that it was time to have a
little fun with the superior Miss Valentine.  She had heard the
student's talking excitedly about what happened with Athena at
gym, but the teacher just thought it was gossip.  Girls being
girls, that's all it was.  But, after watching the delectable
Athena Valentine put herself so much on deliberate display,
perhaps she was wrong to dismiss the tale so out-of-hand. 
Besides, it was time to give this stuck-up reporter something to
really write about!

Mrs. Bohon help up her right hand.  "Enough, Miss Valentine.  I
think since you're so eager to give us all a lecture, you can be
the next one to give your report."

"But, Mrs. Bohon!" Athena howled in protest.  She panicked,
knowing her report was lost under the bleachers.

The entire class just sat and giggled.  They could hardly wait to
see if the school's queen would humiliate herself again.  

"What's wrong?  Isn't your report done?  You know what will
happen to you if it isn't, don't you?"

Athena was flooded with vivid memories of herself being stuck and
dropping her report at the gym this morning.  She thought about
telling Mrs. Bohon that she had really lost it under the
bleachers, but then she'd want to know how it happened, and
Athena could never tell anyone about that!      

"Yes, ma'am, I know," Athena said weakly.  "I'm ready."

"Good.  Get your things ready, and would you get the lights,
please?" Mrs. Bohon asked.

"Can't you have someone else do it," Athena whined.

"Miss Valentine, the world does not revolve around you, so I
suggest if you would like to join us and pass this class you WILL
get the lights," Mrs. Bohon snapped at the pretty senior.  "But
don't worry, I'll get the projector for you."

Athena had looked at the report only once, and didn't understand
any of it.  The old Athena Valentine, proud student, would have
done it with ease, but the new, improved Athena Valentine had no
time for such trivial pursuits such as studying and reading.  Now
she had to give a report, and sound confident while doing so, as
if she was reading it.  She comforted herself with the though
that at least there were the slides that Mrs. Bohon said she
would provide.  She would just look at them, and between what
she'd read in the past, and the slides, she should be able to
fool anyone, especially this crowd of idiot children.

"Oh, and would you please cover yourself. We all know how pretty
you are."  

The whole class burst into laughter as Athena just stood numbly
for a moment.  She looked down and for the first time noticed how
open her robe had become.

"Eeeek!" she screamed as she scrambled to close the robe and
retie the cloth belt.  But to her consternation the belt was
gone!

Holding the robe tightly closed with both hands, she started
frantically looking around the floor for the missing belt, but
was stopped abruptly by Mrs. Bohon's sharp, "Athena!"

Athena sheepishly looked at her teacher.  "What could have
happened to my belt?" she wondered in dismay.

"Get dressed later," commanded Mrs. Bohon.  "Do the lights and
your report.  Now."

Athena swallowed hard as she walked up the aisle and over to the
light switches by the door.  She turned off the lights, and the
projector in the back immediately started up.  

"Anytime," said Mrs. Bohon from the back.

"Yes, yes," Athena muttered nervously as she started towards the
half-podium.  It was during her second step that she felt her
bikini bottoms fall away from her hips.

"AH!" she cried and stopped, as her bikini bottom was caught,
dangling between her thighs.

"Let's go, up there!" boomed Mrs. Bohon.

"Ohhh!  But my...my...ooohhh!" Athena whimpered.  She clamped her
legs together, terrified of completely losing  her swimsuit
bottom in front of the entire class.  She could not understand
how the knots had gotten loose, after having tied them so
tightly!

"That's it!  Okay, who's next?" asked Bohon.

"No!  Wait!" Athena cried and shuffled quickly to the podium,
knees pressed desperately together.  She looked as if she needed
to use the girl's lavatory very badly. This was terrible!  She
couldn't give a speech like this!

Her strange walk was quickly noticed as a wave of laughter
rippled throughout the class.  Athena, her face burning with
embarrassment, knew she looked ridiculous, but she had to keep
her bottoms from falling.

"Damn, why now?" she grumbled under her breath as she made her
way slowly to the podium.  This was not the time for one of her
clothes-losing accidents.  She certainly did not want to reach
down and retie her suit, not in front of everyone.  She continued
her ungainly half-shuffle, half-waddle towards the podium and
prayed that for once her luck would hold and she would not lose
the tiny pink triangle hiding her precious sex.

But luck was not on Athena's side today!

