A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)
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				Title: <strong>A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>03-08-2008, 23:37:05</strong>
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				A MOST UNUSUAL EDUCATION<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Amy Hunter<br><strong>Age: </strong> 16<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Nationality:</strong> English<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'4"<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 129lbs, (9st 3lbs), 34C 25 34<br><strong>Hair Colour:</strong> Auburn, curly, shoulder length<br><strong>Eye Colour:</strong> Deep brown<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br><br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/04/AmyHunter_300.jpg)<br><br>She’s currently wearing a dark grey knee length pleated skirt, white blouse, white knee socks and low black shoes.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> I was brought up strictly by overbearing parents too busy succeeding to do much more than leave me in the care of nannies, so I attended an all-girls boarding school from the age of twelve but constantly complained to father about the sloppy rules and weak teachers and generally lax regime at St. Bardens Academy. Useless.<br><br>I completed my middle education in a whirl of tantrums and bitchy asides at how ‘improper’ St. Bardens was until finally father, being an ‘old boy’ at Middenhall Grange in Sussex decided I might be woken up by a crash course of completing my education there. Not that I knew his reasons, nor his connection to the school then.<br><br>Father contacted Middenhall early in the year and having affiliations with the current headmaster, Colonel Hartley, via business as well as being a private sponsor of the school, his troublesome daughter (haha, me!) found herself transferred to Middenhall near Horstead Keynes in the heart of the Sussex countryside in June. That would give me, he said, a few useful weeks to ‘acclimatize’ to Middenhall’s regime before the July summer break. Father told me that I could, at the end of term choose to remain in the dorms over summer or spend vacation time with the family.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrange.jpg)<br><br>One June afternoon a taxi drew up at the college gates and I found myself hauling a large wheeled portmanteau through the vast double wooden doors and into the cool shady archway beyond, on the left of which a Gothic-arched doorway led to the bursar’s office. Negotiating with him to leave my trunk there to be sent up to my dorm by the school porters, I wandered out of the gloom of the arch and stood in the sunshine to one side of the grassy quad wondering where on earth I should go.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrangeEntrance.jpg)<br><br>I was, according to the leaflet in the acceptance package I’d been given, in Hareton Hall, each ‘hall’ being approximately a class in size of around 30 to 40 students who shared rooms in pairs, the boarding rooms being on the upper storey of the Gothic ranges of buildings that surrounded the grassy quadrangle. My letter told me to find my room which was apparently numbered 10 and then unpack and be ready for dinner at seven. After dinner I, or rather we, since by then I would have met my roommate, would have an initial meeting with our Hall Tutor. The letter was silent about his name. So now, it was a case of finding Hareton Hall.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrangeQuad03.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 12:50:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Victoria Whinebeck<br><strong>Age:</strong>17<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Nationality:</strong> English<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'6"<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 135 lbs (10 st 8lbs)<br><strong>Hair:</strong> Naturally: Brown. Currently: Blond. <br><strong>Eye:</strong> Green.<br><strong>App:</strong><br>(http://www.xxxphotosharing.com/images/in59swsui6fkj5edm8y_thumb.jpg) (http://www.xxxphotosharing.com/viewer.php?file=in59swsui6fkj5edm8y.jpg)<br>(Thumbnail, click for larger version)<br><br><strong>Background:</strong><br>I'm generally quite active, sport-wise, meaning I'm usually in quite good shape. I was brought up with some sports like polo, which actually means I can ride a horse quite well. Generally, life has been treating me pretty well, my parents were nice, which of course meant that I didn't realise how good they were being and took advantage of it. I don't think I'm very spoilt, but then, I probably am. I lived mostly out in the country for my life, meaning I grew up around some horses, which probably helped me be able to ride better in the city playing Polo, while I love the city, I do miss the country sometimes; large open areas for you to play and do what you want. I'm not really suited for any of the jobs in the city, only being home-schooled for now meant I only had the information my parents wanted me to have. I decided that I needed something more, something that wouldn't just be useful for a farm, and enrolled at the nearest school I could. That was awhile ago, before the start of the school year, meaning I just managed to jump into the school before admissions closed. I was in Hareton Hall, room ten, and so far hadn't been sharing a room with anyone, if this was because I was technically a country girl, or just not used to city life, I'll never know. So begun my education at Middenhall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 19:29:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Charles Moulton<br><strong>Age:</strong> 52<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Male<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'11"<br><strong>Hair:</strong> Grey<br><strong>Eyes:</strong> Brown<br><strong>App: </strong><br>(http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-15476664.jpg?size=572&amp;uid={f7b11809-47de-4157-b60d-33a911b1789d})<br><br><strong>Background:</strong><br><br>Twenty years at Middenhall had made me the longest current serving Master. I am now House-Master of Hareton Hall which is the only all-female House at the School. Girls have only recently been allowed into Middenhall. I have often been known as the strictest of the teachers here and most pupils I teach personally have had parents request me specifically. <br><br>I must say I have enjoyed the introduction of girls into the school. While I enjoy "educating" boys and ensuring they are well behaved and "model" pupils I do prefer the obedience and loyalty of girls a lot more. There is something particularily satisfying in having an 18 year old girls lips wrapped around a cock. Boys just dont cut it with me.<br><br>The year is about to start. I have two in particular I have to keep an eye out for. Victoria Whinebeck and Amy Hunter. They are both from "money" and their fathers have both asked me the Head, Colonel Hartley to ensure they are obedient. I dont think that will be a problem. 
