Date: Sat, 21 Apr 2001 21:44:44 EDT
From: LCDRJMC@aol.com
Subject: Nanny3: Back to School Part 2

Nanny3: Back to School by LCDRJMC and Greatness

Part 2

****

Athena woke a short time later.  She quickly looked around, but found
herself alone in the empty gym.  "My God!" she mumbled "What happened?"

Her mind was still reeling and she rubbed her face with her hands to try
and clear it.  She was terribly embarrassed at what had just happened.  She
had done it again!  She had lost control and made a complete fool of
herself, right in front of a lowly sophomore!  Paige had made her cum by
just trying to help her!  How unbelievable!  All that trouble just to get
unstuck from the stupid position she had gotten herself into.  Becoming
stuck like that was really something that happened to other, lesser people.
It shouldn't have happened to someone like her at all.

She automatically patted her hands lightly over her hair, expecting to find
a terrible mess, but was pleasantly surprised to discover everything in
place.  Even her pumps were placed neatly beside her.  She checked her
clothes but could find nothing wrong.  The helpful teen had even buttoned
the top of her sweater, which Athena always left open to show at least a
hint of cleavage, sometimes more depending on the class and the teacher.
At least Paige was nice enough to have fixed her clothes for her before she
left.  Probably did it out of guilt, after having taken so long to free
her.  Of course, she could have stayed with her, to make sure everything
was all right, but there was no point in getting upset about that now.

She reasoned Paige must really like her to have done all of this just for
her, but then Athena knew all the girls at school liked or at least envied
her, so why not?  Still, what would she say when she saw the teen again?
They had some upcoming classes together so she had better be ready.  Did
Paige know that she...she had actually climaxed?  The teen had to know,
didn't she?  Or did she?  Was she really as stupid as she seemed?  She was
after all just an inexperienced sophomore.  Maybe she did not know what she
had done after all.  Even so, the girl's maladroit attempts to free her had
caused her to become half-undressed, and Paige was certain to tell everyone
all about that!  Athena Valentine, with her sweater over her head, braless,
and her head buried in the sand!  Oh, boy.  She could hear it now, "Athena,
the Golden Ostrich!!"  God, it was going to be all so humiliating!

She stamped her bare right foot in anger.  How dare that slip of a girl do
such a thing to her!  To put her, Athena Valentine, in a position of such
embarrassment that she'll probably have to be extra nice to everyone for
the rest of the day, just so they'll think nice of her and not say nasty
things about her today of all days.

"Paige!" she growled.  "You idiot!"  Well, it would be her word against
Paige's if it ever came to that, so why would anyone else have to know what
happened, or believe it if they did happen to hear something.  She would
just point out the facts of life to the teenager and talk about the future
a little.  Doing anything today about it was out of the question, but once
the prom was finished...watch out, Paige!  Athena would make certain to
remain in school just long enough to get the little bitch good.  "It'll be
payback time then, you stupid sophomore!" she whispered lovingly.  "My
time."

What a fool she must have looked!  The thought still made her burn.  Athena
hated to look foolish in front of anyone, and always made sure to make life
hell for the unlucky soul she thought had caused it.  This time though, at
least Paige did try to help her.  If the new, improved Athena Valentine had
found Paige with her ass in the air and her head stuck between the
bleachers, she would have just laughed and left her there.  She had far
more important things to take care of in her life, such as herself, and
today especially.

She slipped on her pumps and stood to leave.  Athena automatically looked
for her books, then suddenly remembered what happened.  "Oh, no!" she cried
out desperately.  Her books!  Her books were gone!  What happened to them?
She couldn't go to class without her books.  This was terrible.  She
couldn't even find her notebook.  Then she remembered!  Her notebook had
joined her other books in the darkness underneath the high stand of
bleachers.  She had dropped it when she had unaccountably climaxed!

"Damn that girl," she said, thinking of her rescuer.  She thought briefly
about going under the bleachers and then looking for everything, but the
chance of becoming caught again changed her mind.  She'd just have to think
of something to tell her teachers, especially that bitch Miss Bohon.  At
least she would have until after lunch to think of a plausible excuse.

She looked around hopelessly a final time, then quickly strode down the
bleachers and left the gym, her high heels clicking importantly as they
left tiny indented circles across the polished wooden floor.  A small
button from Athena's sweater remained behind on the top row.  It gleamed in
the bright light, even though there was no one there to see it.

****

As she walked to her first class, Athena began to notice her bra seemed
tight, like it was much too small.  That was odd, because it fitted
perfectly when she bought it.  She thought about going back to the gym and
changing it with the athletic bra she kept in her locker, but she was
already late for class and the last thing she wanted today was to get into
trouble.  It wouldn't have been so bad had her breasts not been so tender,
and her nipples so sensitive.  It almost felt like someone had been
squeezing them.  That was just how they felt whenever she had one of her
strange encounters with the Devereux clan.  The little girls were always
fascinated by her tits.  They would play with them even after she would
plead with them to stop and they grew sore from the girls' constant if
childish pawing.  That's the way they felt now, like someone had been
mauling them.  Athena couldn't figure out why that was the case.  The only
ones in the gym had just been Paige and her friends.  If a boy had walked
in, Athena would have died for sure, before he even laid a hand on her,
helpful or otherwise!

* * * *

She stopped in front of the closed door.  "Shit.  It's started already,"
she complained.  It was Introduction to Astronomy and they were reviewing
constellations today.  Unless she could slip in unnoticed, she will have to
stand in front of the entire class and invent some lame excuse before she
could take her seat.  Normally this would not have been a problem at all,
but she still felt oddly shaken from the gym and for once truly wanted to
fade into the background for a time.

"Okay, you can do this," she said quietly.  She made the mistake of taking
a deep breath to calm down and her breasts tingled wildly in their tight
cups.

"Oh!  I've got to stop doing that!"  Athena wanted to massage her chest to
clear away these distracting sensations, but to do that out here in the
hall was impossible.

"To hell with it," she muttered.  Praying there was a slide show or
something else going on to keep the room nice and dark, Athena opened the
door and walked in.

 "Ah, finally decided to join us I see," said Mr. Doge.  He was a
middle-aged man with short, thinning hair in jeans and sports jacket, and
was standing in front of a neatly drawn representation of the constellation
Orion.

Fortunately, this teacher was one of her greatest fans, and Athena flashed
him her best smile, but even he was prone to sarcasm on occasion.

"Had some business in the gym to take care of.  It's prom night, you know."