As she neared the podium, Athena sneezed.  That's all it took. 
Helpless, she felt her bottoms slowly fall from between her legs
and onto the floor.  "Damn!  At least it's dark, and no one
should notice, especially with me behind the podium," she
thought.  "I can always snatch them up sometime during the
presentation."

Heart pounding, she stood behind the protective half-podium.  It
rose to just below her chest, but with her robe the lack of
height didn't really matter.  She was still covered in spite of
everything and that was all that mattered at the moment.  But it
affected her in ways she did not understand, being so exposed in
front of everyone.  The air on her bare mound and hips was making
her head spin!  She felt so vulnerable under the short robe!  Yet
she really did not have to worry, she told herself.  She was
completely protected in front of the class, still covered where
she needed to be.  

It was kind of sexy in fact, being up here like this in front of
everyone, especially her nemesis Bohon.  Her mouth dry, Athena
deliberately put trembling hands on the sides of the podium and,
with nothing to hold it closed, her robe opened slightly.  "That
will show them!" she thought in delirious triumph.  The Superior
Woman is still in charge!

It showed them more then she realized.  The desks in that room
were only writing platforms with attached seats, and were
completely opened underneath.  Her shaved pussy was now totally
exposed in the half-shadows thrown by the desktop and the
projector, a fact that was quickly noticed by the students in the
front of the room.  

The class gasped when the projector in the back of the room came
on.  The light from the lamp caused the unknowing Athena to be
illuminated from the waist down!  It showed everything!  They
could see her sculptured tanned legs and those sexy hips.  But
what most couldn't take their eyes off was the senior's bare
pussy, a tiny patch of smooth white flesh with the hidden crease
running down the center.

Athena wondered about the sudden mass movement of everyone to the
center rows, but decided they were just getting into a good spot
to listen to her better.  She was after all the best speaker in
the class, if not the school!

"All right, Athena, you may begin," Mrs. Bohon said with an oddly
choked voice.  

The teacher had noticed what that silly stuck-up bitch had done
and, being alone in the back of the darkened classroom, it took
all of her self-control not to start touching herself.  That damn
Athena was so hot!  Mrs. Bohon didn't blame her students a bit
for finding a better seat to watch the high-and-mighty Miss
Valentine make a sexy fool of herself.  It also didn't help her
self-control any after being told by Principal Nelson that the
girl was really a reporter who should be given some special
experiences with which to illuminate her story!  

"Oh, baby," Mrs. Bohon said softly.  "What experiences I'm going
to give you!"

Bohon saw that one girl, Patty, who the principal had also talked
to, must have had a similar idea about new experiences, because
in the confusion of the students finding new seats, the girl had
snuck behind the totally oblivious reporter and was now sitting
on the floor directly behind her!  

*****

Seated on the floor, Patty Kelly hid in the shadows and waited
patiently for Athena and the rest of the class to settle in. 
Earlier, when the class had all moved to the center rows, she had
quietly slid off her chair and crawled along on all fours until
she was directly behind the regal Miss Valentine.  

Now she had the stunning reporter all to herself, and Patty
hardly knew where to begin.  Patty knew herself to be straight,
of course, yet when Mrs. Nelson whispered to her the astonishing
news about Athena Valentine and what the she wanted done to her,
Patty couldn't help but to start quivering with excitement! 

Unable to wait any longer, Patty lifted up the back of Athena's
short robe and stared fascinated at Athena's beautiful bare
half-moons.  "Oh, my.  They are nice," she breathed.

****

Athena waited for the first slide to come up.  "The War of 1812
was between the United States and Great Britain," she said in her
best lecture-to-idiots manner.

What was she so worried about?  This was going to be so easy! 
All she had to do was wait for the next picture to show and then
say a few things about it.  Athena was surprised she remembered
as much as she did about a report she had put together at the
last minute.

"A-as you c-can see...,"  Athena told them, as she tried to calm
herself.  Something had just brushed up against her bare leg.

"Is everything all right, Athena?"  Mrs. Bohon asked.

"Yes, sorry.  I'm j-just a little n-nervous," Athena answered as
something brushed against her again.  Quickly she looked down,
but after staring directly into the projector's lamp she couldn't
see a thing in the shadows below her.  If it happened again,
she'd be ready for it this time.  It was probably just a fly
crawling on her leg.  But, God, how she hated small things
crawling on her.

Patty ran her hands lightly higher and higher up the bare legs. 
Not hard or fast enough to make Athena jump, but certainly
noticeable enough to make Athena start to squirm behind the
little podium.  

