Date: Fri, 3 May 2002 12:02:14 EDT
From: LCDRJMC@aol.com
Subject: Nanny3 Part 9/14

Nanny3: Back to School 9/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC and Greatness


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Part 9

*****

With a sharp cry of terror, Athena Valentine jerked awake.  "What a
horrible dream!" she thought.  "Thank God it's over.  But, wait!  Oh, no!
This isn't my bedroom."  She slowly sat up and looked wearily around in
disbelief with her hair-covered face.  It was difficult to see anything,
but Athena was simply too tired to fix herself.  When she was finally able
to slightly focus, the truth penetrated her like a knife.  She wasn't home
at all.  She was in...in a classroom, naked!

"Oh, no," Athena moaned softly as she covered her face with her hands.
"Please, God.  Please, no.  Not again!  Not again!"

But it was!  She could feel the cold floor on her bare bottom.  It was
real!  The dream was real!  It had actually happened!  She was still here
at school and it had all actually happened!  "AAAAgggghhhhh!!" she cried in
horror and despair.

A voice filled with bitterness suddenly cut through her deep despair.
"Busy day?" it asked.

Oh God!  She wasn't alone!  Ashamed at her recent outburst, Athena could
only timorously whimper "Mrs. Bohon?" as she wrapped her arms protectively
around her poor abused chest.  Please God, not her!  Her body tingling in
spite of herself, Athena resolved never to let that terrible woman ever
come near her again.

"No.  Try again."

The voice sounded familiar.  Athena cleared her damp hair away until she
could finally see properly.  Three girls were seated together in the circle
of desks.  Athena lightly rubbed her eyes to try and clear her blurred
vision.  The world finally came into focus and she saw that it was The
Three Amigos.  They were seated like a tribunal, Lisa, Natalie, and between
them, Paige.

Athena couldn't believe her luck!  "Paige!  Oh, Paige!  Thank God, it's
you!"

"Thank God," coldly echoed Paige.

"Yes!  You...you don't know what I've been through.  It was terrible!
Bohon, she went crazy!  She...she took my clothes and...and attacked me!
Me!"

"Attacked you," said Lisa.

"Yes, she attacked me.  It was...it was awful."

"Awful," repeated Natalie.

"We have to...to report that crazy bitch to the principle right away, so
she can get what's coming to her."

"Report her," said Lisa.

"Yes, report her.  Paige, what's...what's the matter?  Why are you all
looking at me that way?  Can't you see?  I've just been attacked!"

"Attacked," said Paige.

"Paige?  What's the matter with you?  You...you do believe me, don't you?"

"No."

"Paige!  How could you say such a thing?  I was attacked!  Bohon attacked
me!"

"Come here."

"What?"

"Come here."

"Oh, Paige.  Please believe me.  You must get me some clothes.  Bohon
attacked me and took my clothes."

"Come here."

"Paige!  I can't!  Don't you understand?  I don't have any clothes!  Why
aren't you listening to me?"

"You're too far away.  Come here."

"Oh.  Well, all right," replied Athena sheepishly.  She unsteadily got to
her feet, being careful to keep her breasts and privates covered as much as
possible.  She shuffled forward until she stopped directly in front of the
three unsympathetic teenagers.  "Can you hear me now?" Athena asked
sarcastically.

"Drop your hands."

"WHAT!?"

"Drop your hands."

"But I'm...I'm...!"

"Do it."

"Paige!  Please!"

"Now."

Athena reluctantly dropped her hands, cringing in front of the
underclassmen in her shameful nudity.

"Stand up straight."

The reporter immediately became erect.

"Shoulders back."

"Paige!" pleaded Athena, not at all sure where all this was leading to
next.  Why wouldn't Paige just go and get her some clothes?  What was the
problem here?

"Do it."

Athena pulled her shoulders back as far as they would go, acutely conscious
of the horrible display she was now presenting to these young girls with
her thrusting breasts and shaved pubes.

"Paige, what is...?"

"Silence.  Just stand there."

"Look, Paige, I'm...I'm not feeling very well and I need to..."

"SILENCE!" Paige snapped.

Athena remained in her humiliating pose, silent.  "Why is she treating me
of all people this way?" the puzzled reporter thought.  "I was the one who
was attacked."

Paige turned to Lisa and nodded.  Lisa rose and quickly went over to the
hall door, which she opened slightly and then stood, looking outside.

After making sure Lisa was in position, Paige rose and walked over to
Athena.  She slowly walked around and around the nude 22-year old, stopping
occasionally to thoughtfully touch a delicious curve.  Athena began to
shiver from the girl's close scrutiny, and delicate caresses.

"If you want clothes, you're going to have to take them from someone."

"Oh, Paige.  I'm so tired and...and confused.  I-I can't think.  Paige,
help me.  You must help...OH!"

Athena gasped in shock when Paige openly cupped her sex.

"Take their clothes," Paige said absently as her small fingers suddenly
plunged deep into the sopping cunt.  "Yes, that is what you must do."

"What...oh!...what do you mean?" a shocked Athena managed to gasp during
this open penetration of her sex.

"Take them from someone else.  From someone we bring to you."

"Oh.  You mean I (Ah!) can't ask you, my...my only friend in this terrible
(My God!) school for help, but must...must instead (Paige, please!) ask
someone else, some stranger?"

"No, not at all.  You must take their clothes from them."

Athena couldn't believe it.  The girl's simple touch was having a
devastating effect on her.  She could barely understand what Paige was
asking her to do, the ridiculous sensations coming from her abused sex were
so great.  It was so embarrassing.  Standing like this, naked and helpless
in front of some stupid underclassmen, and all she wanted to do was cum!

She tried to focus on what Paige was saying, but it all sounded so crazy,
Athena was sure that there must be some mistake.

"(Gasp!)  You mean that...that...that I have to s-strip another person for
their clothes?"

"Another girl," Paige agreed as she moved behind the naked reporter.
"Yes."

"My God!  Strip a g-girl...for...for her clothes?!?  You...you can't be
serious."

"Yup.  Otherwise you walk out of here as naked as the day you were born."

"Paige!  Please!  You're sounding as crazy as...as Bohon.  I can't do that.
I can't."

>From behind, Paige kissed Athena on the side of the neck and then the nude
reporter really started to shiver.

"Yes, you can."  Paige kissed the side of Athena's slender neck again.
"And, yes, you will."

Lisa turned to them and said, "She's coming."

"We caught the Nurse's assistant, Nancy, just before she left for the day.
She'll be here in a moment."

"Nancy?  The junior who works in the Nurse's Office?"

"Yes, that's right, Nancy.  She hates you by the way."

"Nancy hates me?"

"It's like talking to a child," Paige sighed to Natalie.  Turning to
Athena, she said, "That's right.  She hates you a lot.  A lot of people
hate you.  Why?  I simply can't imagine.  Still, it would serve her right
if you of all people take her."