"No!  You don't say!  Very well, please take your seat Miss Valentine, and
we shall continue."

Normally very happy to be at the center of attention, Athena suddenly felt
very nervous at the stares she received from her fellow students as she
made her way to her seat.  Instead of her usual haughty way of meeting them
glance for glance, this time she lowered her eyes to avoid their looks and
almost ran to her desk.  She couldn't understand why she was suddenly so
embarrassed.  After she was seated, she shook her head to clear it of her
strange confusion.  "No, this isn't right at all," she thought.  "I'm the
one in charge here, not them."

She sat up straight and regally returned everyone's look, before ignoring
them completely and focusing her attention on the teacher.  Everyone then
followed her example and turned to face the front of the room.

"Ah," she said softly.  "That's more like it."  The Superior Woman strikes
again!

After a time, Athena wished she had in fact gone back to change her
strangely fitting bra before coming to class.  The longer she wore it the
more her breasts seemed to tingle.  It almost felt like someone was
constantly squeezing them every time she breathed.  Her breasts were always
a little sensitive.  It was one thing of the many things she liked about
her body. She especially loved the way they bounced as she walked.  But the
way the bra felt, it was having way too much of an effect on her.  Not only
were her tits all tingly, but her pussy seemed to be tingling in response
as well.  Athena decided that she had better take one of her dwindling
supply of pills as soon as possible, before these wonderful feelings got
out of hand.  Her next class was gym, and she always kept the pills in her
locker there, just in case.  Strange she had never felt the need for them
at all until this week.

"I'm probably just nervous about the prom," she thought.  "That's all it
is."

Athena's astronomy class went as it always did.  Her teacher was of course
always looking at her.  She would smile shyly and cross her legs at the
knee and let a slender foot dangle at the end of a bare, shapely calf.  He
would just watch her swing it back and forth.  At add a little spice, she
sometimes would lean forward a little to adjust one of her pumps, being
careful to have at least a few buttons on her top carelessly undone first.
The net result of this simple routine was that Athena kept very getting
good grades without doing much of anything.

Normally she loved doing things like this, but today was different somehow.
Athena did enjoy the power she discovered that she had over men, but after
what happened earlier, even Mr. Doge's normal stares made her a little
uneasy, like she was sitting there naked or something.  It didn't help much
the way her head still hurt from her own stupidity earlier, and the
terribly distracting sensations she kept receiving from the bra that was
constantly squeezing her sensitive chest.

She tried flexing her shoulders to ease the pressure on her poor breasts
but when she pulled them back, a gasp was heard from the boys in the room
while her teacher turned very pale and dropped the marker he was holding.
In her disgust at their immature behavior, she never noticed the loss of
two more buttons from the front of her sweater.

"Oh, damn," Athena thought as she reluctantly stopped moving her shoulders.
"That was starting to feel good, too.  Can't a girl get any privacy around
here?"  Guys were always watching her, even as they pretended not to.  She
couldn't move without causing some kind of heart-stopping reaction.  How
silly can you get?

At last the ordeal of Beginning Astronomy was over and she gratefully got
up to leave.  Her teacher obviously wanted to talk to her about something
after class, and she was pretty certain about what.  His continuous stares
at her chest had become more than obvious during the last half of the
class, the pig, but Athena couldn't understand what he was getting so
worked up about.  This time she was absolutely innocent.  She knew her
exquisite sweater was completely buttoned.  She had of course checked it
before she left the gym this morning.  Athena did not have the patience for
his drooling foolishness today, so she just gave him a coy smile and
slipped out with the others.

Athena was looking forward to leaving the juvenile world of men for a
while, even if it was only for her miserable gym class.  At least she could
relax for a time and not have to worry about anything.  Being the constant
object of every boy's lustful yearnings was very exciting, but to her
surprise it also became tiring after a while.  There was never a moment
during the school day without someone's eyes on her, undressing her, loving
her.  Every gesture, every move she made was watched.  Even now, just
walking down the hall she could feel their every glance, and they weren't
even looking at her lovely face or even her great legs.  Oh, no!  Not them!
They were all staring at her chest, the animals.

The way the morning had gone, Athena was badly in need of a break from
anything having to do with sex.  At least in the gym the other girls
wouldn't be staring at her constantly with such ravenous eyes.

Without thinking, Athena headed for the administration office to check her
mail box for any special instructions she might be getting from the
principle or the other office workers.  It was in the opposite direction of
where she needed to be, but the senior was feeling a little confused and
she had already walked over half-way there before she realized her mistake.
She hurriedly walked the remainder of the way to the office, but the only
message she found there was a reminder to water the office plants today.

"College degree and all they can think of for me to do is to water the
lousy plants!" grumbled Athena in disgust.

She started back towards the gym, unable to shake how tingly she was
feeling.  Athena had been feeling oddly sexy all morning, ever since the
weird incident with Paige at the gym, and it was slowly getting worse.  She
still could not understand how her bra could shrink so much.  The constant
squeezing of her trapped breasts was becoming very distracting, it felt so
delightful, even if breathing did make them somewhat sore.  The answering
tingles coming from between her legs didn't help either!  She found herself
wondering foolishly if she should start buying all of her clothes a few
sizes too small.

"Focus, girl, focus," Athena warned herself.  Today of all days she needed
a clear head and she did not have anything close to one at the moment.  She
needed to document everything about today for her story, yet all she could
think about was her swelling breasts.  It was definitely pill time.

"Maybe I should take two, just to be sure?" she wondered as she continued
swiftly down the hall.  She hated taking any, she had so few.

"Oh, no!" she said and stopped abruptly.  It was Tara, Stephanie, and
Trisha, and they were walking purposefully towards her.  They were seniors
and her best friends here.  Until her arrival at Elizabeth Borden, they
were the considered elite of the social set and at one time Athena marked
them as her chief rivals.  After she had pushed them aside and effectively
taken their place, she had put on her best manners and made sure they all
became the best of friends.

But two nights ago something happened with them that Athena was still
trying to understand.  Something happened which made her wonder if the
girls were really all that friendly with her after all.

**** [Two days earlier]

Athena drove up the long circular driveway in her silver SUV.  The
monstrous vehicle, one of the biggest on the market, was leased by her
editor.  She told him she needed it to maintain her image and that was
that.  It was far too large for her, but she loved it anyway, especially
the way it let her drive in style while towering over the other drivers,
another symbol of her natural superiority.  It was one of the things she
was going to hate giving up once her assignment was over.

