In the bathroom, I quickly stripped the condom I had thoughtfully put in place before class and disposed of it before giving myself a rinse and blot.A... I re-entered the classroom, her plan fell apart.She was surrounded by members of her clique, all with their phones videoing the proceedings. I noticed that her bra had been replaced and that several cameras were zoomed in on my crotch area, in order to provide the damning proof that I had masturbated myself to orgasm while ostensibly advising a. Oh no this is naughty! “I tell you what.” Oh this is wrong! “Do you really want to touch them?” OK calm down! “Thought so! Well… if you show me your… you know. I’ll let you squeeze my boobs.” Ooh my pussy feels all hot and aching. I don’t know how far this could go. Oh fuck! You’re unzipping your trousers. “Calm down! Take your time!” Down to your boxers. Looking big… Oh yes! Nice! “Hmmmm…you have a lovely cock!” I’m getting wet down there now! I can feel my pussy melting. “Can I touch it?”. I paused to stare at the red lace thong she wore. “This is against dress code as well.” I said tracing the thin silk ribbon between her cheeks. She shivered at the touch. “What have you to say for yourself?” “I am sorry, sir.” She whispered. “I will have to confiscate them. Stand up and remove them.” I stepped back and she complied, handing me her panties with down cast eyes. “Your skirt too.” I remarked as she turned away. She looked at me with frightened eyes, “But sir – “ “Do as your. Down both sides of the room is a number of cubicles for those who like a bit of privacy with curtains for those who are really shy.Tom and Liz head over to one of the cushions toward the middle of the stage and organise it so it slopes upwards away from the stage so they can lay back and watch the show that is about to start.To their right is an interesting couple, the woman looks to be in her late thirties but her partner is only around twenty; possibly it’s her son who has come to chaperone.