"But I...I can't...do that!"

"Up to you.  But I understand that Tara and her friends will be picking you
up in the parking lot in about 20 minutes, so you don't have much time."

"Oh, God!  Tara!  I forgot all about her!"

"So if you want to go to the mall naked..."

"Oh, no!  Please, not that!  Not with Tara!  She'll...she'll...!"

"Well, then."

"I'm...I'm so confused.  I can never think when I'm...like this with
others.  I don't know what..."

"Nancy's very straight, so if you get her to cum a few times you can
probably strip her with no problem."

"Oh, God!  Oh, God!  This is terrible!  Make her...c-cum?  You mean, seduce
her?"

"She can be taught," observed Natalie.

"No.  No...I'm...I'm straight.  I'm not like that.  I'm not like that at
all."

"Right.  Lay down."

"What?"

"Lay down.  She thinks you're sick."

"Ohhh, But I don't...Ow!" cried a shocked Athena as Paige reached around
and cruelly tweaked both of the reporter's sore nipples.

"Okay!  Okay!"

*****

Nancy Allen was in a hurry.  She had changed from her school clothes into
something more suitable for the malls and was anxious to do some serious
shopping.  Her standard low-waist jeans and midriff bearing top were no
longer allowed under the school's dress code, thanks to that superior bitch
Valentine, so now she always had to change in the Nurse's Office after
school, to avoid the embarrassment of being seen in public wearing her
(ugh) school clothes.

It was prom night, yet she was going shopping instead of going home to get
ready as all of her friends were undoubtedly doing.  Nancy had not been
invited, and she was crushed.  Was it her fault that she was very
particular who she went out with?  Her parents had always told her that
possessing high standards was the key to having a quality life.  Plus, she
was saving herself for her wedding day, and always made sure that she
primly told her date that as soon as they were out the door, regardless of
where they were going, just in case he should get the wrong idea about her.
Yet Nancy couldn't understand why that always seemed to put a damper on
things for the remainder of the evening, when it was intended to only take
the pressure off everyone.  She certainly felt better afterwards, why
didn't the guys?  She was just being truthful with her date, in case he
should ever go out with her again and start expecting a lot more then she
was certainly prepared to give.  Odd, but they never did ask her out after
that.  Well!  Their loss!

Today her schedule allowed her to spend most of the day helping Miss
Henderson in the Nurse's Office, where she had been constantly bombarded by
her friends with the oddest stories about that bitch Valentine.  Nancy
hated the way Valentine coldly used everyone to get whatever she wanted.
But it was how she used the school's beloved nurse, old Miss Henderson,
that bothered Nancy the most.  Valentine was always in the office, whining
to the nurse about one thing or another, her only motive being to be
excused from yet another class if not the entire day, the manipulating
bitch.  In spite of Nancy's whispered warnings that she was just being
used, Miss Henderson would always sign the excuse, then tell her after the
victorious Athena Valentine had bounded out of the office, "It's all right,
dear.  Not worth bothering yourself.  She'll get her comeuppance someday,
I'm sure."

"Ha!" was Nancy's only response to that bit of wishful thinking.  In her
experience, girls like Athena NEVER received their 'comeuppance' (whatever
that was).  From cradle to grave, everything they touched turned to gold.
[Sigh]

As she walked quickly down the hall, Nancy considered Elizabeth Borden's
ultimate golden girl.  Athena Valentine!  What a stupid name!  What could
her parents, if she had any, have been thinking?  The school had always
been in a constant buzz about Valentine ever since her arrival months ago,
but nothing like this.  Today the rumor mill was in high gear and the word
going around was that Athena Valentine was acting rather outrageously, even
for her.  According to what she heard, the stuck-up bitch had done
everything except rape the entire girl freshman class!  Valentine Envy,
that's what it was.  She was so inhumanly perfect, so beautiful, that
naturally she always got what she wanted, and, even more naturally,
everyone wanted to be her.  It made Nancy's blood boil just thinking about
it.

And now this.  Just as she was getting ready to change and get the hell out
of the asylum, those strange Three Amigos (some interesting rumors about
them were making the rounds today as well) show up at the door and asked if
she could go to Room 135 (Mrs. Bohon's) of all places because there might
be a sick girl there.  How sick they wouldn't say (underclassmen!), but
they assured her she could change first, and if she could just take a look
at the girl on her way out, they would be very grateful.

"'Grateful'!  Ha!" snorted Nancy as she hurried even faster down the hall.
It was probably someone's cat.

*****

Nancy Allen impatiently burst into the room and stopped dead in her tracks.
On the floor was an astonishingly beautiful if rather unkempt naked girl
who bore a remarkable resemblance to...to...Athena Valentine!

"Whoa!  What the hell!"

"That's her, all right," agreed Paige.

"But that's...that's..."

"The Bitch Queen herself," said Natalie with a devilish grin.

"But she's...she's..."

"Yes, isn't she though?" said Lisa.

"My God!  We need to call the paramedics!"

"Would you just take a look at her, first?" said Paige calmly.  "I don't
think she's that bad."

"My God!  Not that bad??  Ha!  Look at her!  My God!  Look, I just do the
filing and pass out aspirins.  We need a professional medical person here!
She could be in serious trouble."

"Jesus!  Calm down.  Just take a look at her, will you?"

"My God!  Just look.  Okay, I'll just..., er, look."

"You had better take off that coat first."

"What?  My coat?  Why?

"Hate to see that beautiful pea-coat get dirty from the floor."

"Oh. Of course."

Nancy never saw the looks of anticipation on the three young devils' faces
as her coat was slid off of her young body.  Her eyes were fixed on the
thing laying before her.  Athena Valentine, total beauty, lay there
completely naked.  Nancy tried not to stare but she couldn't help it, and
her look didn't go unnoticed by the three watchers, either.

Nancy's eye started on those perfect little toes and moved, oh so slowly,
up the perfect arches, then ankles.  Up her eyes went.  Athena skin looked
so soft, and even shiny!  Her legs were awesome, as was her hips, tummy,
chest, neck, eyes.............  God, all this time and she never really
looked at her.  Athena was the prettiest girl she'd even seen.  There
wasn't a pinch of fat anywhere, not a pimple, or blemish, and those
breasts!  "Oh My!"  Nancy's mind screamed as she watched them raising and
falling sexily as Athena lay there.

*****

Athena was trying not to shiver on the cold floor.  Natalie had positioned
her, laying the dazed senior on her back, hands at her sides, with her
knees raised and her feet flat and spread far enough on the ground so that
Natalie could stand between them.  It was humiliating!  She felt so
exposed!  Athena could not understand it.  Why had Paige, her only friend
here, allowed the terrible Natalie to do this?  The girl obviously didn't
like her at all!

