Toms Sexual Awakening
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Several weeks passed and Tom and Lynette found themselves drawn into more and more school social and extra-curricular events. Tom was running with the cross-country team and their first race date was approaching. Their chorus class was rehearsing for a concert and Lynette had a brief solo in one of the numbers. Their friendship with Roberta and Simon was burgeoning and one day at lunch Roberta asked Lynette about dating.
“Lynette, Simon and I’ve noticed that you don’t seem interested in boys. Hell, every boy who’s asked you out, I’ve seen you politely shoot them down. The only boy you really pay attention to is your brother. I’d like to invite you to go on some of our gang’s group dates or parties, but...”
Lynette stopped her. “Yeah, Roberta, I know. And I can’t believe that no one’s asked me, or Tom either, about why we don’t date. Until you did now. Tom and I don’t date for a reason. Last year in school, when I refused dates, I kinda got a rep that I was frigid or a lezzie...”
“The Avery Program taught us not to label...” Roberta started.
“Yeah, I know that. It’s kinda amazing, actually. There’s no bullying here, no put-downs. Let me see ... I’ll ask Tom when he gets here if he wants to get together with you and Simon to talk about it ... oh here they come. Can we get together with you after school?”
Roberta nodded, “Sure.”
Simon and Tom arrived at their table and sat.
Lynette leaned over and whispered, “Tom, how about us getting together with Roberta and Simon after school?”
He nodded. “Sure.”
Lynette asked Roberta, “Where should we meet? Is today okay?”
Roberta looked at Simon. “Sweetie, we’re gonna meet up with them after school. How ‘bout Romano’s? Right after school?”
Simon nodded, “Yeah, sounds good.” He looked at Tom. “They’re not close but they have the best pizza,” he grinned.
After the lunch period ended and they were headed to class, Lynette told Tom about her conversation with Roberta.
“So I think we need to tell them a little about us, sweetie,” she finished.
“Is that a good idea? I mean, if the word gets out...”
“We’ll sound them out. I think what they learned in the Avery Program about spreading stories and being sensitive about others will help them keep quiet. You’ve noticed that there’s no bullying and rot like that here?”
Tom looked dubious. “Yeah ... well, maybe.”
After school they were delayed a few minutes by their chorus teacher; then they rode their bikes the dozen blocks to the pizza place. When they walked in, they noticed Simon at a table in the far corner, and went there.
“Roberta nipped off to the ... oh, here she comes,” Simon said. “The menu’s on the wall. Order at the counter. We’ve already ordered.”
Lynette whispered her choice to Tom, who went to order.
“Sorry we were delayed,” she told them. “Our chorus teacher kept us a little longer to tell us that the drama department is planning to do a musical for the Christmas performance and they wanted singers from our class. And they wanted ME! I have a solo in a chorus number and the drama teacher heard me.”
Tom rejoined them. “Yeah, Lynette has a sweet voice. They asked her to be in the musical; it’s ‘The Mikado,’ you know, Gilbert and Sullivan.”
“Oi, we heard they were doing that,” Roberta said. “One of the lead roles is gonna be Amelia Hadad, you know, the girl who’s the youngest person to be knighted.”
“Yes, she came in with the drama teacher. She’s playing Yum-Yum. And they want me to do Pitti-Sing; she’s something like Yum-Yum’s sister, I think. There are seven songs where I’d have a solo and some chorus singing too. Half the chorus class signed up. Tom did too!”
Tom looked sour. “Yeah. They made me sign up. I have a deeper baritone voice. But I’m not auditioning for any named roles; I’ll tell you that! Amelia told Lynette that she didn’t have to audition; her lower soprano voice was perfect for the role. What’s it called? Mezzo-soprano.”
Roberta looked at Tom. “Are there a lot of male roles in it that need a deep voice?”
Tom nodded. “Apparently. Um, three? Four? Lynnie, do you remember?”
“Well, they said the emperor and two nobles, at least,” Lynette mused. “Tom agreed to be in the chorus. I think they already have the male leads picked out.”