The expensive home belonged to the parents of her friend, Tara.  The
parents were at a club function this evening, which left Tara alone with
her younger sister.  A select group of seniors was spending the night there
and Athena had consented to drop by for a visit.  Her prize was assured and
she really had no need to cultivate their friendship any longer, but she
realized it could not hurt to maintain her circle of important friends for
a short time longer.

She parked directly in front, and walked up to the double doors of dark
polished wood.  Athena tried both bell and brass knocker without any
results.  She was about to leave when she finally noticed a hastily
scribbled note taped to a nearby window that said, "Come on in!"

"It figures," Athena muttered and she let herself in.

She stood in the wide foyer, observing with satisfaction the obvious
opulence of her surroundings.  From the large crystal chandelier to the
highly polished wood of the floor, it was a place of elegance and obvious
good taste.  Athena thought of the much more humble surroundings she grew
up in, and shook her head.  This was the way to go.

Athena was startled out of her reverie by the sudden appearance of a tall,
laughing red-head rushing past her, her long bare legs flashing under the
long tee shirt she was wearing.

"Hi, Stephanie," she called after the apparition disappeared around a
corner.

Two other girls appeared just as suddenly, obviously in pursuit of the
first.  All were dressed the same as Stephanie.  Trisha, a slim brunette
with very short hair, continued the chase while Tara, a short buxom girl
with long blonde hair, stopped panting in front of the disapproving Athena.

"Play time?" asked Athena sarcastically.

"Sure," said Tara.  "Why not get comfortable and join us?  I've got some
spare shirts upstairs if you don't want to get your clothes mussed."

"No thanks," Athena said primly.  Athena knew she looked very good in her
dark green ribbed top, black form-fitting slacks and dark brown boots, and
she wasn't about to change for anyone.  Besides, being the only one really
dressed in the group made her feel very superior.  "I'll just wait in the
living room until you're finished."

"Go on upstairs to my room, then.  Second door on the left.  We'll be done
in a minute.  That Stephanie.  Boy, is she fast!"

Athena nodded her consent, and turned to go up the winding staircase.  She
stopped suddenly when she felt a familiar pat on her buttocks!  She turned
to protest, but Tara had already gone.  She hated it whenever her friend
did that to her.  It just wasn't right.  Of course, Tara thought it was a
big joke, like most things, and was always touching her one way or another
just to irritate her.

It was obvious the evening's drinking had already started in earnest and
she wondered if she should just leave before things really became crazy.
If only her editor wasn't so insistent lately.  It was really his idea that
she attend as many parties as possible, although she wasn't sure if this
really qualified as such.

As she made her way to Tara's bedroom, Athena was feeling pretty pleased
with herself.  Things were working out just fine, and she felt very
confident of her assignment's successful conclusion.  She was, for once,
firmly in control of the situation and nothing was going to change that.

The only jarring note was naturally caused by her editor.  Being this close
to the end of her assignment, her editor was becoming a nervous wreck!  The
fool had insisted that she keep her pager with her at all times, in or out
of school, so he could contact her at any time and receive the latest
updates.  She tried to change his mind, but for once he was adamant.  She
must carry it with her!  The attached clip on the cheap pager he had given
her had fallen off long ago, and she had usually hidden the thing deep
under her clothes in her gym locker.  Now this week she was expected to
carry the silly device around with her!  Like her expensive outfits had
pockets!  So, she had gotten into the habit of tucking it into the
waistband of her skirt or slacks so she could reach it quickly.  She had
to, because it was incredibly noisy.  The thing didn't just beep a quiet
tune at her, it actually played a very loud selection from the 1812
Overture of all things!  And with this she was suppose to go under cover!
The silent mode was almost as bad.  Athena had left it on her kitchen table
once and had to catch it before the pager shook itself across the table and
onto the floor.

Her editor had already called her twice this week and became absolutely
furious when he found out she hadn't had the pager with her either time.
Athena felt she had better appease him for once and keep it with her, in
case he might want to contact her again.  Tonight she had tucked the small
black box into the waistband of her tight slacks above her right hip.  With
her top hanging over, no one could see it and she soon forgot that it was
even there.

When she found Tara's bedroom, she debated once again about staying.  The
room was full of liquor and wine bottles, several of them already empty.
"Good grief!  Don't these girls know when to quit?"

She found an open bottle of chilled white wine and poured herself a glass.
Athena sipped daintily while she waited for the pursuit to finally finish.
She walked around the room, taking mental notes of the posters on the wall
and the music by the CD player for her article.

She thought about the three she had come to visit.  The girls seemed to
enjoy chasing each other round the big house half-naked, but then they were
just kids, so what did she expect?

The laughing trio finally returned and the drinking resumed.  After an
hour, the seniors became very giggly and silly, and Athena decided it was a
good time to leave.  It was late and the special wine Tara had given her
was making her very dizzy.  The girls were on the large bed, but Athena
felt more at ease sitting away from the others.  She was in the comfortable
chair at the computer desk, which she had rotated around so she could face
everyone.

Tara and the other girls had been giving her some very odd looks for some
time now which were starting to make Athena feel very nervous.  All that
whispering and laughing they were doing between themselves.  She was sure
they were laughing at her, the Superior Woman!  Amazing!  She was just so
perfect, how could they even think of doing such a thing?

"You'd never guess what I found," Tara said with a wink to the others.  She
got off the bed and went over to Athena and the computer.

"Oh, no," groaned Athena.  "Not more computer-talk."  She had never known a
group that could talk so endlessly about RAM, disk space, operating
systems, and web sites.  What was wrong with these girls, anyway?

"You're going to love this!" Tara assured her.  Tara spun the protesting
reporter around and touched the keyboard.  "I was surfing the other day and
found...this."

A color picture appeared on the 17" monitor.  It was the image of a nude
girl standing in a poorly lighted bedroom with a shaved pussy.  The girl
had her face half-hidden in the shadows, but she looked oddly familiar.  If
fact, if Athena didn't know better, it looked a great deal like Tara
herself.  She wanted to look closer, but Tara was leaning closely over her
shoulder and she didn't want to appear too interested.  In fact, Tara was
getting a bit too close, because Athena was sure she could feel the
senior's warm breast pressing against her left ear!  She would have gotten
up, but Tara was supporting herself with her hands on Athena's shoulders,
so the reporter was effectively pinned in the chair.  She could do nothing
except watch the strangely erotic image on the screen while Tara's breast
continued to press against the left side of her flushed face.  It was all
terribly embarrassing!