Everyone watched Athena shake her hips, but they all assumed that
once again the haughty senior was acting the slut.  Patty's
actions remained concealed in the darkness.

Athena tried to concentrate on the slides and giving her report.
But now there were two flies running around on the insides of her
thighs.  She tried to brush the damn things away but the minute
she brought her hand up they would return, and crawl a little
higher.

"Now in this slide we can see General Patton . . . "  

"Athena?"

"Yes?"

"I don't think General Patton was in the war of 1812, do you?" 
Mrs. Bohon said sarcastically.  

To Athena's chagrin the whole room giggled and laughed.

"No ma'am.  I meant to say General Jackson."  God, why did she
say something that stupid?  Those damn flies were driving her
crazy.  Athena reached down again and tried to brush them away. 
"Damn!" she muttered.  It felt like a fly had landed right on her
slit!

The class watched Athena's hands go up and down on her thighs,
and even brush the area of her shaven slit.  "Was it going to
happen again," they wondered.  "Was the fabulous Athena Valentine
going to play with herself while they were all watching?"

Patty used Athena's movement to reach up and grab the sides of
Athena's robe.  She pulled it open, baring all of Athena's
shapely front.  Only the distracted reporter's breasts were still
covered by the two triangles of her pink bikini top gleaming in
the light of the projector.  The way the pink material of the
bikini top reflected the light, Athena's lovely high-set mounds
lit up like a double-beamed lighthouse!  You could almost hear a
collective "Wow!" being sighed by the mesmerized class.

Athena was having more and more trouble concentrating.  She
wiggled her ass, and shook one leg and then the other in trying
to keep the damn flies off her legs.  She was almost dancing as
she tried to keep those nasty bugs off of her, completely unaware
of the display her now jiggling breasts were giving to the
delighted Mrs. Bohon and her classmates.  Not to mention the show
she was giving everyone down below!  Athena wiggled her hips this
way and that, but the flies would just land some place else.  It
was maddening!

The students couldn't decide which part of Athena's impromptu
belly-dance they liked more, the way her fantastic tits were
shaking and threatening to jump right out of the tiny pink top,
or the yummy show her wiggling bottom half was producing.

Patty had watched from behind as the senior loosened her robe. 
She was been having a wonderful time exploring the Athena's
perfect body, making the stuck-up bitch squirm, but it was time
to really humiliate the reporter.  She bunched the thread-bare
terry-cloth in both fists and made a sharp pull down!

Suddenly, Athena's precious robe fell off of her shoulders and
slid down around her arms!  "EEK!!" Athena screamed in shock at
her sudden exposure.  Panicking, she let go of the podium and
tried to cover herself, but since the decent of the robe was only
stopped by her extended arms, as soon as Athena let go of the
podium the robe would fall to the floor!

"Oh, God!  Oh, God!" she thought frantically as she clung to the
small podium.  "They'll see me!  They'll see me!  How could I be
so stupid as to pull it off?  It's not fair!  I just wanted to
open it a little, that's all!  Now how can I get it without
showing myself?"  

"Okay, Miss Valentine," Mrs. Bohon said huskily.  "You're not
finished yet."

"W-what?" Athena gasped as she stiffly stretched to the side for
her robe.  

"I said stand up and finish your report."

"But my...my...!"

"Finish it!"

"But this...this isn't fair!" a teary-eyed Athena protested as
she stood straight behind the half-podium.  "I'm not
even...even..."  But Bohon wouldn't even let her try to explain
the bizarre situation of suddenly being half-naked!

"Even what?  I'm tired of you, Athena.  Like a spoiled brat,
you've been having tantrums and pouting about not getting your
way ever since you came here.  It's time you grew up."

Stung, Athena wiped the tears from her eyes.  No stupid teacher,
especially Bohon, would tell Athena Valentine that she was
immature!

"Well?  What have you to say?  What's your big problem this
time?"

"N-nothing.  Nothing's wrong.  Never mind," Athena muttered
softly.  Under her breath, Athena added, "Bitch."

Athena realized she was trapped!  Tormented by flies, she was
trapped half-naked in front of a class full of children and a
teacher, all of whom hated her out of pure jealousy. 

At least she had the robe around her elbows.  Once the slides
started again, she would just pull her robe back up while the
class watched the screen.