“Well, if Amelia is in it, it should be good. She was in a play last year that had the newspaper critics in an uproar. She got rave reviews and for something like two or three weeks, there were agents hounding her to sign up with them,” Simon offered.
“Wow,” Lynette mused, “she seemed so ... demure? when she was speaking to the chorus class. Quiet, but I could feel her projecting her passion for her acting.”
Tom nodded. “She was magnetic. Did you see her eyes? Even though she spoke quietly, I noticed that her eyes were flashing and she had the total attention of everyone in the room.”
Roberta smiled. “She’s quite a person. Everyone who meets her loves her. Her boyfriend’s quite a hunk too. Those two have a real history here. When they tried to start the Program here last year, he decked four adults who were trying to strip her...”
“Wait, what? I heard something about that happening!” Tom exclaimed. “That was Amelia?”
“Yeah, Jeremy and Amelia,” Simon agreed. “Word is that they were the ones who got our school out of having to run the Naked in School Program. Along with Amelia’s guardians, that is. That’s how she got into helping with the Avery Program and she got knighted for, um ... she helped with some research that showed that continuing the Program would cost the government millions of quid. And then they—she and her guardians—showed another way—um, a better way to get kids to relate to each other than by being naked, anyway. That’s the Avery Program.”
“Don’t forget Jeremy the hunk, honey,” Roberta giggled. “Rumor’s that he was doing that blog that exposed a lot of the Program’s problems. That got the tabloids involved and turned people’s opinions against the Program.”
“Well, I can’t disagree with you about how bad the Program was,” Lynette remarked. “Remember, I told you this summer that we saw it happening at our old school but happily I didn’t get picked. Tom and I transferred here to avoid it.”
Roberta grimaced. “Yeah, I remember those stories you told last summer. Brrrr. What you heard from the kids at that other school on the north side. That was horrid. I wonder how things are there now...”
Lynette frowned. “Oh right. I did hear from one of the girls, Sarah, she’s the one who was in that Year Nine sex demonstration class, emailed me with some news right around when school began. They kept the Program going there ‘cause her school was getting government money for it, but nobody’s being forced to do it now. She told me that they’re gonna have a super hard time getting anyone to volunteer, though. And oh yeah, Jess—the girl whose cousin Rita was raped—told her that the rapists had been identified and arrested and not only were they to be tried as adults, they were also subject to more severe penalties because they assaulted a Program participant. The school’s head teacher was sacked and the governors were replaced. She said that Rita’s doing fairly well, it seems she’s very resilient, and her family’s lawsuit against the local education people—the LEA, I think she said—is moving ahead now. All good news on that front.”
“Nice to hear good news like that,” Roberta smiled. “But I’m curious about something you and Tom did—and conflicted ‘cause we’ve been taught not to be nosey about other people’s affairs. So if it would bother you to talk about it, forget I asked, but you’ve never mentioned why you both dropped out of your Avery class. When it happened, the kids in that class were talking about how you and Tom had walked out and never came back, but then everybody got quiet about it and no one mentions it anymore. I know that the Avery Program teaches us not to spread rumors or tell tales about others, but...”
Lynette interrupted, “But that’s why we wanted to see you two now; you’ve become our closest friends. Tom and Simon are cross-country teammates too. So now, at lunch you asked me why I don’t date—why I don’t even hang out with any boys.” She looked at Tom.
He said, “And I don’t hang with any girls either. It’s related to why I dropped out of the Avery class and why Lynette supported me. But the reason’s terribly sensitive—we like you both and don’t want to mislead you or tell you lies.”
Lynette continued, “It’s very simple. We hope you won’t spread our story and trust you. It’s that Tom and I are committed to each other.”
Simon and Roberta gasped. “But...” Roberta began.
“But we’re brother and sister?” Tom asked. They nodded. “That’s true in a legal sense but actually we’re not related at all in any biological way.”
“Sorry... ?” Simon began, but Roberta said, “Oi! Different sets of parents, right?”