The other girls came over to see and soon a breathless Athena felt herself
closely surrounded by the beautiful seniors.  She jumped when she felt
another unencumbered breast press this time against the right side of her
face.  She was afraid to open her mouth in protest for fear of
inadvertently taking an erect nipple into her mouth.  And they were erect!
She could feel them through the thin cotton.

The girls laughed at the picture, and all agreed on how very gross it was
for a girl to do that.  They went back to the bed, but not before Tara
rubbed the sides of Athena's very sensitive neck!  The reporter was quite
breathless when the girls sat back down again and would have left except
she needed some time to recover.

Tara gave her another glass of wine and she gladly took it.  She needed
something badly to calm herself down.  But the more she drank, the less
calm she felt.  The sensation of the breasts pressing against her face
stayed with her.  She could still feel the erect nipples poking into her
cheeks whenever she turned her head.  It made it her heart pound and her
own nipples to react as well.  She was starting to feel very warm.  The
fact that the girls kept talking about that stupid if very hot picture
didn't help any.  It was so fascinating, Athena wanted to study it further,
but she could not do so without it being incredibly obvious.

Suddenly, Athena was astonished when, one by one, all of her friends
admitted that they were doing it.  She could not believe it!  They had all
shaved themselves, then posted the results!

"Why don't you shave and show everyone how really great you look, Athena?"
Tara asked.

"Not a chance!" an outraged Athena sputtered indignantly.  "How could you
even think of doing something like that?  That's way too weird for me!"

What a group!  If she wasn't feeling so dizzy at the moment, she would have
left right then.  She had been drinking everything Tara had handed her in
order to show that she was one of them, but just realized that the drinks
must have been much stronger then Tara had told her.

"Why not?" cooed Tara.  "Why not just give it a try?  It feels really
great!  If you're nervous, I can help."

"Me, too," said Stephanie warmly.

"And me!" added Trisha.  "I would just love to help you, Athena."

"Oh, no!" the reporter protested.  The thought of these girls working on
her naked privates, then posting the results on the internet, caused the
tiny hairs to rise on the back of her neck!

"A little...bikini trim," Athena said, blushing, "and that's just for me to
know about."  This was so embarrassing, talking about her blonde muff so
openly this way.  It also caused her to feel a little sexy, the thought of
them busy between her legs, which really surprised her.  "Now why should I
feel like that now?" she wondered.

Things were starting to get carried away, so Athena decided it was time to
reassert herself.  She rose proudly from the chair and, being careful not
to show any signs of her agitation, calmly walked to and fro in front of
the large bed where the girls were all lounging, and explained to them in
detail how they should by now be above such childish things.  Shaving
themselves like that was only a small step above masturbation, she told
them.  Shaving and then putting themselves on display was even worse!  They
knew better then to do that.  As seniors they were to set the proper
example for the younger girls to follow.

As she walked and talked, each subtle sway of her hips caused the small
flat pager to slip unnoticed further and further down the front of the
flustered woman's slacks.

Noticing the thoroughly abashed looks on the girls' faces, Athena decided
that she had successfully made her point.  It was time to sum up and then
leave them for the evening, to better ponder her superior wisdom.

"Look, I said I just have a trim now and then, and I meant it.  That's all
I need.  That's all anyone really needs, so let's drop it, okay?  Playing
with yourself like that is just infantile!"

Tara patted a vacant spot on the bed next to her and Athena reluctantly sat
down next to her.  It was time to be nice again to everyone.  Her friend
put her left arm around the reporter's waist and Athena jumped slightly at
the unexpected contact.

 "I mean it!" Athena warned her friend again.

"Come on, girl," said an embarrassed Tara.  "We were just kidding!
Honestly!  Still, I'd bet you'd look, well, really sexy that way,"

"No thanks just the same," Athena said sternly as she felt the girl's arm
tighten.  "Tara, you know I'm right."

She suddenly felt nervous the way the other suddenly grinning girls were
staring at her, especially Tara.  She did not like the way this
conversation was going at all.  Was it her fault she had to show them all
how to behave?  She was the Superior Woman, after all, while they were
still children.  She wondered if this was not in fact her cue to leave
before things really got silly.

"Maybe it's time I...OH!" gasped a stunned Athena as she jumped a foot
above the bed.  The blood drained from her face as her body froze in shock.
Something awful was happening just above the waistband of her low-cut
panties!

"Are you all right?" asked a laughing Tara.  "You look like you've just
seen a ghost."

"I'm...fine...really," gasped Athena as she fought to regain her composure.
"You...just...startled...me."

"But I haven't done anything, yet," replied Tara, but Athena never heard
her.  Doubled over, she was far too busy trying to understand what was
causing her bladder to feel like it was ready to explode!  She suddenly had
to pee, real bad!

"What's going on?" asked Trisha.

Tara could only shake her head.  "I don't know, but something's sure got
her attention."

Finally the distressed reporter realized what had happened.  It was the
pager!  The God-damned pager was going off inside her slacks!  It was
vibrating right over her poor bladder!  She wanted to reach inside and pull
it out, but how could she surrounded by all of her friends like this.  She
would become the school's laughing stock!  Athena Valentine, the girl with
the hand in her pants!  Oh, God!  But she had to do something, and quickly,
otherwise she was certain she was going to wet herself!  If only she could
think of what to do, but it was impossible to think about anything with
that three-alarm fire going on in her slacks.

The madly shaking pager shifted down again and Athena felt a certain relief
as the device was no longer directly over her gurgling bladder.  She
carefully sat up, then realized with horror that the vibrating monster was
now over her pubic hair!  Oh, no!  It had gotten onto the slick material of
her low-waisted panties and had slipped even further down!  Oh, God!  The
vibrating pager was already causing crazy sensations in her vagina.  She
had to stop it from going any lower!  She had to find the button that
turned the alarm off!

"What's going on, Athena?"  Tara asked.  She had been copping feels from
the beautiful senior all evening as well as feeding her very strong drinks,
and had even deliberately steered the conversation so that they could
finally get her out of those exciting tight black pants.  Tara cupped
Athena's firm left breast in her hand as soon as the senior sat up, but the
clearly distracted Athena did not even notice

"G-going...on?  N-nothing.  W-why?" mumbled Athena.  She had to stop this
insane buzzing in her slacks.  It was driving her crazy!  Her pussy was
throbbing madly already.  It was even making her breasts twinge.  God only
knew what would happen if the stupid thing went any lower.  Praying no one
would notice, the distressed Athena began to ease her trembling, sweaty
hands up her thighs and towards the front of her slacks.

