”“Go back to your class.”“Okay, okay.”Mr. Reese watched them go down the hall. Two twelve-year-olds with their heads down.His office manager...came up to him, “You were pretty hard on them.”“Cecille, we have a new sheriff in the building and he just kicked some ass.”“Who?” Cecille asked.“Major Frank Taylor.” Mr. Reese was looking at John, Jenny, and General Franks.“What did our son do?” John asked.“Your Son is our new sheriff and his cadets are his posy. The three bullies decided to steal his. Why don’t you go see what’s on TV or something, or you can mess around on my computer, just don’t do anything crazy, I don’t want to spend my weekend fixing it.’ He took off his shirt and headed to the bathroom. He flipped on the light, shut the door, and removed his pants, underwear and socks. He stared at himself in the mirror, flexing, looking at his face, and admiring his own body. He loved to be naked, he loved the feeling of total freedom, his cock out in the open. He began to harden as. Jennifer was holding my hand as we walked. Both girls and boys spoke to her. The feeling from this is amazing. To be recognized by your peers in this way only inspires self-confidence.The message had the added factor of putting additional pressure on the students involved. Yesterday, it was just practice. Today, it’s practically a performance.I got through the day, casually being an observer in both choir and orchestra practice. If I have the desire to be a professional conductor, I need more. “Very well,” I remarked as I turned around with my back to them, undid my bra, and let it drop to the floor. I covered my tits with my hands before I turned around.“Oh come on. Let's see them,” Mike pleaded playfully. With a smile, I dropped my hands and grabbed my beer. The guys went wild and made a lot of comments about my boobs as they grabbed their beers too. This excited me and I made comments about their dicks getting harder. I have no doubt that my nipples were nice and pointy too..