“Exactly!” Lynette agreed. “When my mom met Tom’s dad, Tom and I met too, and we fell in love all the way back then. We didn’t know it was love then, but we soon found that we were soulmates in every way. Our parents got married back then and that made us step-siblings. Look, turn it around. My mom pointed this out to me when we discussed my relationship with Tom. What if Tom and I had met first, fallen in love, and maybe gotten engaged—and then our parents had met and gotten married? People would have thought, ‘Oh, how cool is that?’ But flip the timing around; they married first, so society’s taboo on intimacy between siblings, even unrelated step-siblings, rears its head. But our situation is no different than if Tom and I had gotten together first. So that’s why we have to be very careful.”
“And that’s mostly why I couldn’t do the Avery stuff,” Tom said. “Lynnie and I had been doing things exactly like those bonding exercises from when we were what? ten years old?—so doing the exact same things with another girl felt so wrong. It wasn’t like I was cheating Lynnie, actually, but it was more like cheating myself. I couldn’t make myself do something with another girl that I only wanted to do with her.”
Roberta and Simon stared at him, then Lynette, both openmouthed and speechless.
Lynette giggled. “I did some reading on babies and pet animals. According to those articles, what happened is that I imprinted on Tom. Doing that bonding stuff with someone else went against his psyche.”
Roberta sighed and leaned back. She was unaware that she had been holding her breath.
“Oh my god,” she breathed. “Oi, I can see a little how you felt! Simon and I were pretty close before we did the Avery Program and when I was in it and when we got separated to work with other partners, it felt awkward at first, like I was being unfaithful.”
“Hell, it sure did!” Simon chimed in. “After every session, Roberta would come to me, tears in her eyes, to ask me if I still loved her. But we stuck it out and after a couple of days, the pain became bearable and then something clicked; we found that we could love more than one person, and then doing the exercises was awesome.”
“Yes, but the love we felt for the others was a different kind of love, sweetie,” Roberta agreed. “Our teachers told us that the different loves could be parental love, sibling love, romantic love, friend love, and that a person can love all kinds of ways without being unfaithful.”
Tom put his hands up. “Stop. You just said it right then. What Lynette and I experienced together was all those loves at once. Well, not parental, obviously. We were at first, absolute best friends and siblings too, then that quickly became romantic love. We bonded on all of those levels and for me, Lynette probably became an exclusive object of my love.”
“Can you see how Tom must have felt, Roberta, after your initial Avery experience?” Lynette asked. “If you were uncomfortable with the first few bonding sessions, how do you think Tom was affected? And me, as well?”
“Oh shit, you’re right,” Roberta breathed. “Simon and I love each other and we’re certain that it’s for the long term. But school romances don’t always last, we’ve been told. We hope ours will last.”
“I sure do,” Simon interrupted. “What I found out about myself during the Avery Program was that I could have intimate connections between me and a number of girls where we could snog with each other but still return to our chosen partner. Roberta and I have a real connection, but I also feel pretty close to many of the other girls in our group.”
Roberta agreed with his comment, and said, “I feel the same way. Our teacher told us ‘Love does not divide, it multiplies’ and said it was a quote from a famous science fiction writer—don’t recall the writer’s name. We learned about plural marriages and group families as being an extreme example of this kind of love. But I could never be romantically in love with more than one boy, even after the Avery Program.”
“But do you feel any discomfort seeing Simon kissing and almost groping another girl like we saw you guys doing last summer?” Lynette pressed.
“Hmmm. Well. You gotta realize that...” Roberta started. “Whew. Cripes, that’s a fair question. Let me get my thoughts in order. There’s a lot of emotional rubbish and other rot that that brings up. Okay, during our Avery sessions we all got really, really intimate with each other. We spilled our souls doing the role-playing, and whilst in the massage sessions we touched and caressed each other—especially when the teacher wasn’t paying attention, anyway—as we were learning how touch brings pleasure. So the, um, groping you saw was just more of doing what we were used to doing. I couldn’t do that touching with a random group, even if they were kids from other Avery groups, I’m sure. And no, I wasn’t uncomfortable, since both Simon and I did those things in our Avery sessions. Is that what you mean?”
Lynette shuddered. “Yeah. Hearing that, I’m really so glad I pulled out, but Tom...”