But Patty had other ideas.  She couldn't help but do it.  Those
twin half-moons were just too sexy to leave covered.  She took
one finger and ran it lightly between Athena's lovely ass cheeks.
 As she went from the sexy top to the sexy bottom, Athena's
cheeks twitched.  The distracted reporter brought her hands down
to brush another of those damn flies away.  Patty used the
opportunity to pull the robe completely off of Athena's arms. 
Before the reporter knew it, the robe had slid off her hips and
onto the floor.

"No!" a shocked Athena gasped.

"What now, Miss Valentine?"

"I...it's...my..." Athena cried.  She looked down in panic but
before she had a chance to find it, Patty had already scooped it
up and tossed it to her empty desk.

"Nothing," Athena muttered.  "Well, at least it can't get any
worse," she thought, but it did.

"This is awesome," Patty thought.  "Just awesome!"  She almost
had Athena Valentine totally naked.  In a short time she almost
had her!  It seemed easier that what she heard had happened in
the gym.  "She really is a slut!"

Athena knew she was trapped.  Her only out was to explain what
had happened to her clothes (as if she knew), but she couldn't do
it!  Not now, not ever.  She could not let the entire class know
about her ridiculous predicament, of how she had lost her clothes
yet again.  It was too humiliating!  She was Athena Valentine,
the Superior Woman.  She would rather die first then let these
children or Bohon laugh at her any more.

But as she tried to return to her report, her mind refused to
function.  Now, not only was she half-naked in front of a room
full of children, the nasty flies crawling on her bare skin were
really driving her crazy!  The creepy things were all over her
naked hips and legs, and none of her shaking and twitching
helped.  In fact it just seemed to encourage them even more!

"Athena, is there a problem?  You seem a little nervous.  Are you
going to finish or not?"

"N-no, I'm f-f-fine," a frantic Athena replied.  "I'm...I'm just,
ah, waiting for the next slide."

Oh God!  The flies!  The flies!  The flies were very busy on her
exposed flesh.  There were two groups of the insects now.  One
group was taking delight walking over her bare pussy mound, the
second was dancing over her firm buttocks.  Her flesh trembled
uncontrollably under their touch but there was nothing she could
do to stop them.  

It wasn't just their touch the bothered her, it was how they were
touching her.  Athena was finding herself becoming strangely
excited.  Being almost undressed in front of the class while
being helplessly teased by flies was causing her body to react
outrageously.  In spite of the natural revulsion of her perfect
body being touched by the terrible insects, their constant and
rather intimate touches were driving Athena Valentine out of her
mind!  It was like they knew exactly where to crawl and land. 
They would crawl up her ass crack, then turn and retrace their
steps.  It was happening to her exposed sex as well.  Up and
down, up and down, the touching of her privates, of her most
intimate places never stopped.  It was totally maddening!  She
was having a harder and harder time staying still, let alone
trying to concentrate.  She had given up trying to shoe them
away, because when ever she did that they only came back even
more frisky them before.

Athena slowly shook her head in a hopeless effort to clear it. 
The report!  She had to finish the report!  She was determined to
ignore the stupid flies, ignore everything in fact and finish
this report from Hell if it was the last thing she ever did.

Patty slowly ran her fingers along the inside of Athena's left
thigh.  With her free hand she gently squeezed the tight cheek of
the left buttock between her fingers.  

"Now...now in this n-next slide you can see the...Oh!...the
Japanese..."

"Athena, There were no Japanese in the War of 1812.  Are you sure
you wrote a report at all?"  

"Yes, of c-course I-I did," Athena said.  She almost screamed
when it felt like someone had squeezed her ass.  Oh God!  Flies
have pincers?!?!  She wanted to look down, but knew if she did
she would see nothing but hideous insects, and if she actually
saw them crawling over her precious body, she would certainly go
mad and really would start screaming!  

"Then, pray continue, Miss Valentine."

Athena tried to watch the slides and describe them, but it was
impossible.  The flies were gaining substance.  The were becoming
larger, almost like hands!  Athena knew it was impossible, but
the flies now felt like hands moving over her heated flesh,
touching and teasing her secret places.  She was mad!  It was her
over-wrought mind, playing tricks on her again.  If only she had
one of her pills!

"I'm alone!  I'm alone!" she thought desperately as the strange
sensations continued.  "It's only flies, God damn it!"

But then why did she suddenly feel such a desperate need to cum!
Oh God!  Please!  Not from those disgusting flies!  But without
being aware of it, Athena pushed her butt back against the
mysterious sensations 

The class watched in awe as the beautiful Athena Valentine arched
her back like a cat in heat and deliberately push her backside
into the darkness.