But she was too late!  "AAAHH!" Athena cried out as she jumped for the
second time.  The pager had dropped yet again and this time it was
hammering directly on her panty-covered clit!

The surprised girls quickly cleared the bed as an overwhelmed Athena fell
back, her hands flying to her exploding crotch!  Her hips bounced
frantically all over the empty bed as she, nearing hysteria, tried to find
the 'Off' button, or at least move the terrible thing away from her
electrified pussy, but she couldn't do either through the tight material of
her slacks.

The other girls watched in delight as the normally very cool Athena
Valentine, now inexplicably sex-mad, was obviously trying to cum in her
slacks!

"That cunt!" muttered Stephanie in disgust.  "After giving us all that
bullshit, then she goes and gets the hots for herself!"

"Yes, and she didn't even invite us to join her!" complained Trisha.

"Not very polite at all," observed Tara.

"Uuhhh!" moaned Athena as she wildly searched for the small device locked
between her legs that was driving her insane.  Yet all her frantic moves
succeeded in doing was to shift the box even more directly over her
exploding cunt, while her searching hands only kept pressing it even more
firmly against her sex!

Athena had gotten so desperate she was trying to rip apart the stiff
material covering her crotch when her body suddenly arched in a taut bow
over the bed.

"Aahhhh!" the reporter cried helplessly as her body was totally consumed in
a marvelous sexual fire!  She was cumming!  She was cumming!

Even as the climax pulsed through her, the vibrations did not stop and
another orgasm grew and grew helplessly within her!  She swiftly came
again, then again, the powerful sensations driving everything else from her
mind.  Athena could feel the strength to resist quickly draining from her
over-stimulated body.  Feeling the next orgasm already building in sharp
intensity, she knew she had one more chance, otherwise she was lost!
Desperately, she started to slap her tender pelvis with the flat of her
hand!

"UH!!" Athena grunted with each mind-numbing hit as she recklessly flayed
away at the area of her most tender flesh.  "UH!!  UH!!  UH!!"

Her over-stimulated body shook under the repeated blows, but she was
cumming more than ever!  After nearly battering herself senseless, yet
still slave to the vibrating horror, Athena had reached her wit's end.
With one final desperate strike of her shaking fist, she finally connected
with the elusive 'Off' button and the pager's vibrations mercifully
stopped.

"AAAHHH!!" yelled the reporter at the final blow.  While able at last to
stop the out-of-control pager, the force of the punch Athena had given
herself caused her to jerk up in painful shock before falling limply back
in a breathless daze.

Unable to move, the totally stunned woman could only lay gasping on the
bed.  Athena could feel the dreadfully soaked fabric covering her cunt with
her limp hands.  She knew dimly that her friends could see her as she
tenderly nursed her wounded crotch, but for the moment she did not care.

"Wow!" exclaimed Trisha in wonder.  "Did you see how she kept slapping
her...her pussy?"

"So, she likes it rough," observed Stephanie.  "Cool.  She came a couple of
times, but finally made it really big at the end.  Did you hear her?"

"Why, yes," said Trisha.  "You're right.  She did, didn't she?  How about
that!"

"What brought all that on?" asked Tara.

"What we were talking about, I bet" said Stephanie.  "All that talk about
shaving.  I knew it was getting to the bitch, despite how cool she was
trying to play it."

"Maybe we should be the polite hosts and give her what she wants?" Trisha
said with a grin.

"Couldn't happened to a nicer person," said Stephanie.  "Got your mini-cam
handy, Tara?"

"Always.  Why?"

"Why do you think?"

"Oh my God!  What an idea!  Should we?"

"We should have fixed that stuck-up bitch a long time ago!" Stephanie said
eagerly.

"She's right," agreed Trisha.  "Let's do it!"

"Tara, start the mini-cam," ordered Stephanie.  "Fix it so that we can just
see her, you know?"

"Easy.  I'll just leave the on the desk lamp, and turn off everything else.
My website is sure going to get a lot of hits this week!"  Tara turned off
the lights, then went over to her computer and made a few keystrokes.
"Okay, we're on.  You want sound?"

"No.  Let's not destroy the magic.  Just put on some music instead."

"Which music?"

"I don't care.  It's your site.  Pick something!"

Feeling very bewildered, Athena lay on the bed, her right hand idly rubbing
her wounded crotch.  Faced with the terrible reality of the present, her
over-wrought mind retreated into the past.  She was a little girl again.
She was hurt and she really needed someone to care for her.  Little Athena
could still sense the offending pager pressing against her sore cunny, and
was still trying to shift it through the damp material.  The fact that it
felt good to touch herself there had nothing to do with it.  Mommy was
always giving her stern lectures about touching herself, and she always did
what Mommy said.

She felt her boots being pulled off and could only sigh in contentment.
Athena wasn't really sure where she was, but it did not matter.  It had
been a very long day and she was ready for bed.  It hurt her poor head to
think so she did not.  When she felt her slacks being opened, she giggled
happily and raised her hips so they could be taken off easier.  Young
Athena always enjoyed it when Mommy undressed her for bed.  She sometimes
deliberately went to bed in her clothes after a tiring day of play, so that
her Mommy would come in into her room and take care of her while she slept.
Being undressed when she was too sleepy to do it herself always made her
feel so warm and loved.  But this time there was more then just her mother
in the room.  Oh, how nice!  Her aunts were with her too!

Young Athena no longer felt the pager (it had fallen unnoticed to the
floor), but she continued to rub herself daintily over her wet panties, in
case the nasty thing came back.  She reluctantly stopped her rubbing when
she had to raise her arms so that her top could be pulled off over her
head.  She really shouldn't be touching herself anyway when Mommy and her
aunts was obviously in the room with her.  That was usually cause for a
good spanking.  Young Athena was surprised she hadn't been given the
lecture about it yet.

Wearing only her matching low-cut dark green panties and bra, Little Athena
simply wanted to snuggle under the covers, but her aunts were not finished
with her yet.  They flipped her over onto her tummy and opened her bra.

"Goodness!" she thought.  "They never did that before!"

Young Athena had always been very self conscious about her developing
chest, and now she kept her arms tightly at her sides to hide her new
titties from her aunts after her bra was taken away.  She kept her arms
there even as she was pulled backwards over the edge of the bed, so that no
one could see her new bulges.

"Ooo!  That tickles!" she giggled as her bare nips dragged across the rough
coverlet.