“Yeah, I’d of never made it,” Tom affirmed. His face was pale. “Simon, how did you feel seeing your honey doing crap with other boys?”
Simon shrugged. “It’s what Roberta said. At first I duffed through the motions, just following along. I saw she wasn’t into any of it at first too, but then things began to change.”
Lynette muttered, “Brainwashing...”
“Sorry... ?” Simon asked.
Lynette looked at him. “I just got this random thought. I noticed that the teachers’ instructions in the classes seemed mildly hypnotic and there was lots of repetition. I’m wondering whether the Avery Program uses, intentionally or deliberately, elements of psychological conditioning to make you guys more accepting of what they’re doing?”
Roberta looked thoughtful. “That’s a really wild idea, Lynette. A lot of us in that program have discussed our feelings and Simon and I are the only ones who reacted the way I described to you. Even Julie and Harry, the ones who became mentors and were pretty committed to each other before the Avery Program, were right on board with it from the beginning.”
Tom laughed, “Say, maybe that’s why the two of you clicked with Lynnie and me; we all kinda felt weirded out by the Avery Program at first.”
They all laughed.
Roberta continued, “So I can see those two liking it ‘cause they’re both so empathetic. Why they got to be mentors. I guess that makes them feel close to lots of other people and not feel threatened about losing their partner’s affections.”
“That’s awfully perceptive, Roberta,” Lynette remarked. “But are there any other kids who were couples before the Avery Program?”
“Hmmm, I don’t think so. Simon, honey, anyone you remember?”
“Well, a few of the blokes were dating before, but I can’t think of any serious romances. Harry and Julie, sure. And us, of course.”
Tom asked, “How long have you two been an item, if I may ask?”
Roberta giggled. “We live ‘cross the street from each other all our lives, actually. We hung in our little group whilst growing up, and then when he found out that girls didn’t give the boys cooties, he began asking me to do ‘dates’ with him.”
“Oh how cute,” Lynette smiled. “Two more soulmates.”
“Yeah, and we’re both the only child in our families,” Simon mentioned. “That made our relationship closer, I guess. Someone our own age to talk about stuff.”
Lynette sighed and looked at Simon, then Roberta. “Well, back to our own revelation. Tom and I don’t date ‘cause we’re already an item. But we can’t come out of the closet on this; you can certainly see why. So how can we handle it in school?”
Roberta shrugged. “It might sound crazy but I think that if the two of you came to social events together, it wouldn’t really matter. Almost every Year 11’s been through Avery so there’ll be little or no gossip. I don’t think anyone will push you for details. Many of the kids don’t know you so they don’t know you’re related. Honey, what do you think?”
“Same, I guess. We’ve been taught not to label people or their relationships. I think all the blokes I know won’t question Tom about dating and if they find out that Lynette’s his stepsister, I don’t think that they’d care.”
Soon the couples finished talking and left for their homes. On the way home, Tom thought about their conversation, but was paying attention to the traffic so he didn’t speak to Lynette. When they arrived home, he had made a decision.
“So sweetie,” he said, “let’s do what they said; we’ll act like a couple but cool it on any romantic displays. You think that would work?”
Lynette smiled at him. “I had the same thoughts, darling. Isn’t it weird that they had the same initial reaction as us when they started their Avery Program?”
“Yah. Sure is. I get nice vibes from them too, and Simon is a really straight guy. He and Roberta make a cute couple. This year is so much better than last; I’ve made several friends already.”
“Great. Do you ever want to go out with your new friends for a boys-only play date?” she grinned.
“Ah, well...”
“Oh, don’t think you have to spend all of your time with me,” Lynette assured him. “I’d like to have time to go do girlie stuff with my new friends, too, you know.”
“Oh. Sure. It’s just ... well, I never had friends like I do now. This is a whole new experience. I won’t ever ignore you, though, Lynnie.”
She hugged him. “Oh, I know you won’t, darling. You do need to spread your wings and get some social experience.”
She kissed him and he wrapped his arms around her in a passionate embrace.
