Relieved that I can continue with class uninterrupted, I can actually relax a bit.  During the test, I actually forget about this morning, grateful I have something else to concentrate on.  The tension comes back with a shock, however, twisting my stomach in a knot when I'm singled out.<br/><br/><em>Why....</em><br/><br/>I stand<strong>doing as he says</strong>, taking my quiz with me, and carry it low, covering my groin.  Everyone still sees my ass as I approach the front to stand next to the professor and turn around, trying not to look at the two classes staring at me as I attempt to contain some modesty with my sheet.  I can't even ask what he's planning, unsure of my ability to speak at the moment.