Distracted by the enjoyable sensation, the dazed reporter did not notice
that she was being positioned half-way off of the bed.  When her legs and
hips were dangling over the side, she felt her arms being pulled away from
her sides and stretched out over the bed.

"Hang on now, slut," a voice said gently into her right ear.

"Okay," Young Athena said happily and held tightly to the coverlet.  Her
aunts had never called her 'slut' before and she wondered what it meant.
They only used that word when they were talking about a grownup, so that
must mean they thought she was a grownup too!  How nice!

It was only then that she realized that she was about to fall off the bed.
She tried to pull herself up, but another voice said, "Don't move, slut."

"Oh, goody!" a cheerful Athena cried.  Her aunts always had such nice
surprises for her.  They were always having her close her eyes or hid her
face before they gave her some cute present.  It was always a fun time when
they were around.  She wondered what it was going to be this time.

It was only when her panties were being lowered over her hips and down her
legs that the fogged 22-year old began to dimly realize that something
might be wrong.  Her happy childhood dream ended abruptly when she felt
something long and narrow being pressed tentatively across her bare bottom.

"W-where am I?" she weakly groaned in confusion as she fought to
understand.  "Mommy, what's...what's happening?"

Whack!

"Ow!" Athena yelled in surprise as her buttocks quivered enticingly from
the blow.

Being careful not to block the view from the mini-cam, Tara hefted the long
wooded ruler and swung again.

Whack!

"Ow!  What's going on?  What's happening?"  Athena pleaded.  She wanted
desperately to protect herself, but she couldn't do that and hold onto the
bed at the same time!  She tried constantly shifting her hips away but it
didn't help at all!

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Whaaaa!  What did I do?  Mommy?  What did I do?  Whaaaa!"

"Mommy?  What the...?" asked a momentarily confused Tara.  "Oh, I see.
You've been a very bad girl, and you are being punished."

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Whaaaaa!  No, Mommy!" protested a dazed Athena.  "I've been good!"

"No, you haven't!" replied Tara.

Whack!  Whack!  Whack!

"Noooo!  WHAAAA!!"

Athena was so confused!  She wasn't sure who she was or where she was.  All
she knew for certain was that her poor bottom was burning!  She knew she
was a good little girl, so why was she being punished?  At least the whacks
were becoming less frequent.  But now something else was happening.  She
was feeling very warm and melting all over, and not very child-like at all!
She had the strangest itching between her wide-spread legs, like her cunny
was being tickled even as she was being spanked!

A tearful Athena looked up and noticed in a large wall mirror by the bed
the reflection of a monitor on a desk that was glowing in the
semi-darkness.  On the monitor was an image of a girl dangling naked off of
a bed.  The girl's quivering buttocks glowed a faint pink underneath their
golden tan as they were struck again and again by a long wooden ruler.
"Oh, the poor thing!" thought the sobbing Athena.  "She's being punished
too!"

She looked closer and through her tears noticed for the first time that
there was something else on the reflected monitor.  It was showing that in
the shadows by the floor, another girl was laying there on her back, her
arms reaching high up between the first girl's legs, the hands very busy
doing something around the girl's privates.  The image changed and an
embarrassing close-up of the spanked girl's crotch filled the screen.
Before turning away, Athena saw that the spanked girl's pussy was also
being spanked in turn with a small plastic ruler by the girl sitting on the
floor beneath her.  "Oh, how awful!" thought the crying reporter.  "How
could anyone do that, even in a movie?"

How Athena could sympathize with the poor girl on the screen!  Her own
pussy burned fiercely.  Her hips were a blazing mixture of pain and
pleasure and the dazed reporter had no idea which was which any more.  Her
body jerked over the bed at each hit of her vulnerable behind, causing her
erect nipples to drag ecstatically over the rough coverlet.  In the middle
of the worst spanking she could remember, she was becoming excited!  Athena
could not understand it!  She was so ashamed, but still she could not help
it!  She wanted to cum in the worst way!

Her fists gripped the coverlet fiercely as she fought against the growing
climax.  "Oh, no!" she thought desperately.  "Please God, not here!  Not
now!"  She was in the middle of being punished and she was going to cum!
She had to stop it, before she humiliated herself in front of everyone.
She was going to cum!

But it was no use!  Her mouth opened to protest but nothing emerged as her
body convulsed from the marvelous orgasm!  Her vagina pulsed again and
again at the joyful release, sending cascades of her sweet fluids bursting
from her tormented cunt to flow down her sleek inner thighs!  The spanking
of her glowing bottom and the weird tickling between her legs continued,
while Athena shuddered uncontrollably as one climax violently followed
another.

When she was totally exhausted, the blows and tickling finally stopped and
her tortured body was allowed to rest.  But the miserable Athena couldn't
stop sobbing!  She had done it to herself again!  She was completely spent
from everything that had happened and could only lay naked and defeated in
a pool of sweat.  She suddenly jerked when she felt something being applied
to her burning buttocks.  It felt cool and wonderful, and she quickly
relaxed as the healing substance was spread all over her hips.  The
application went deep between her ass-cheeks and even around her hips to
cover her fiery cunt, but Athena was so miserable that she was will to
overlook a few little indiscretions.  The coolness felt too good over her
heated skin to worry about anything else!

She lay half across the bed, softly crying, her legs spread wide out over
the floor.  Athena was too worn out for anything more and wanted only to go
home.  She felt terribly lost at the moment.  Her normally secure world had
shifted radically and she was not sure of anything any longer.  She had
been spanked!  Spanked!  And then she came!  She came!  It was so
humiliating!  She came in front of her Mother!  She could just die!

Athena hardly paid attention when she felt something soft sliding along her
ass-cheeks again.  "Must be more cream," she thought miserably.  "My poor
bottom.  I'll never be able to sit again!"

"OH!" she gasped in surprise.  Something very odd was happening behind her!
Athena's head automatically jerked up when a strange object slipped easily
between the oddly greasy crevasse of her buttocks.  Athena rose up from the
bed and was going to look behind her when she inhaled deeply in shock!
Something was pressing hard against the small rosebud of her puckered anus!
She clenched her buttocks tight but whatever it was easily pushed past the
tight elastic of her sphincter and entered her!  The befuddled reporter
felt a strange pain as the intruder slowly worked its way in.  Athena could
only hold her breath as the intruder continued to slowly move deep inside
of her.  When the movement stopped Athena was relieved to notice how the
pain quickly faded, leaving her with only an oddly pleasant full sensation.
But there was still something in her.  Oh God!  There was something inside
her!  What was her mother doing to her?