Patty continued to squeeze and caress the vulnerable flesh.  The
class was so aroused themselves that the hands which sometimes
appeared on Athena's front were never really noticed.  They just
though it was Athena herself enjoying her wonderful body!

Athena couldn't believe it.  The imaginary hands were making her
push her butt toward something that was just in her mind.  God,
it was happening again.  She wanted the flies to go right up
her...

"Oh!" she gasped and jumped as a fly landed right on her backdoor
and then started running in crazy tiny circles around and around
it!  

She was submerged in terrible, wonderful sensations that were
only in her overheated imagination.  She was the only one up
here.  Athena didn't even look when she felt her bikini top
loosen and fall to the floor.  Her swollen breasts leaped firm
and proud into the room.  Athena had to keep her mind on her
report.  She didn't have time to look down to see something that
was only in her mind anyway.  If only the flies would leave her
alone for a second or two, her mind would clear.  But it was
getting worse instead of better.  Now that her top seemed to be
gone, the flies were dancing around her breasts, making her
nipples achingly hard.

Athena didn't think it was possible, but with nothing touching
her sex, she was on the verge of cumming again.  She tried to
think of nothing but her report, but she couldn't.  The flies
were back, and the imaginary hands had pushed her almost to the
edge.  She was so far gone she sensed them now violating her,
fucking her sopping cunt with gusto, and a melting Athena could
only spread her legs wider to increase the impossible yet
fabulous feelings.  She felt their tiny teeth nibbling her
buttocks and she wanted to cry out in joy at the wonderful
sensations!

Patty knew Athena's time was almost up.  The girl had stuck her
jerking ass so far out behind her that the naked Athena was
practically laying across the small podium.  Every touch now
caused the stripped reporter to react with a quiet moan of
pleasure.   Her slender fingers were plunging deep into the
tight, hot wetness of the bare cunt, where she could feel the
muscles clutching greedily at them.  Her other hand worked the
perfect ass cheeks that were so eagerly thrust at her.  Unable to
resist, she was even lightly biting the smooth satiny flesh and
Athena was doing nothing to protest this latest outrage to her
person.  In fact it just made her moan all the more!  Patty's
hands never left the tanned flesh.  With her left hand she
continued to lightly finger-fuck the helpless reporter, while
with her right she would go up to a breast and tug on the nipple,
then run her hand lightly around the base of each full tit,
before going back to that perfect backside.  "Just awesome!" was
all the dazed Patty could think.

As for the rest of the class and their teacher, they all stared
unblinking at the show Athena was putting on.  If only there was
more light, they could see better.  They could see most of
Athena's shapely body, but when she moved it would dip in and out
of the projector's light.  But no one wanted to move.  They were
too afraid of missing something!

Patty couldn't wait any longer.  She wanted to try one much thing
before Athena's time was up.  She ran her finger between Athena's
sexy folds getting it good and wet then placed her finger at the
reporter forbidden place in the tight buttocks' crevice.  It was
so dirty thinking it but when would she have the chance again to
see what it might feel like.  Gently she pressed.

"Oh, please no!"  

They all watched Athena's head snap up like a defiant horse
trying to buck off it's rider, her head looking up at the
ceiling, her back arching to the maximum, and her ass pushing out
ever farther into the darkness.  

"Please not there,"  Athena moaned.  But it was going there
despite her pleas.  The flies were so perverse.  Not only were
they fucking her steaming cunt, but now  they were working they
way up her ass!  Crawling into her anus!  They were fucking her!
"No they are just flies."  Crazy, she was now crazy!

Patty loved the reaction she got from poor Athena when she buried
her finger up her butt.  She worked one then two up the girl's
backside, fucking it, shoving it in and out in time with her left
hand's left fucking of Athena's delightful finger-sucking cunt. 
It was so hot Patty almost came herself!

It became obvious to Patty that the forever perfect Athena
Valentine was clearly out of her mind!  Sadly, she had humiliated
the senior enough.  Mrs. Nelson had been very specific about
that.  The principal told her that she could do what ever she
liked to this spy in their midst to make her crazy, but
regardless of what she did, Miss Athena Valentine could never be
allowed to have her Big O.  Someone else was going to do that.