But Athena had little time to wonder about what was happening.  Ever since
the Nurse's Assistant had entered the room, Athena had been carefully
watching everything through slit eyes.  She just could not understand why
her darling Paige would want her to do such an awful thing to the
unsuspecting girl.  She had to have clothes of course, otherwise she would
be trapped naked in this terrible room and at the mercy of Bohon for the
rest of her life.  It was too terrible a prospect to even think about!
Yet, she couldn't think about humiliating a student just for her own
selfish ends.

Yet she was thinking about it.  Stripping another girl?  Was it even
possible?  How could she accomplish such a thing?  She certainly could not
rip them off, because clothes that were damaged or even ruined would not do
her any good at all.  Okay, then.  She would have to coax them off.  Why
must it be someone else's clothes, though?  Of course, Paige must have a
good reason for wanting her to do this.  She was her best friend after all,
wasn't she?  Even if Athena was far superior in every way to the much
younger girl, she still held the teen in deep affection.  After all, wasn't
Paige the one who was always there to help her when she needed it?  Paige
must truly like her, she must, for her to always be doing things for her
like that.  Yet Athena was now laying full-length on the floor in her
shameful nudity waiting to strip another girl, and all because of Paige.
It was all so confusing!

Athena was so tired and bewildered right now, she had no idea what to think
anymore.  Yet when the girl (Her girl!) came into the room, Athena
immediately felt a familiar pulsing in her vagina.  Oh God!  She was
tingling already, tingling at the thought of stripping this poor girl!  She
must be sick!  Sick!

[Natalie had kicked off her right sandal and was unobtrusively plying a
long slender foot over the distracted Athena's tender vulva.]

She had be insane to be even thinking about doing this terrible thing to
the unsuspecting Nurse's assistant.  Yet she watched with surprising
interest as the three girls practically knocked each other over while
racing to help Nancy off with her coat.  The brunette was very striking,
Athena had to admit.  She found herself intrigued by the bobbing of the
small unfettered breasts underneath the tight buttoned top, but was even
more intrigued by the flat tummy which flashed whenever the girl moved.
Below it would also show a narrow vermilion band which extended from under
the waistband of the low tight jeans.  Her panties!  Her sexy panties on
display!

*****

Nancy looked at the prostrate senior and wondered how to begin.  The fact
that the girl was naked didn't help at all.  In fact, it was very
unsettling to be even in the same room as the nude Athena Valentine, and
she was at a loss as to the reason why.  Of course Nancy had seen undressed
girls before, but she had never, ever encountered anyone who on being
naked, so bothered her.  She absently began to fan herself with her right
hand.  Why was it so hot in the room?  It wasn't this warm when she first
came in.  It's a good thing they helped her with her coat.

But, hot or not, she had an important job to do and she knew she was
wasting possible critical time.  Gathering up her courage, the Nurse's
assistant carefully approached the very still Athena Valentine and knelt
beside her.

The room seemed to go up several degrees as she shook her head trying to
think of what to do next.

"Shit!" Nancy muttered to herself.  "What was it Henderson always said to
look for first?  'Boobs'?  Ha!  I mean 'blood', yes, 'blood'.  'Blood,
breathing, heart', that's it!  Okay, blood first."

The girl quickly looked around the golden body while trying desperately to
avoid staring directly at it.  She'd never really looked at one before,
well, not someone else's anyway, and this one looked so...hot!  And
hairless!  My God!  What happened to her damn hair, down there?  Did Athena
shave or was it naturally hairless?  It was so smooth and...glossy!  Nancy
could swear Athena was wet, or was she?  Jesus!  She couldn't just keep
staring down there.  She blushed and tried to think what to do next.
"Great, no blood.  Heart next."

"Is it hot in here to you guys?" Nancy asked, not looking away from
Athena's naked body as she wiped her sweating brow with her forearm.

"Hot, sure it is," Lisa grinned, which set the other two grinning as well.
This was not going to be easy, but it was promising to be oh so sweet.

Nancy looked up annoyed at the immature trio (underclassmen!), and wondered
what they had to be so hay about.  She picked up Athena's left hand and put
her fingertips firmly on the underside of the wrist.  She found the pulse
easily and was surprised at how fast the girl's heart was racing.  No way
she could count this, it was going much too fast for her.  But at least the
heart was okay.

"We have a pulse," said Nancy to the Three Amigos as professionally as she
could.

"What a relief," said Natalie dryly.

"Nat!" warned Lisa.

Oh God!  Now she had to look at Athena Valentine's chest!  Nancy watched
for a subtle rise and fall, but could only stare fascinated at the perfect,
big breasts as they rose from the senior's chest.  She automatically looked
for any signs of surgery, but could find none.  Nancy was astonished.
"That bitch!" she thought, full of envy.  "Those are real!"

Nancy then stared at Athena's swollen nipples in wonder.  Oh my!  Look at
how erect those nips are!  And what in hell does that mean?  She wanted to
touch them, to see if they were as stiff as they appeared, but she
dismissed the crazy thought.  What would these other girls think of her if
she did something like that?  But no matter where she looked, she still
could not determine if there was any movement.

"Could one of you open a window or something?"  Nancy grumbled, as she held
Athena's very warm wrist.  The heat seemed to leak out of it and soak right
into her hand, making the room grow even hotter.

Nancy still could not tell if Athena was breathing or not.  "Damn.  Maybe a
few breaths couldn't hurt."

She cleared Athena's wild hair away from her face, then tilted the girl's
head back.  She ran two fingers in the open mouth to check for any
potential obstructions and was shocked when Athena suddenly closed her
mouth and began to suck on them!  The unconscious girl was sucking on her
fingers!

"Yikes!" Nancy yelped in surprise.  She tried to jerk them out of the wet
cavity, but Athena was holding her fingers gently in her teeth and Nancy
was terrified of doing anything stupid that would hurt either Athena or
herself.

"What's wrong?" asked Paige.

"Ha!" Nancy snorted nervously.  "Nothing.  Nothing at all."

The trapped teen squirmed in acute embarrassment as the sucking continued,
but she tried not to indicate to the other girls that anything was out of
the ordinary.  She was the one who was suppose to be the expert after all.
"This is very weird," she thought.  "Kind of sexy though."

Nancy watched in wonder as Athena's hands began to move.  They danced above
the prone senior's head.  They looked like things alive, animated of their
own violation. They were so graceful, Nancy soon found herself mesmerized.
The weird sucking of her trapped fingers continued, yet Nancy's attention
was completely drawn to those wonderful hands.  She had never heard of
anything like it.  Did Athena have a concussion or something?  Was that why
she was acting in such a strange fashion for someone who was unconscious?
The hands swam in the air, moving towards the astonished teen, and then
went away again.  It was only when the hands started to inadvertently brush
the front of her top and come into contact with her breasts, that she tried
to move away from them.  To her chagrin, Nancy found that her captured
fingers would not let her escape from the dancing hands.