The thick clouds in her brain began to part a little as the dildo in her
rectum began to slide slightly back and forth.  She wiped the tears from
her face and looked around.  This wasn't where she grew up!  She wasn't at
home at all!  She was...she was at her friend Tara's.  What on earth was
happening here?

She knew she had to get away from whatever was going on.  Too exhausted to
stand, she rose up on her shaking arms and tried to crawl to safety.  But,
as she moved her right knee onto the edge of the bed, something entered her
pussy and her mind clouded over again.  The delicious sensations of two
dildos moving stealthily within her caused her whole body to melt!

"Ohhh!  What are you doing?" she gasped in puzzlement as her misery was now
being rapidly overcome by some very delightful sensations coming from her
still twitching pussy.

She was suddenly feeling very sexy and very hot, the strange object in her
behind for the moment forgotten.  She balanced weakly on her hands and
knees while the most breathtaking sensations were coursing through her
body, and they were all coming from her pussy.  It was as if something
wonderful was in her steaming pussy, and her cuntal muscles were reacting
by clasping greedily around the slippery trespasser of her proud body.

"Oh, my God!" she said breathlessly.  "What's happening to me?"

The bewildered Athena had no idea why she was suddenly feeling like an
overstuffed sausage, yet it felt so yummy she didn't care.  The
unbelievable sensations coming from behind her were incredibly intense, and
any movement on her part just seemed to increase them.

She tried to keep still but the sensations were simply too overwhelming!
Her greedy body quickly adjusted to the diabolical workings of the two
intruders and Athena was shocked to find herself pushing her hips back in
response to whatever was happening behind her.

Sensing their victory, Tara and Stephanie stepped up their pace. They
worked the deadly dildos faster and faster into the once haughty senior's
steaming holes, and Athena mindlessly matched them stroke for stroke!

The frazzled reported tried desperately to stay up, but the exciting
sensations proved to be too much for her and she slowly collapsed full
length onto the bed.  She felt her hips being raised and a pillow placed
underneath them before the delicious feelings continued.

Athena could fight it no longer.  It was all too much for her overwhelmed
mind to comprehend.  Any concept of rational thought fled into the sensual
darkness of her subconscious.  A purely sexual animal, hungry for release,
now took over.  The animal deliberately raised her hips and spread her legs
wide in invitation.  Although completely exhausted and covered in sweat,
Athena's beautiful body excitedly responded to whatever was being done to
it!  Grunting in pure pleasure, the animal moved her hips in perfect rhythm
with the dildos that were eagerly seeking out her essence.

Drool pooled from her open mouth onto the coverlet as the consumed reporter
grunted in feral happiness.  The right side of her face glistened with her
own saliva when the girls turned her over onto her back.  A naked Trisha
immediately started suckling and pulling on Athena's firm breasts with her
teeth as Tara and Stephanie began to slam the dildoes deep into the perfect
body.  On and on they pounded, as Athena quivered and shook under the
delightful assault.

"AAAHHH!!!" screamed the animal once known as Athena Valentine joyfully as
her body was wonderfully consumed in a sexual firestorm!  On the edge of
unconsciousness, her body rocked from a mighty series of climaxes!  She
heard only a vast roaring in her ears as her pounding heart sent everything
to her spasoming cunt!

Silence returned to her destroyed mind only when her vagina pulsed its last
and the sexual animal that was Athena Valentine felt content to rest.

She never noticed how the other three girls then pleasured each other in a
free-for-all orgy conducted all around the room, never stopping until each
was completely satisfied.

She never noticed how, much later, an evilly smiling Tara was standing by
the bed.  The girl was nude and holding a razor in one hand and a can of
shaving cream in the other.

"Lights, camera, action," Tara whispered.

**

When Athena woke up, everything was quiet.  The only light came from Tara's
large computer monitor on her desk.  The girls were all sound asleep,
bundled in blankets scattered all over the room, Tara on the bed with her,
the others on the floor.  The reporter noticed that she herself was
completely nude, and had been given no covers of any kind.  She hugged
herself as her nipples became painfully erect in the cool morning air.  Her
head had a brass drum pounding away inside and she could barely think.

"Oh, God," she moaned in agony as she held her thumping head.  "What was I
drinking?"

She felt something tickling her between her legs.  She looked down and saw
a feathery stuffed yellow chick wedged at the apex of her thighs.  She
automatically tired to remove it, and was stunned when several feathers
remained stuck to her sensitive inner thighs and pubic area.  It was
impossible, but did someone actually try to tease her with this?

"What happened last night?" she asked herself quietly.  "What in hell
happened?"

She slowly plucked herself off in dismay.  She looked down again and
noticed something else.  Underneath the sticky feathers, she was bald!  She
couldn't believe it!  Her lovely pubic hair was gone, all gone!  She
remembered vaguely having some very embarrassing conversation about
trimming and shaving, but that was all.

"Oh, no," she whispered.  She must have agreed to a trim or something and
they got carried away!  How stupid could she be, letting them do something
that intimate to her?

"Those drunken lunatics could have cut me," she thought, staring down with
horror at her smooth little mound.  It was unbelievably responsive, and,
suddenly feeling sick, she wondered what else they had done to her.  Her
now-bare mound was surprisingly sticky with drying fluids, and even in the
dim light Athena could see that her labia and the surrounding area was all
red and swollen.  Even her breasts felt sore, but not as sore as her poor
bottom.  She wondered if she would be able to sit in class today, let alone
be able to drive home this morning.

She felt worn and used, as if the terrible Devereux children had gotten
frisky with her again.  But these were her very good friends, the top
seniors in her school.  They certainly were not young curious children like
those awful others who were eager to explore her proud body and tried to at
every opportunity.  So, why should she feel this way now?  Her pussy was
still tingling, still ready.  She wished she had taken her anti-sex pills
before coming here.  Actually she wished she could take them all the time
but she only had a few left and needed to save them for true emergencies.
She always felt safer after she had taken one, but then she had never felt
the need for them until now.  Maybe it had something to do with being
shaved...down there.

She stood up on shaking legs and immediately noticed all sorts of
interesting twinges coming from every part of her poor body, but especially
from below her waist.  "What happened?" she asked again as she carefully
tried to work the soreness out of her obviously strained muscles.  "What
happened?"