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When Kevin returned to his flat, he discovered Amelia and Jeremy sitting at the desk in the main room, noses buried in Amelia’s laptop. Amelia jumped up, ran to Kevin, and hugged him tightly. “Oh, Kevin, I love you so much!” she exclaimed. Then she pulled back slightly and blushed. “Ahh, I mean ... You came so fast when I needed you ... OH! You’re like family, the brother I never had and you look out for me so well and...” “Amelia ... Amelia, sweetie, I love you too, you’re like the sister...
Thursday "Your attention, please. There will be a schedule change for Friday. All students will report to the auditorium instead of going to homeroom. There will be a very special announcement that you will not want to miss. Students that are in The Program this week will wear clothes on Friday. Thank you. Friday As requested, all the students at Wolf Creek Middle School filed into the auditorium. This was something that was unusual for assemblies. As they were filing in, they were checked...
It was Saturday morning and the big day had come for meeting the couple whom Tom and Lynette had begun to think of as the Coris superstars. Once again they were able to hitch a ride to Amelia’s house with Harry and Julie and arrived there, to be met by Elliot Hadad, Amelia’s father. “Hi there, Julie, Harry,” he greeted them. “And that large guy there is Tom, isn’t it?” He laughed. “I’m bad with names but how could I forget Tom and Lynette? Welcome. Amelia isn’t home yet but she’s on the way...
Several days before the end of the holidays, Angela received a thick packet of materials in the mail from an independent London school which her research had turned up. It appeared to be a good school, and being independent, didn’t have to run the Program. She had contacted the school for enrollment information, and it had just arrived. Lynette came into the room. “What’s all that, Mom?” she asked, looking at the papers and brochures. “I’ve been checking out some other schools for you...
When they got inside their home, their parents were watching TV. “Hi, Mom, Dad,” Lynette called. Tom echoed her, “Hi.” Angela asked, “How did the rehearsal go?” Tom chuckled. “Mostly okay but Dixon is still annoyed with us cracking up every time Danny pulls another funny stunt in his ‘Little List’ number. She wants us to look surprised, not to laugh.” Lynette remarked, “The numbers I’m in are really coming together. I just adore Amelia, though; she’s so good at her part and a really hard...
“Remember when we told the kids about The Program?” asked Kevin. “Gad, that was one of the hardest things I have ever,” replied Kari. “I didn’t know how to approach telling them about the nudity in school.” “I thought they took it pretty well. I thought they would put up more of a fuss about it.” “Except for Kate. I knew she would think it was a great idea,” said Kari. It was the day before the kids would start school. The family was eating dinner. When they were done, Kari and Kevin...
Kevin spoke, “All right, we saved this part of our presentation for the last because after that death-blow Denise just administered to the viability of your Program, we’ve got what perhaps could be a lifeline. You folks on the Program Committee couldn’t offer a way to do the Program here at Norwich Academy basically because there isn’t one. What if we try to take off the blinders and look at the Program’s objectives in a completely different way? Have a paradigm shift? “You all probably have...
“Michael, breakfast. Time to get up!” Mrs Carver’s call was unnecessary as Michael had been laying awake for ages. In fact he had scarcely slept a wink the whole night. He had twisted and turned trying to think of something, anything, that would take his mind off the fate that lay before him on that bright sunny morning. The sun streamed into his room through the half open slats in the blinds beckoning him to get out of bed and enjoy what life had to offer. Michael groaned and pulled the duvet...
For the first time in a long while, I woke up after a good night's sleep. I hadn't slept that well since Mom left Dad and me. I actually looked forward to going to school, well, almost anyway. I still wasn't enjoying being naked in school. The only part I was looking forward to, was seeing Kathy again. I still couldn't believe I had asked her out for a date. Granted, I was going to be playing basketball, but still, I would have a chance to talk to her afterwards. Somehow, I knew this week...
When Angela finished describing Tom’s psychological history from Toronto to Dr Taylor, she mentioned that Tom also had a psychological evaluation done in Munich, and there were copies of all of the doctors’ reports in Tom’s records that she had brought to the school office. She finished her discussion with the head teacher. “So you see, Dr Taylor, we’ve known about Tom’s phobia for more than four years. And it’s apparently not getting any better; it may even be worse,” Angela...