Yet, Patty had always wondered what another girl felt like down
there, and she had leapt at the chance to find out, especially as
it involved humiliating the high-and-mighty Athena Valentine in
the process.  Patty knew she wasn't gay, but still she always
wondered what being with another girl would be like.  Looking up
at Athena's bare cunt in the shadows, the area glistening heavily
with her love juices, Patty realized the reporter did have a
pretty one at that.  The shaving did give it a look of pure sex.

"I wonder," Patty said softly as she reached up between the
golden thighs one final time.  Patty couldn't help herself.  She
ran a finger through the sexy folds, and  moved it across
Athena's swollen clit.  As she continued fucking Athena's ass she
spread the reporter's pussy lips then stuck out her tongue. 
Patty could feel the heat as her face grew near.  She stopped
thinking she just couldn't do this.  Her thoughts became, "Now or
never!" and swiped her tongue from Athena's back door up the her
clit.  "Nice," she thought in surprise.  She did it again and
again.  Each time stopping to lick Athena's clit longer and
longer, enjoying the sweet hot taste of those lovely juices.  But
before Patty had a chance to really get into it...

"OH GOD NO!" Athena shouted.  She jumped and pressed her thighs
together, holding her hands protectively over her steaming bare
mound.  One of the flies had crawled up and touched her erect
clitoris!  Oh, God!  It was triggering a series of tiny orgasms
which were rippling deliciously through her hungry body. 

"Ah!  Ah!  Ah!" Athena cried as the orgasms secretly pulsed
within her.

"Athena, what's wrong now?" mockingly laughed Mrs. Bohon as she
walked up to the light switch.  

With a wicked smile on her face, Patty quickly scampered back to
her seat just before Mrs. Bohon turned the lights back on. 
"Please let me have another chance at her!" Patty prayed.  "That
was too much fun!"

"Ohhh, I don't feel well," a completely dazed Athena whispered as
she swayed behind the small podium.  She prayed for the wonderful
sensations to return.  The accident with the fly had only made
her hungrier.  Her body was screaming for release.  The flies! 
The flies!  What happened to them?  How could they do this to
her?  Leave her like this, so unfulfilled?

No one saw Patty looking very pleased with herself as she sat in
her seat, as all eyes were fixed on Athena.  The senior was now
topless, yet she stood there without a care, her fabulous breasts
proudly thrusting into the room, both proud globes having
astonishingly erect nipples.  It was just too exciting forwords!

With very little idea where she was or what she was doing, Athena
left the protection of the podium and slowly went to her seat. 
She only knew she had to sit and collect her thoughts.  

The class erupted wildly with shouts of glee at the sight of the
beautiful and totally naked senior walking in a daze down the
aisle.  What Athena did not realize was that in her confusion she
chose the wrong aisle.  Her desk was located two aisles to her
left, but she went instead to the aisle on her far right.  To
reach her desk she had to now walk the entire classroom of six
rows of desks, going down one aisle and up the next. 

"Miss Valentine, where are your clothes?" asked Mrs. Bohon with
mock-astonishment at the stunning reporter.

"Maybe the show she's in is called 'The Emperor's New Clothes'!"
laughed Patty as she carefully wiped all evidence of her dirty
deed off of her face.  ""Oh, yes," she thought.  "We must do this
again, Athena, my dear."

"Good point," Mrs. Bohon replied with an evil grin.  Time to have
a little fun with the reporter.  "Okay, everyone.  Check Miss
Valentine to see if she is wearing invisible clothes!"

A collective "Yes!" rang out through the room as the students ran
to the desks that were closest to the unaware Athena.  Most had
wanted to really touch Athena at the gym, but were a little
scared.  This time they were not going to miss the chance of
touching and hopefully further humiliating their hated
prim-and-proper classmate.  

Hands began to touch the golden flesh as a glazed-eyed Athena
walked by.  Timidly at first, with a quick touch or poke, then
with an increasing boldness, the firm tanned skin began to be
openly caressed. 

Athena took no notice of anything going on around her. Instead of
lessening, all she knew was that the terrible heat within her was
still there, and seemed to be strangely increasing as well.  She
was dreaming of that magic moment when she found Paige crouched
between her thighs in the shower, licking her, tasting of her
very essence.  "Oh, my!" she thought guiltily.  "How wonderful
that was!"  She knew it was only part of her bizarre daydream,
but she could still feel Page's hands all over her proud body! 
It was exquisite and Athena felt like purring!