"Oh!" Nancy yelped as each hand accidentally caught both of her nipples
between fingers.

"Are you okay?  Should we get someone to help you?" asked Lisa.

"Oooohhh!" gulped Nancy as her tender nipples were gently tweaked between
tight fingers before the hands moved away again.  "N-no.  I'm fine.  Of
course I'm fine.  I j-just need to see how badly she is hurt, that's all."

"Please open a window, I'm getting really warm here!"  Nancy pleaded as the
tongue continued it's sexy dance around her fingers, sucking, licking.  She
could feel the sweat start to run down the sides of her face as the hands
occasionally bumped or even pressed onto her tits.  "What could the stupid
bitch be thinking of?" Nancy wondered.  It was so weird, but so hot.

Nancy began to wish she had worn a bra as the hands began to brush against
her front more and more.  She briefly stole a look at the three girls
watching her with such interest, but they gave no sign that anything was
wrong at all.  In fact, they gave the distinct impression that things were
going very well indeed, although Nancy had not the slightest clue as to why
on earth they would feel that way.  She thought that things were going very
badly.  How could she check this girl out if the silly thing kept touching
her like this.  It was all so distracting!

The sucking was bad enough, but this accidental brushing of her chest was
really starting to get to her, especially when the fingers would clamp onto
her tingling nipples!  She was still kneeling over the unconscious senior,
and her hanging tits were within easy reach of the dancing hands and there
wasn't a damn thing she could think of to stop her.  What was she suppose
to do?  Protest to a poor girl who was unconscious to stop touching her?
Have these strange Amigos save her from this poor victim?  The very same
victim that she was suppose to be helping!

To her eternal shame, her bothered nipples had become quite erect and were
plainly visible, poking through the thin material of her top.  Oh, God!
This is awful!  Please God, let no one notice!  Why did she take her bra
off when she changed clothes?  How stupid!

Her heart was racing beneath her chest and she was really starting to feel
quite breathless.  It was all so weird!  Why was she feeling this way?

The Three Amigos watched the nubile reporter suck Nancy's fingers, and then
start toying with the girl's breasts, with the girl not even trying to stop
her.  This was working out even better than they had hoped.  They really
didn't think Nancy would let anyone touch her the way Athena was touching
her now, let alone openly play with her tits while they looked on.  This
was better they anything they'd ever seen.  The three huddled close to each
other and watched the exciting scene unfold before them.

"OHHH!" Nancy cried as fingers began to pull on her nipples again,
stretching them, twisting their soft firmness until she feared that the
fingers would unknowingly pull on them too far and she would lose them.
But as her nipples were unknowingly abused, Nancy Allen began to feel the
oddest sensation in her crotch, as if her pussy had developed the most
peculiar itch.  She pressed her thighs together to try and still the
strange feelings, but the more her nipples became captive of the dancing
hands, the greater the itch became.

Paige giggled as she watched Nancy clamp her legs together, knowing what
was happening to the girl.  "Is there a problem, Nancy?"

"Ohhhh-h O-of course N-not.  I've seen this b...(Oh God!) before.  Ohhh
m-my...  It's probably just an (GASP!)unconscious reaction to...(ooohhh),
well...(aahhh).  Please open the DAMN window, will you.  I'm burning up!"

She closed her eyes the better to fight these unwanted sensations pouring
though her body.  It was a few moments before Nancy realized that the
sensations were indeed lessening.  She opened her eyes sheepishly and saw
that Athena's mouth was slackly open, and the dancing hands had come to
rest by Athena's sides.  A breathless Nancy was finally able to retrieve
her tingling fingers.

"Phew!  That was strange!" Nancy gasped as she tried to slow her breathing.

"What was?" asked Lisa.

"What?  Oh, nothing.  Just talking to myself."

"Okay, so what's next?" asked Paige.

Nancy had been so focused with what Athena had been doing to her, that she
completely forgot what she was supposed to be doing.

"Oh, shit!" exclaimed Nancy.  "What's next?  Well, how about a couple of
breaths, just to make sure she getting air?"

"Sounds cool," agreed Natalie.

"Here goes, then," Nancy said nervously as she tried to catch her breath.
She fervently hoped that she had seen the end of all those distracting and
very weird sensations that had almost made her forget why she was there.
Nancy leaned over and placed her mouth over Athena's.  "Count me," she
ordered before taking a deep breath and making contact on the full sensuous
lips that looked so oddly inviting below her.

"MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm!" protested Nancy as a tongue suddenly invaded her
mouth.  She tried to stay in position and start her 'breaths', but her
mouth's intruder made that impossible.  Her first aid instructors never
said anything about this!  Nancy instinctively moved to get away but
something pressed against the back of her head and held her close to the
strange invader.

Nancy tried pushing out the offending organ (must be some kind of reflex)
with her own tongue, but the duel soon left her feeling dizzy and even more
breathless then she was before.  Her arms fluttered helplessly at her sides
as Nancy Allen struggled against the devastating effects of her first
lesbian kiss, Her eyes grew large as she desperately looked around the
room, trying to get the attention of any one of the three so she could
signal she needed help.  Athena's tongue danced around in her mouth doing
the same things it had done to her fingers earlier, and it was even weirder
and even HOTTER than before.

Totally consumed by what was happening in her mouth, the very distracted
student had no idea what was going on around her.  The mischievous Natalie,
ignoring Paige's stern look of disapproval, was busy taking off Nancy's
sturdy black shoes and cartoon-character socks.  Once the slender feet with
their carefully painted nails were bare, Natalie carefully massaged them.
A grinning Lisa looked at Paige and shrugged her shoulders.  She lifted her
hands from the back of Nancy's head, but always replaced them whenever the
girl tried to raise her head, until the time she removed her hands and the
weakly struggling Nancy remained firmly fastened to Athena's ravenous
mouth.  Lisa began undoing the tight bun of hair on the back of Nancy's
head, letting the thick auburn hair fall freely.

Paige looked up to the ceiling in defeat and happily joined her friends in
the taking of the Nurse's Assistant.  She reached around Nancy's waist and,
below the soft swell of the girl's trembling tummy, unfastened the thin
embroidered belt, then popped opened the snap and pulled down the short
zipper located on the front of the low waisted jeans.  As she removed the
belt, Paige noticed that one end had a rounded metal tip.  She placed the
tip in her mouth and sucked on it as she looked thoughtfully at the
kneeling girl's hips and opened waist!

Paige knelt and slowly fed the metal tip down the back of the unaware
teen's panties, stopping only when the tip was centered between the
quivering buttocks.  Feeling outside the thin denim, Paige worked the
belt's end around until the tip was pressed against the tight rosebud of
the distracted Nancy's anus.  Leaving the tip held in place by the tight
panties and jeans, moved away, and wondered impishly when it would be a
good time to play "Pin the Tail on the Nancy"?