Their third city was Berlin, where the group visited attractions ranging from the East Side Gallery to the Berlin Philharmonic. They were to stay four days and the accommodations had four quad rooms with two each connecting; this housed eight boys and eight girls. Two double rooms housed the remaining boy pair and girl pair, and Tom and Lynette shared a double. The large quad rooms of the rooming arrangement allowed the whole troop to congregate in one of them in the evenings where they hung...
The scene at Norwich Academy the following Monday morning was quite different from any other morning. The arriving students were all subdued, walking into the building and keeping mostly to themselves. Occasionally a few kids gathered to exchange some hasty comments but broke up just as quickly. Amelia, still moving fairly carefully, went to the office and handed in a note from the hospital that stated that she was not to engage in any strenuous activity or one where her surgical area could...
A week passed quietly; Amelia scheduled her doctor’s appointment for the coming Friday afternoon. One evening midweek, as the three were discussing how their days went, Amelia mentioned that the school had a new head teacher, Mr Hanford. “Miss Pittsdon left the school to move away ‘cuz her husband was transferred to Scotland,” Amelia said. “The new head isn’t very friendly.” “In what way?” Kevin asked. “He’s making new rules and won’t discuss them with students to give reasons. He made...
As the group gathered in the reception hall, a number of people appeared, entering the room from its main entrance. Kevin and Denise looked at them curiously, but Amelia grabbed Kevin’s arm. “It’s the prime minister!” she whispered to him in shock. “The education secretary too!” Wixom entered the room following Grayson, ushering in several other distinguished-looking individuals. Grayson, with Wixom at her elbow, walked up to Amelia and took her hands. “Wonderful to see you again, Amelia,...
“I knew we would have to deal with our kids when we found out about the Program, but I didn’t think we would have to help other family’s kids,” said Kevin. “True,” replied Kari, “but we had the opportunity and it really didn’t cost us anything.” Kevin laughed. “I was just kidding. I didn’t mind helping out. It isn’t the first time we have helped a kid from another family.” “True,” replied Kari, “but I never thought we would be helping out a kid in a situation like this.” Kari was...
Wednesday I woke to the alarm. At least, I was in my own bed this morning. I showered, dressed, and went downstairs for breakfast. I had about thirty minutes before I had to leave so I planned on having toast, cereal, and a banana. I was seated at the table and about to take a bite of toast when I got slapped on the back of my head. "What did I tell you last night," my aunt demanded. I was drawing a blank. There had been a lot of things that were said last night. "What are you doing...
My interest in sex really started when I was about teens. One Saturday morning in the 1950s I was at home whilst my parents had gone out to visit my gran. The only other person in the house was my brother, Joe, who was just over a year older than me. I was doing my homework downstairs when I hit a snag. I needed a ruler and I’d left mine at school. I knew my brother probably had one and popped up to his bedroom to borrow one. He mustn’t have heard me coming up the stairs and opening his...
I poured water into a bowl and had to bend over at the waist to place the bowls on the ground. Mom told us that proper sluts face away from their betters at the table with their legs apart. I knew the old man was looking at my ass and even though he had already seen me naked I was freshly humiliated by his stares, coughs and sputtering comments about “seeing what I had for breakfast” from this angle. He and my mother joked as if I couldn’t hear their crude comments about my body. “She is...
December arrived, cold and wet. On the first Monday, sleet had begun falling in the early afternoon, as Kevin and Denise returned home to prepare for their evening meeting with the governors and National Program Committee officials. When the teens arrived home later, Jeremy told Kevin that he had arranged for the embassy driver to bring them to the school later. Kevin was packing his laptop as the teens came in. “Hi, Kevin, Denise,” the two echoed, then chuckled. Jeremy looked at Amelia....
Boys and girls, I want to thank you in advance for your positive attitudes about participating in the Naked in School program. I know many of you are nervous about taking off all your clothes and walking around school this week with nothing on. I’d like at this time to go over the rules of the program and hope that this will answer many of your questions, and maybe calm some of your apprehensions. At the end of this brief orientation, I’ll be happy to answer any questions and address any...
