Carl, of course, was as excited as I was about going to the dance. I got to relieve him twice, as you may know. Both times I did it on my knees in fro...t of the whole class. Both times I collected his cum all over my blouse and skirt. I went through the day stained with his semen, and I was very proud of it.I agree with Carl, too, about the afternoon assembly. Why were only the girls up there? There were at least three boys who'd spent the entire week naked, but girls were all that was up there. It would be easier to accommodate her than to argue. He had nothing to hide, and if he did Mrs. Wilkinson would have already found it in her earlier foray into his quarters. When they got to the top of the stairway James let himself in. Ethel poured herself in right behind him."Take a look around," she ordered, as if she were the one granting the privilege. "Take your time." She followed him into his bedroom.James played along. He knew that he would find nothing amiss. She wouldn't put herself. Her mini skirt barely covered her ass, and there was a shirt gap between them and her thigh highs. Between my nylons, thong, leather skirt, and makeup I was already aroused. Combining that with seeing her dressed up so fuckable, I was straight horney. I could feel the slime of my cum move as my cock strained to stand up against its prison. "You have quite the bulge right now," she informed me. "I take that as you like?" She didn't specify and neither did I. I liked her outfit and mine.. It'scertainly not the clothes I would want to be dressed in my first time outas a girl. So, you can imagine how abashed I'm feeling, almost naked andwith my nipples marking my top, giving a nice show to any man who haseyes.We walked all the shopping. We were the stars of the place, four gorgeousgirls walking together and one of them, me, with almost nothing coveringherself walking clumsily over the heels. It's very different thetreatment people give me now. Most of the women look at me.