Athena was in a complete turmoil.  This girl looked so good, so fresh,
Athena wanted nothing more than to eat her alive!!  But it was so evil of
her to even think that.  Oh God!  Oh God!  What was she to do?  The
delightfully scented smell of her was driving Athena crazy!  She knew it
was terribly wrong, that her sickness had taken over and she was out of
control again, but she could no longer help herself.  Her blasted mind had
been through too much and she gave up trying to think.  She was naked and
at the total mercy of these strange young girls, but that did not concern
her any more.  Her needs were all that mattered now, and she needed this
girl!

It had been pure instinct which made her suck on the girl's slender fingers
(which tasted pleasantly of sandalwood).  At the first taste of Miss Allen,
Athena knew she had to have her!  It was pure selfish need which guided her
tongue into the surprised girl's hot unwilling mouth.  Her strong feelings
of guilt notwithstanding, as the teen struggled above her the reporter no
longer hesitated to take advantage of the astonishing situation,.  Athena's
hands, slipping stealthily between her body and the weakly struggling
Nancy's, swiftly worked their way down the unsuspecting girl's top, undoing
every button they encountered.  When they reached the student's jeans,
Athena was surprised to find that they were already opened.  She could not
believe it!  Nancy had opened her own jeans!  The dazzled Athena was shaken
to her very soul!  It could only mean one thing, she realized happily.  The
girl knew what was going on!  All thoughts of guilt quickly fled as her
hands brushed against the front of the teen's silky panties.  It was all an
act, an act put on for her benefit!  It was Paige, of course, her darling
Paige playing one of her strange games.  Paige had arranged it all just for
her!  And she had been worried about what was going on!  How silly!

Athena reached into the opened front with her right hand and briefly cupped
the covered mound of the girl's sex between the cool thighs.  Yes!  It was
damp!  Her unwilling victim was really a part of the game after all!  How
wonderful!  She gave the mount a loving squeeze, then reluctantly pulled
her hand away.  So close!  So close!  Yet, she couldn't give the game away
now, not after all the trouble Paige and her friends had gone to just for
her.  It was like a surprise party that she already knew about.  She would
just have to act surprised and go through with the 'seduction', so as not
to disappoint everyone.

Consumed by an irresistible impulse, the reporter reached around the
16-year-old's slim waist and began slowly pulling the exposed material
towards her.  When the material would pull no farther, her left hand when
back around, reached into the girl's open front, and found the slick
material there.  Pulling tightly at each end, Athena began to work the
taught material slowly back and forth, sawing it over Nancy's now
vulnerable privates, never realizing that each time she pulled the belt tip
burrowed ever deeper into the girl's trembling anus.  Lost in the act of
her seduction, a joyful Athena thought nothing of the cloth belt which
seemed to be caught in Nancy's panties.

Nancy had no idea what was happening.  She had come to help someone, and
now she was the one who needed help!  She felt very dizzy and knew she was
close to fainting.  Nurse Henderson had never told her about this!  She
felt so odd!  Athena was sucking her, consuming her and she had no idea
why, nor could she do anything to prevent it.  Was this some sort of
strange victim reaction to first aid?  And her panties!  Of all the times
to get a wedgie!  Her kneeling in these tight jeans must have caused it.
It had happened before but nothing like this, this was a super wedgie, a
super sexy wedgie!  They had embedded themselves deeply between her ass
cheeks that the lacy material was tickling her backdoor.  The feeling was
so intense it was almost as if something had entered her.  How insane was
that?  But the rubbing material cutting into the very sensitive flesh of
her pussy, was causing her the most trouble.  It was driving her crazy!  It
was a terrible itch she dare not scratch!  Yet what could she do, drop her
jeans in front of everyone and start rubbing herself?

But it was what was happening to her mouth that Nancy found truly
devastating.  Unable to struggle any further, Nancy could only kneel
passively over her first patient and try and still her wildly beating heart
as the intruder took complete possession of her mouth (her mouth!), slowly
exploring every wet inch of it, Athena's calmly playing with Nancy's pliant
tongue.

Even without Lisa's hands to hold her, the disheveled girl remained where
she was, occasionally mewing piteously as some new strange sensation flowed
helplessly through her.  Athena left the bunched panties and moved her
hands to the girl's small, pointed breasts, and the bewildered Nancy Allen
started mewing more than ever.  Having seen what Paige had done, Natalie
was having a wonderful time pulling and twisting the back of Nancy's
vermilion panties to press the belt tip in ever deeper, while Lisa was
running her hands lightly over the sweating girl's sensitive sides and ribs
under her open top.  Paige squeezed a hand between Nancy's tightly clenched
thighs and repeatedly caressed the secret delights she knew were hidden
behind the thin denim crotch.

Paige was angry at first at her two friends for taking advantage for Nancy.
She had wanted Athena to do it all herself, but she was glad the other two
once again didn't listen to her.  This was much more fun than just
watching.  Oh yes it was!  Nancy's crotch felt like it was on fire under
her palm.  Yum!

Nancy began move her hips slightly.  She was sure her damn panties must be
digging in again, because she was getting the oddest sensations from
between her legs, even more intense than before.  In was peculiar, because
the more she moved her hips, the greater the sensations became, almost as
if she were encouraging them by having to react to them.  How strange was
that!  But she just couldn't stop her hips from moving.  She had to find
some relief from those crazy sensations building around her pussy and ass,
she had to!  She rose up on her knees and spread her legs as far apart as
she could and began to flex her thighs while moving her hips up and down,
but the weird sensations around her hips not only continued but increased
dramatically.  Paige was now working the innocent girl's pussy with both
hands between the widely spread thighs.  Soon the incredible tingling
caused Nancy's body to start undulating as the sensations first drove her
in one direction and then another.

Yet, in spite of everything, Nancy still remembered why she was there.
This was a girl, in spite of her strange actions or perhaps because of
them, obviously needed her help.  Although she gamely kept trying, Nancy
had no idea who was passing oxygen to whom any more.  Athena had taken
complete possession of her mouth, and it was the totally bewildered Nancy
who was following Athena's breathing and not the other way around.  She
felt her body going increasingly out of control.  It was as if the powerful
Athena Valentine was sucking not just the air but the very soul out of her,
leaving behind only a mindless husk of deadly sensations.  She wondered if
it was just because she was nervous, being with her first real victim who
required first aid.  But, whatever the reason, Nancy Allen was feeling
terribly on edge, almost excited, in a way she had never felt before.  Not
being able to really breath was making her feel very light-headed, while
Athena's strangely active tongue wasn't helping either.  Nancy knew she
should break contact periodically to give herself air and a little escape
from that overpowering tongue, but something unknown within her now kept
her in a deadly mouth-lock with the perfect Miss Valentine.