Monday, At School — The Principal He stared out the office window at the landscape of Bluff Oaks, Iowa, a lush but slightly arid town in Taylor County at the bottom of the state. It was a lovely day, the summer heat had subsided a bit, but the cool of the fall had not yet arrived. It was the third week of school, the first week of The Program. It was either going to be the best or the worst day of his life. It all depended on the eight children coming to his office, two from each class,...
I didn't know it when I got out of bed, but it was the beginning of the worst day of my life. I woke up, sore and still tired like I hadn't slept at all — which I don't anymore, not since ... Well, not in a few months at least. Definitely not since I had to come here. I woke up, sore but typical and rolled out of bed and waddled my fat ass to the bathroom to do the stuff I do there. I dressed in my uniform, now required by all the local schools and walked to the bus stop. The private bus...
When I began writing “Kevin and Denise,” I was responding to the idea that a world could exist where kids could be forced to be naked while attending school. These stories—almost 200 of them have been written—are set in such a universe, one which could exist only if the government adopts laws which ignore moral norms and interfere with people’s rights and their personal lives. Of course, that sounds just like our current government, right? The only difference between our government and the one...
Tuesday I woke to the sound of singing. That was odd. Usually, my aunt was yelling at me about one thing or another. Opening my eyes was kind of difficult. My eyes were crusted over with dried tears. Finally working them open, I saw Lisa pulling up a pair of underwear. The towel around her head told me she'd just gotten out of the shower. Seeing me looking at her, she smiled. "Good morning, sleepy head. If you want a shower before we go to school, you'd better hurry up." Jumping...
“Remember our school’s out adventure?” asked Kari. “That was a great trick that we pulled on the kids, wasn’t it?” “And it was a great trick that I pulled on you.” “And have I thanked you enough for doing that?” asked Kevin. “Yes, you have,” replied Kari as she passionately kissed her husband. The end of the school year was coming up for the Krill children and Kari and Kevin decided that the family should take a vacation. They discussed several possible places to go, before they finally...
The following day, the kids chosen as the student mentors began arriving right after Kevin and Denise got to the school. Jeremy and Amelia had recruited a number of candidates and Denise had chosen those who she felt were the best for the role—eight sixth-formers to make four mentor teams. After everyone had assembled in the classroom and introductions were done, Denise reviewed the jobs which the mentors would be doing. “Guys,” she said, “your jobs are very fluid, but fall into two areas....
Mary pulled up to the entrance to mall; not believing that she was actually going to be nude in the mall. After being in the mall the day before, being nude in the mall was all she could think about. Last night, she laid in bed, nude and had brought herself to a very satisfying orgasm as she thought about her nude adventure that was coming up. While she was in church with the Rogers, being nude in the mall was all that Mary could think about. If anyone had asked what pastor had talked about,...
My bare ass bounced up, and down on the back seat as we rode down the bumpy gravel road to leave Julie’s trailer park. “So basically our punishment is like Jenny’s training?” Julie asked a little too enthusiastically. I was shocked she was considering this without putting up a fight or an argument. She is lazy, selfish, greedy, and generally just like me only not quite as good at it. I would have slammed the door and walked back into that dump the moment I heard I had to take my skirt off...
That Saturday Kevin met Jeremy at the dojang for their weekly training. “Say, Jeremy,” Kevin said as he pulled on his dobak, your mom mentioned that you’ve gotten involved with writing about social problems.” “Oh yeah, I am,” he replied. “I think that governments and even religions have too much control over how people can treat each other, like when we were talking about honor killing—that’s a religious idea gone haywire, and the Naked in School Program, which is a crazy government...
Thursday I arrived early the following morning, and met up with Ren, so I could pay him for his services. I could tell he was still apprehensive about Principal Morris, so I suggested he speak with her himself after our meeting this morning. Once I was assured that he would be there to protect Tiffany, I headed off to Mrs. Morris's office having no idea what kind of reception I would receive when I arrived there. "May I come in," I asked after knocking? "Certainly Mr. Crothers, should...