It was a uniform, or non-uniform in this case that was deliberately designed to frustrate me. Even the young lady teacher who took me for that first c...ass was dressed in a similar fashion.To me the one good thing about being in advance of the rest of the class, which I was, and about having a good grasp of the subject, which I did, was the freedom it allowed me to look around.For most of that first lesson my eyes were focused under the desks of some of those girls instead of on my computer. I yelped and covered myself with my dirty laundry as a stunned Mike pulled the door closed, apologising profusely. I ran to my bedroom, slamming my door as I went.I felt so embarrassed as I pulled on a pair of panties and put on my night shirt, which was like a blokes shirt, buttons all the way up front. How could I face Mike now after he had seen me like that? I didn’t have long to wait. Still sat on the edge of my bed, there came a gentle knock on my door. I called out to whoever it was. I found mom's sex toys. :)There were a few vibrators tucked in the drawer, with sleeves for them and nipple clamps and a few other things. I was excited. I tried to turn the one vibrator on, but discovered it did not have batteries. Well I went and found some.I wanted to experiment with the toy. I was excited. I also wondered what it would like to be in lingerie. So I put on some of the sexy lingerie of my mom's that wasn't way too big, got on my parent's bed, and plopped some batteries in the. I sat there looking at the blank screen, thank god I had closed the folder with the pictures in them. I looked at Amy, hoping she would have an answer for me, but when I looked in her eyes I could tell something wasn’t right. “What? What is it?” “Well, there are more pics. I don’t know if you want to see them.” “MORE!!! Dear god, what else could there be?” Amy sat there, calm and collected and said, “If you want to see them I will show you, and I will be here to help you through this.” Again, I.