 From her desk at the front of the room, Mrs. Bohon watched the
fondling of the beautiful reporter with increasing impatience. 
So far no one had touched Athena's breasts or cunt.  "What's the
matter with these kids, anyway?" she thought.  "Do I have to show
them how to do everything?"

Finally, as Athena was drifting up the second aisle, a hand
flashed up to tweak Athena's stiff left nipple!  It was Patty! 
The hand pinched and pulled on the hard heated treat, then rolled
it between her fingers.

"OH!" the befuddled reporter cried and stopped for a moment.  She
closed her eyes and fought to regain control again.  Page's
wonderful touch had almost brought her to climax, but Athena's
churning mind could not accept this! 

"If I cum every single time Paige touches me, she'll know just
how weak I truly am.  It will be the Devereux family all over
again!  My...my sex madness could control me forever!  No!  I am
Athena Valentine, the Superior Woman.  I am in control!  I am in
control!"

But the moment she started her journey once again, Athena  could
only think of Paige and how her body was still reacting to the
teen's touches even now.  It only made Athena want her all the
more.

The over-stimulated Athena soon could only stagger helplessly
from desk to desk, and then stop for a moment before proceeding.
It seemed to the students that she was deliberately stopping to
let each girl touch her wherever they wanted.  But that wasn't at
all true, of course.  Athena was having trouble even standing
now, and would only stop to try and catch her heaving breath. 
But the stops only made it worse for her instead of better.  

At one desk, hands eagerly came up to work the high-set breasts,
pulling and twisting Athena's impudent nipples.  

"Oh, please stop, Paige," Athena moaned to the delight of the
class, then staggered off to the next eager set of hands.

Other hands began to lightly spank and pinch the jutting
buttocks, while still others slyly slipped between Athena's firm
thighs to touch and enter the remarkably sopping cunt and caress
its delightfully bare mound.

Athena was soon walking slower and slower.  The stop at each desk
was becoming longer and longer.  Her body was completely out of
control.  The terrible pressure was building even more than
before, to cum...to Cum...to CUM!  Oh, God!  Why wouldn't Paige
stop touching her?  Couldn't she see what terrible effect her
beautiful small hands were having on her?  Sweet plain Paige.  So
wonderful.  Finally Athena's shaking legs could hold her no
longer.

She fell to the floor and began crawling down the aisle on all
fours, but the incredible sensations never stopped!  Athena had
no idea where she was going or why.  She only had an instinctive
feeling that if she stopped, she would never start again.  She
would simply surrender herself forever to her own sex-mad body
and never turn back!

The class went wild as they watched the prim, always immaculate
Athena Valentine crawling naked on the floor, breasts swaying
beneath her, pussy slit being revealed as she slowly crawled
across the classroom floor.  Sensing victory close at hand,
knowing that they finally had the upper hand over the senior,
every student in the class used the opportunity to work on the
haughty Miss Valentine.  Many took their opportunity with a
vengeance and some more than once!  Lesbian or straight it did
not matter.  The beautiful Athena had gotten to them all.  Sex
was in the very air and there was no stopping what was to come. 
The desks were pulled away and they surrounded the helpless
crawling figure, ready for the kill.  

At her desk, Mrs. Bohon licked her lips and watched with wonder
at what was happening in her classroom.  She had a hand up her
skirt and was carefully pleasuring herself.

"Suspension?" muttered Bohon.  "Public disgrace?  Jail?  Who
cares!  Let them do what they want to me.  Watching this bitch
finally get what's coming to her will be well  worth it!  Oh,
yes!!"

As Athena slowly crawled, every orifice of her body was carefully
and lovingly violated.  Her dangling swollen breasts were
pummeled and sucked and squeezed endlessly, the nipples even more
so.  "PLEASE!!" Athena shouted from her sex-filled dreams to her
unseen tormentors, but there was no stopping, no turning back for
the class.

The crawling figure stopped, unable to continue.  "Paige, oh,
Paige," she whispered, for what was left of her mind was only
filled with the young teen, holding her, loving her.  Paige was
touching her as only Paige could do, and Athena found she could
resist the young girl no longer.  She had to give in!

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" screamed Athena as her body stiffened and
a series of monstrous climaxes began to sweep over her.  Some of
the class jumped back in shock, but the others never stopped
their defilement of the proud senior.  On and on the climaxes
came, each more devastating then the last, until the destroyed
reporter could take no more and collapsed unconscious upon the
cold linoleum floor in a pool of her own sweat and juices. 

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