Finally, after a particularly devastating caress by the unseen Paige, Nancy
raised her head and went completely stiff!  She felt herself suddenly on
the verge, her tingling pussy about to explode.  "Oh, No!" she gasped
aloud.  "NO!" She was about to climax!

Paige watched Nancy raise up on all fours, arching her back with her head
thrown back.  She knew Nancy was oh, so close, so very close, and in her
own excitement wanted very much to push her however unwilling over the
edge.  Paige grabbed the front and back of the tormented Nancy's panties
and gave them a few vigorous tugs back and forth to heighten Nancy
approaching orgasm.  The panties dug deeper between Nancy swelling pussy
lips and into her ass crack.

"Oooohhhhhhhh!!!  NNNOooooooooo!!!" moaned Nancy as she reared back and sat
on her heels.  The last time this almost happened was when some friends had
talked her once into going horseback riding wearing just a bikini.  Oh,
God!  That relentless pounding on her crotch!  Woof!  And now it was
happening again!

Nancy fought the unexpected urge desperately, pounding her fists on her
thighs.  Something within her wanted to open up and release the terrifying
emotions trying to escape from deep inside her body, but she dared not do
such a thing.  To lose control of her body so intimately in public would be
an embarrassment she could never survive.  Unthinkable, unthinkable!

In a few heart-stopping moments the terrible need passed and she rested her
opened hands flat on her sore thighs.  With vast relief, the confused teen
at least knew she was safe again.  "Thank God," she breathed in relief at
her escape from this ultimate humiliation.  But the closeness of almost
cumming in front of these other girls caused her to start shaking.
Becoming suddenly weak, she collapsed over Athena's chest.  "Sweet Jesus!"
she thought.  "I almost came!  Not a guy in sight and I almost creamed my
jeans!  What the hell is going on?"

It was as she lay limply across Athena Valentine, trying to recover from
her near disaster, that Nancy realized that something was touching her
chest.  HANDS WERE ON HER BARE CHEST!!!

She jerked her head up and saw with a sick horror that the unconscious
Athena Valentine was touching her naked breasts and...and smiling while she
did so!

"Oh God!" she thought.  "What is this?  What's wrong with this bitch?"
Nancy sat up and looked down in stunned amazement at the two gently
squeezing hands which were still covering her swollen tits through the
front of her open top.

The Nurse's Assistant could find no sign from the smiling Athena that the
prostrate senior was even aware of this very bizarre thing that she was
doing to her.  "Maybe this is part of the reaction," Nancy thought numbly,
her befuddled mind barely able to function.  "Oh God!  Maybe the poor girl
thinks she's holding her own tits!"

Yet it was her own reaction which stunned Nancy Allen even more.  Her
shoulders were pulled back, as if she was offering her chest to the unaware
hands.  Here she was with a girl actively touching her breasts, yet,
instead of running screaming from the room, all she could do was collapse
like a puddle of warm wax, a candle left to melt in the sensuous tropical
sun.

No one had ever touched her like that before and she was truly stunned at
how good it felt.  Who knew that her small tits were capable of such
wonderful sensations, her nipples so stiff they seemed ready to pop?  She
felt could just stay there forever!  But, good or not, the 16-year old
student knew that this wasn't right.  This wasn't right at all!  She was
suddenly aware of the other girls in the room who were watching and became
terribly ashamed.

Gathering her strength, Nancy stood and staggered past the watching Three
Amigos.  She tried for the hall door but as she walked she almost came
again, her panties doing terrible things to her sex, and instead went to
the large teacher's desk at the front left corner of the room.  There she
could recover once again and finally fix her underwear from its devastating
effects.  Nancy leaned panting against the front of the desk, and noticed
how the floor felt cool on her bare feet.  She wondered where she had taken
off her shoes.

The hair on the back of her neck stood in alarm as Nancy felt a presence
behind her.  She turned and was stunned to see the fabulous Athena
Valentine standing directly in front of her, so beautiful in her golden
nudity, her face glistening from their combined saliva.  Shaken at the
sight, Nancy quickly turned away again.  She was unaware as Athena lightly
pulled the dazed teen's opened top from her shoulders and let it fall
unheeded to the floor.

Athena turned the girl around again.  Athena leaned forward slightly and
kissed her.  Nancy was paralyzed.  She could do nothing except moan in weak
protest, "Mmmmmmmm."

Athena pulled her head back and stared deeply into teen's frightened eyes.
"It's okay," whispered Athena calmly.  "I know all about it."

Nancy wondered what in hell she was talking about.  Lost in Athena's
smoldering gaze, Nancy could only close her own eyes and stand passively
when Athena pulled their bodies together.  The student luxuriated in the
feel of the full firm breasts pressed against her own small tits, their
electrified nipples dueling.  This time when Athena pulled back and kissed
her, Nancy instinctively crossed her wrists behind Athena's neck and held
her close, yet in her very confused mind she was still undecided as to what
to do about any of this.

*****

The other three girls moved close to the embracing pair and watched
expectantly.

Paige, conscious of the passing time, made to finish the stripping of Nancy
Allen, but Lisa held her back.  "Let her finish it," Lisa whispered to
Paige, then kissed her softly on the neck.

Paige trembled at the touch.  Lisa always had had that effect on her.
After her head cleared, she knew that her friend was right as usual.  Paige
turned and gratefully kissed Lisa who had been watching her carefully.
"Thank you," she whispered back.  "You're always watching out for me."

"Hey, what about me?" whispered Natalie as she joined them.

The three girls stood with their arms around each other, heads together.

"The Three Amigos!" laughed Paige softly.

"Damn straight," said Lisa.

"Amen," said Natalie.

Together they turned to watch the final taking of Nancy Allen.

*****

Nancy watched stupefied as Athena Valentine sank to her knees in front of
her.  Down and down she went, until the beautiful reporter only stopping
when her face was directly in front Nancy's crotch.  Staring down over the
pale smooth flesh of her exposed front, Nancy realized with a start that
her clothes had all but disappeared.  Her top was gone, and her jeans were
open and hanging low on her hips.

Heart racing, she watched Athena slowly reach out to the opened front of
her jeans.  "Please fasten them," she prayed.  "This is all just a big
mistake.  Please, please fasten them.  I know you are going to fasten them.
I just know you are."

But Athena did not fasten them at all.  Instead, she pulled them down the
frightened teen's hips and trembling thighs until they were bunched around
her knees.  In horror, Nancy saw that her panties had somehow worked their
way between her vulva and were now deeply embedded deep within the soft
tender folds of her pussy, leaving only a very thin line of twisted
material running up to the waistband.  Her sex, with its sensibly trimmed
black pubic hair was completely visible to everyone in the room!

After looking at the exposed cunt for a wondrous moment, Athena reached out
with her shaking right hand and, with her index finger, touched the swollen
labia.