If only she could remember!  But her head hurt much too badly to do much of
anything.  She wondered briefly if she should wake Tara and ask her what
happened, but she realized by doing that it would be a sign of incredible
weakness on her part, and would be hardly within her role as the Superior
Woman.  Besides, what was she going to say to her?  Ask the teen for her
hair back?

The monitor flashed and Athena turned to look at it.  Images of
semi-dressed girls were passing by in a continuous session.  Her ready
pussy tingled at the sight and Athena felt her nipples harden.  She quickly
moved over to the desk and touched the keyboard to remove the screen saver.
That was the last thing she needed right now.

The monitor now showed an empty spot on a bed in a darkened room.  In a
corner of the screen was the small caption, 'Athena-Cam'.  She hurriedly
turned the monitor off.  "What a terrible idea for a show," she thought.
"Actually watching someone in their home like that."  She remembered
watching something like that recently, and her heart started to pound at
the memory.

"Phew!" whispered Athena in the totally dark room as she tried to calm down
again.  What was that all about?  Oh, God!  Her body was reacting to the
slightest stimulation, anything at all, even if it wasn't intended to be
sexy.

"Damn.  Oh, damn.  It's happening again," the reporter sniffed. The last
time this started, her normally very disciplined body betrayed her at every
opportunity.  She had absolutely no self-control what so ever!  Even little
children felt they could do whatever they wanted with her.  In the most
public of places, the slightest touch and she would go off like a
skyrocket!  It was so humiliating!  She would start cuming and never stop!
That's what her precious pills were suppose to prevent, but they were in
her gym locker at school.  They were useless to her now.

Feeling very confused, Athena decided that it was probably best if she just
went home.  Any questions she had could be answered later.  She tried
slowly searching for her clothes but it was impossible to see in the black
room.

She tried moving one foot at a time, and use them to search for any lumps
of cloth on the floor of the jumbled room.  She eventually admitted defeat
when she stumbled over a small warm pile of clothes and found herself
holding a rather pert and very naked breast.  Athena leapt back as if she
had touched fire.  Indeed, the sensation of the breast seemed burned into
her palm and refused to go away.  How odd!

She slowly felt her way back to the desk and turned on the small lamp
there.  Now she could find her things and leave, before she got into any
more trouble.

But when she finally found her clothes, she was horrified!  Everything
except for her boots had been fastened into tight knots!

"Oh, those damn kids," she groaned.  She tried to untie them with numb
fingers, but except for her top it was all much too difficult for her to
accomplish.  She would just have to fix them when she got home.

"That's just great," she muttered as she held her useless clothes.  Her
eyes teared over this great injustice.  First she was sore all over from
doing God-knows-what, and now this!

"It's just not fair!" she wailed quietly as she carefully sat back on the
edge of the bed.  Crying silently, she slipped into her top and boots.
When she was finished, she looked at the twisted bundle that was her
clothes.

"Oh, God!" she moaned.  Her top came down to just below her waist.  It
didn't cover her at all!  "Now what am I suppose to do?"  In her distress
she never even considered borrowing a few things from the girls who got her
into this mess in the first place.

She gathered up her belongings and, before turning out the light, she made
sure she had a clear path to the door.  She turned out the light and,
holding her bundle in front of her bare hips with her left hand while
stretching her right hand out in front, moved slowly to the door, all the
while extremely conscious of how exposed her poor abused buttocks and pussy
were to anyone who cared to look.  No matter how hard she pulled, her top
just didn't stretch at all.

Trying to be as quiet as possible, she opened the door and she made her way
into the equally dark hall beyond.  "Don't these people believe in lights?"
she muttered.

She quietly closed the door and heard a tiny click.  She tried the knob and
confirmed that she was now locked out of Tara's bedroom.  Her heart pounded
a moment, then she calmed down again.  Well, it didn't really matter
anyway.  She certainly had no reason to go back there again.

As she walked away from the door, she heard a voice from the other side say
sweetly, "Goodnight, Athena!"

Athena blushed as she realized at least one of them had been watching her
run around the bedroom completely exposed the entire time!  Oh, no!

In the lightless hall, the dazed Athena quickly became disoriented.  She
had no idea where she was heading as she felt her way along the wall.
Finding a gap in the wall, she turned into it, thinking it must be the
stairs.  But no, it was not.  When she felt tile under her boots, she
realized she was in a bathroom.  Immediately her full bladder started
bubbling plaintively.

"Damn.  Of all the times to have to go."

She located the door and closed it, then turned on the lights.  "Ah!" she
gasped in pain as the bright lights blinded her.  She dropped her bundle
and covered her burning eyes with her hands.  Athena had to wait until they
had adjusted to the light before she felt safe enough to move.

When she uncovered her eyes and saw her reflection in the mirror over the
sink, she immediately wanted to cover them again.  "OH MY GOD!" she cried
before remembering where she was.  The last thing she wanted was to wake
anyone.  Still, it was quite a shock, seeing the half-naked mess that once
was a very well groomed Athena Valentine!

Her beautiful hair was all matted and tangled into a big blonde disaster.
And the rest of her...!  "Oh my God!" she breathed.  It was worse then she
imagined.  She must have been insane, to think she could go out like this!
Her hips were completely bare!

Yet why did she feel so sexy, running around a strange house with her cunt
and ass so shamefully exposed?  Her entire body was tingling wildly at the
prospect of being caught half-undressed like this.  She was insane!

Trying to keep her erratic mind on more practical matters, she found a
brush and comb on the sink and began to straighten out her hair as she went
to the commode to relieved herself.

**

Feeling and looking much better, Athena turned out the light, opened the
door and began her blind search for the staircase once again.

A door opened and the far end of the hall flooded with light.  A frightened
Athena heard Tara's mother say, "I tell you I heard something!"

Athena panicked!  She dropped her clothes and frantically began looking for
a place to hide.

"Ohmygod!  Ohmygod!  Ohmygod!" whispered the fearful reporter, dancing in
her anxiety for escape.  She looked back towards Tara's door but realized
she would never make it, even if she could get someone awake long enough to
let her in.

Out of options, she tried the closest door but it was locked.  She tried
another across the hall and found it thankfully open.  She slipped inside
and closed it behind her.  It was only as she was leaning against the door,
enjoying the unusual feel of the cool wood on her sore bottom, that she
realized in her panic she had left her bundle of clothes out in the hall!

"Shit!" she said.

"Who's that?" said a small frightened voice.

"Oh, my!"  She must have stumbled into the room of Tara's younger sister
and awakened her.  "Damn!" she muttered.  "What else can go wrong tonight?"

**

End of Part 2