My dick felt like it was about to rip my shorts off."Ummm James, are you allowed to do that?" She said, I thought I could see her nipples hardening th...ough her shirt. "Yes of course I am. Would you like to see mine, you can touch me if you like?" The instant I pulled up my shirt I knew I had gone too far. She had put her shirt back down. But suddenly her hand drifted up to my six pack and rubbed my hard chest. I thought I heard a quiet moan escape her lips and her eyes closed.I knew the time. ..I'm gonna kill you, Bitch." She grasps you by the hair of your head and leads you out the door to a room where you're strapped to a chair.For several hours you're tortured by her and several other women, you never cry out, you don't tell 'em a fuckin' thing. You're returned to the same room where Crim was murdered only to find his body gone...they didn't even clean up the blood. You roll onto your back and groan.Sleep come's late into the...morning or whatever. You're awakened by the doors to. On the blackboard were written several bulleted lines under the heading all in caps: LIFE CLASS THEME SUGGESTIONS. The students had be shouting out ideas of what themes were best to express human frailty or beauty through female or male nude art work.Suggestions included:Feminine Modesty,Embarrassed Naked Female,Siren-Slut,Stripping and HumiliationUndressed to ImpressMen Stripped of PowerUnaware and No UnderwearThere were more girls in the class than boys, but the guys were more brazen and put. I believed that Lisa had my best intentions at heart."I paused and looked around the room. Some people, Eva in particular, hadsmirks on their faces, as though my rant dressed up in this caricature ofan outfit was quaint. But, many others had a new look on their faces,one of noticeable shock.I then turned directly to Lisa, which I had avoided doing. She too waslooking confused at my sudden outburst. And, mixed with that, was asteeled glare of 'don't you dare'.But as I said, something.