"AAAHHH!!!!" screamed Nancy as she instinctively jumped at the intimate
touch.  Tangled in her fallen jeans, the teen fell backwards over the desk,
landing heavily on the hard wooden surface.

"OOF!!" she gasped, winded by the fall.  She desperately to rise again but
could not.  She knew she must have landed on a pile of books or something
because her hips rose above the desk, like an offering of some kind to this
strange beautiful girl.  Worse, there was a Thing now penetrating deep in
her behind!  Oh God!  This was terrible!

She raised her head and froze when she saw Athena standing between her
widely splayed thighs.  Nancy watched in disbelief as Athena began to
slowly pull the twisted panties by the thin waistband down the smooth hips.

"But I'm a girl!" Nancy cried desperately as the waistband reached the
level of her heated pussy.  "You can't do this to me.  I'm a girl!"

But everyone ignored her and she dropped her head back onto the desk,
unable to watch any longer.

"HA!" Nancy gasped in shock as Athena abruptly pulled the embedded material
from her privates.  "This is terrible!" she thought.  "They can see
EVERYTHING!!"  Silent tears of shame flowed from her eyes as she felt her
panties continue their languid downward journey, only to stop at her knees
with her bunched jeans.  But the stop was a brief one, because soon she
felt her jeans also being pulled down her legs, until she was naked.
NAKED!

"I'm a girl," Nancy mumbled in befuddled horror as Athena positioned
herself once again between the helpless teen's thighs.  "Why?  Why are you
doing this?  I'm a girl."

Athena Valentine stared fascinated at the teen's dainty pussy a scant few
inches in front of her.  She was close enough to easily smell the
intoxicating aromas coming from the precious slit.  Heavenly!  Yet she
found she could not continue.  Even though the girl was a part of this
elaborate charade Paige had put on for her benefit (although Nancy's
pretended protests were most convincing), Athena instinctively stopped
before actually consummating this act of pretend seduction.  Everything had
happened so fast, she just didn't have time to do anything but react to
what was going on around her.  Shouldn't Paige be doing this to her?
Wasn't she the Superior Woman here?

Paige walked behind the nude reporter's bent-over form, drew back her
opened right hand, and swung it down as hard as she could.

SMACK!

Buttocks stinging, Athena jerked forward in shock, only to find her nose
buried deep into Nancy Allen's pussy!

"AAHHH!" screamed Nancy as the long-fought climax suddenly overwhelmed her.
Her hips bucked, driving Athena's nose and the insidious belt tip ever
deeper inside of her erupting body!

"Lick it!  Lick it all, you fucking bitch!" shouted Paige and she spanked
the struggling Athena again.

SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

"Owww!" Athena moaned as her tender buttocks burned.  Tears streamed down
her face as she pulled her nose free, placed her hands firmly on the girl's
slim hips and began to dutifully slurp up Nancy Allen's flowing wetness of
sweet girl cum.  At her first taste of the teen's essence, a surprised
Athena forgot everything but the desire to drain this girl dry of every
drop of her precious fluids.  Good!  So good!  As she alternately licked
and sucked, and Athena made sure to pay special attention to the little
erect soldier she found peaking coyly out of its folds of flesh.  What was
left of Athena's mind reeled!  "Her clit!" she thought.  "I'm doing her
dear, sweet clit!"

Between mighty climaxes, a quaking Nancy tried to escape the voracious,
magic mouth fastened firmly between her legs but she could not.  Once again
Athena seemed intent on sucking out her very soul, but the sensations
coming from her sex were so unexpected, so fabulous, that the inexperienced
Nancy was caught without any way of defending herself against them.  She
was certain that Athena Valentine was doing something terribly lewd to her,
but the bedazzled Nancy had no idea as what strange things were happening
to the secret place between her legs.  Whenever she dared to sneak a peek,
all she could see was the golden blonde head of her ravisher.  Her body
could only writhe helplessly in pure sensual pleasure, her breasts dancing
on her chest, sweat dripping down her sides, as Athena's sucking mouth
worked the pulsating pussy below the wildly bucking hips.  Unable to help
herself any longer, lost to all the world except the sensations radiating
throughout her long-deprived body, Nancy's hands went to her tits, where
she joyfully pulled and squeezed the sensitive mounds as finally she gave
herself up completely to whatever the beautiful senior was doing to her!

The Three Amigos watched awestruck as the beautiful Athena continued her
task.  Athena was so carried away that she did not stop until long after a
mindless Nancy Allen had jerked one last time and lay insensible upon the
desk, her hands still greedily clutching her own breasts.

*****

Chest heaving, a sweating and completely exhausted Athena Valentine looked
in dull amazement at the unconscious form of the naked teen.  The girl had
not be acting at all!  She was out cold!  Oh, God!  The realization cut her
like a knife.  She had just stripped and seduced an innocent.

Lisa was at Athena's feet, holding Nancy's underwear.  Athena dutifully
stepped into the bright panties, and Natalie pulled them up until they
stretched tightly over her hips.  Athena felt terrible!  The panties were
still warm and damp from their previous owner.  What had she done?  What
could she have been thinking to do such a thing to someone, especially to a
young girl?

"I'll...I'll pay you back!" sobbed Athena quietly to the unconscious teen.
"Really I will."

"Still too much spirit," observed Paige.  "She needs to calm down a bit."

"No problem!" giggled Natalie as she helped Athena arms into the sleeves of
her new snug top.  Athena's fingers were quite numb, and she smiled sadly
as Natalie had to button the top for her.  Natalie smiled happily at the
sight of the small black buttons straining ominously under the tension
caused by the full, high-set breasts in the too-small top, their proud
contours clearly visible under the tight material.  "Oh, yummy!" Natalie
whispered.  "This won't hold for long."

"I'm such a mess," Athena thought.  "I can't even dress myself.  Thank God
Paige and her friends found me.  Thank God for Paige."

The Three Amigos had a wonderful time making certain that Athena's new
panties fitted her properly.  Athena was worried when hands somehow worked
their way inside, but she was so exhausted that she did not have to
strength to protest, even when they started to accidentally touched her
secret places.  The girls were just trying to help, and she dully realized
that it was her own fault for losing her clothes in the first place.  It
was when the fingers entered her and started rubbing against her poor clit
that she tried to protest and pull the offending hands away, but by then it
was too late for her to do anything except shudder under another climax!
Her hands fell limply to her sides and it took all of her draining strength
to stand on shaking legs and not to collapse to the floor.  Never
hesitating, the girls continued their abuse of the helpless reporter's
crotch.

By her second climax the girls felt that Athena was ready.  While Natalie
and Lisa made sure that Athena's nipples were erect and clearly visible
under the top, Paige had pulled down the very dazed Athena's panties.  It
was when the girls had driven the hapless Athena toward her third climax
and she was close to passing out that Paige inserted the slim vibrator deep
into the unaware reporter's sopping cunt.

"Ooohhh," moaned Athena as she weakly fought the shocking sensations which
threatened to make her cum once again.  "What are you doing to me?"

Paige only giggled in reply as she pulled up the panties nice and tight
once again.  "Jeans, Lisa," she commanded.

Lisa brought over Nancy Allen's jeans and all three helped to put them on
the very limp 22-year old woman.

"So what's so special about that one?" Natalie asked, indicating with a
flick of her head the now very damp crotch band of Athena's new panties.

Paige showed her a small remote control she had been holding in the palm of
her left hand.  "The vibrator?  I found it in with Bohon's other stuff.
This thing was attached to it.  I think it's the remote for it."

"Oh, my.  How lovely is that?"  Natalie observed happily.  "Let's try it!"

"Should certainly get her attention, anyway," said Lisa.  "Wonder what the
range is?"

"Guess we'll just have to find out," Paige said.  She fastened the front of
the low jeans, then twisted the pulled-up zipper tab.

"What are you doing to that poor woman's crotch?" laughed Lisa.

"I found this tiny lock, I think it's for a suitcase or something, in with
Bohon's stuff," replied Paige.

"So what?" ask Natalie.

Paige looked briefly in exasperation at her friend, then returned her
attention to Athena's crotch.

"This is going to be great.  I fixed the snap so that it can't fasten, so
she'll have to break this lock to get her jeans off."

"I ask again, so what?  That ridiculous thing will last about five seconds,
even if she doesn't try and break it."

"I've also jammed the zipper.  Now the only way she can strip to get our
special present out is for her to break the lock and rip the zipper open!
Meanwhile, we can drive her crazy with this thing and there's nothing she
can do about it.  Is that cool or what?"

"Yes, but....  Darn, I still don't get it."

"Natalie," said Lisa patiently.  "She won't be able to fasten her jeans
again once they are opened.  They are so low on her anyway, she'll be
losing her pants all over the place."

"Oh.  Okay, that's what I thought."

"Natalie!" laughed Lisa.

"Enough!" said Paige.  "Is she ready?"

"Her hair could use a combing," observed Lisa.

"No.  She looks best with that nice freshly fucked look.  It suits her."

"Okay.  You're the boss."

Natalie eagerly grabbed the remote from Paige's hand.  "Now, let's see what
this button-thingy does."

"Wait!" warned Paige.

"UUUHHHHHH!!!" cried a stunned Athena Valentine as she doubled over, hands
clutching desperately at her electrified crotch!

"Natalie!" said Paige in disgust.

"Oops.  A little too much there.  My fault."

Lisa looked at the groaning reporter laying curled up on the floor, her
entire body pulsing from the devastating climax.  "I think you just made
her..., well, you know."

"Well, fuck her if she can't take a joke," laughed Natalie.

*****

As The Three Amigos escorted the totally bewildered Athena Valentine from
the room, they encountered Mrs. Bohon and Mrs. Nelson, the school's
Principal.

"No.  You're taking her with you?" Mrs. Nelson said, her voice filled with
disappointment.  "But you can't!"

Chimed in Bohon, "Yes, that's right.  You can't take her now.  I haven't
finished with her yet.  She still owes me a report."

"Sorry," Paige explained to the saddened women as she lovingly caressed the
dazed reporter's tightly covered ass, "but Athena here has a really big
night to get ready for, and we're late as it is."

The school's Principal watched with interest Athena Valentine's beautiful
flushed face with the tiny cleft of concentration between the thin arched
eyebrows, the unfocused eyes, and the tiny damp spot appearing low on the
senior's crotch.  "My, we have been busy, haven't we?" she said.  "How
nice.  But those shoes!  Ugh!  They have got to go!"

"They are kind of big for her, but they're all we had," said Paige.
"Sorry."

"Good thing we brought these," said Bohon.  In her raised right hand were
Athena's stylish pumps.  "We found them floating around the office."

"Oh, cool!" cried Natalie.  She took the proffered footwear and a short
time later the very preoccupied Athena was wearing them.

"Thank you," said Paige sincerely.  "I like to see her dressed right."

"Honey," said Bohon, "that girl could make a burlap bag look good!"

"I know," replied Paige.  "She is...so special, isn't she?"

"Ah, excuse me," interrupted Lisa.  "But we really don't have time for
this."

"Oh, my!  Prom night!" Paige said.  "I almost forgot!"

"Oh, boy!" giggled Natalie.

Paige looked at her friends.  "We have to get out of here.  Come on, guys."

Natalie and Lisa each took one of Athena's limp arms and proceeded to lead
the dazed reporter down the hall.  They were closely followed by Paige who
was having a great deal of fun running her hands over Athena Valentine's
firm working buttocks.

"Oh, we...ah...borrowed some of your toys, too" Paige said bashfully over
her shoulder.

"Well!" Bohon said in mock dismay to the departing girls.  "What didn't you
take?"

"We did leave you a little something," said Lisa.

"A present, sort of," added Natalie.  "It's in the room.  It's like a doll
that when you pull on the cord, she sits up and talks!"

"A present?" asked a very skeptical Mrs. Nelson.  She opened the door to
the classroom and saw the very naked Nancy Allen laying across Mrs. Bohon's
desk.  "Sue, come take a look at this."

There lay the proper Nancy Allen, Nurse's Assistant, with her widely spread
legs dangling off the edge of the desk.  Her hands were playing with her
hard nipples.  She looked very erotic, all covered in sweat and her hair
fanning out around her face, like Mena Suvari in American Beauty.  A look
of contentment fill her lovely young face as she lay there with dazed eyes,
smiling to herself.

Mrs. Bohon joined the Principal at the door.  "That's what I call a
present," she murmured.  She turned and called to the departing group,
"Thank you, girls!"

"Enjoy!" replied The Three Amigos.

"What do you think?" asked Bohon quietly when the girls had reached the far
end of the hall and disappeared after turning the corner.

"Well," started Nelson matter-of-factly, "there are several problems here.
To begin with, this is a clear violation of the school's dress code.  Let's
see, she's certainly has broken the student behavior code by misusing
personal properly with that belt up her ass.  Finally, she is here
illegally by being in the building after hours without a permission slip,
and I do so hate trespassers."

"She was such a promising student, too.  Think we can save her?"

"Sue, I always maintain that there is no such thing as a student without
potential.  Even if it takes all night, I'm perfectly willing to work and
work on her, doing whatever needs to be done, constantly pounding it into
her without respite until she finally sees the light and becomes a student
the school would be proud of having."

"'Proud of having', yes," sighed Bohon.  "Well said.  Shall we begin?"

"By all means.  But first, please call her parents.  Tell them that Nancy
Allen will be helping the school staff with Prom Night until later this
evening.  Much later this evening.  Oh, and bring batteries from the supply
cabinet in the office, will you?  Lots of batteries."

*****

End of Part 9