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				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>04-08-2008, 23:39:24</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Mr Moulton</strong></span><br><br>Colonel Hartley was a good man. He had made the school a powerful school in the area and the education fraternity. Like me he belived in discipline and obedience. <br><br>The school survived on the usual bread and butter and students but some parents who were usually ex pupils looked for something more than an excellent education. They wanted their children reformed. Or disciplined. Or they wanted them to be sexually equipped people. <br><br>The Colonel was a disciplinarian. I however was keen on humiliation. We worked well together. He stopped me before i returned to the entrance to Hareton and enquired as to the new arrivals. I explained that I had yet to meet the latest two. I was going to go see them now. <br><br>They had only just made each others acquaintance so it would be interesting. They probably had no clue what their parents had signed them up for. I enjoyed the fact that the rest of the school did not understand. I like to humiliate my "special ones" as it was more shocking for their peers to watch their embarrssment. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 10:39:21</strong>
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				Dispite how long Victoria had been there (which, in comparison to other students, wasn't very), she still had relatively few friends. She didn't mind this of course, living in the country allowed her to be used to being alone, and could quite easily entertain herself, in a variety of ways. Right now, I happened to be in the bathroom. I didn't expect anyone to be coming straight into either my room, or at the very least the bathroom, so the door had been left open ajar, the steam on the mirror annoys me occasionally. Turning off the hot water, I step out of the shower and wrap a pink towel around my body, tucking the end of it at my cleavage. Yawning, I pick up another towel, and drape it over my shoulders, only to collect any water from my hair; the whole hair-in-towel thing doesn't sit well with me. Walking out of the bathroom, I walk to the living room...or living area as it probably should be called as that and some other rooms aren't separated by any walls, just one big room. Shutting the blinds, I sit down on the couch and picked up a book that happened to be laying around, beginning to read, after flicking on the lamp of course.
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 22:36:46</strong>
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				Holding the small sketch map layout graphic plan thingy of the school in my hand I tried to orientate myself with where I was. I had my back to the main entrance which was on the north side of the school, meaning I must be facing south. I was in the grassy quadrangle so Hareton <em>should</em> be at the top floor of the range of buildings opposite me, the south range. The college had been founded in the 1700s apparently and originally under church auspices had been sold into private hands quite recently, after World War II. It was now maintained by fees plus special subsides from notable sponsors and some corporate kick backs. There were also contracts with suppliers of sports equipment, computers and such which added to the funding. It all seemed straight forward enough.<br><br>I set off around the quad using the wide paved pathway that ran around all four sides below the quite magnificent Gothic sandstone buildings, each range more or less identical other than the main gateway in the street facing side. According to the guide that came with my acceptance letter, the ground floor of the main buildings comprised all the administrative facilities. Main office, secretaries’ offices, filing and records, copy centre, nurses’ station and medical room, library, IT suite, storerooms, the Headmasters suite of rooms, the common rooms for each year which comprised the seniors bar, the middle years lounge and the juniors ‘scrum room’. There was also on the street side the bursar’s office and porters lodges. Apparently there was quite an army of porters and their first job as far as I was concerned was to take my trunk along the service corridor behind the bursar’s office to the service lift and deliver it to room ten of Hareton.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrangeLibrary.jpg)<br>(Library)<br><br>On the floor above the administration facilities were the classrooms, several to each range all oak panelled and gloomy and smelling of polish and chalk dust.<br><br>The top floor which was tucked up under the eaves of the pitched roof held the dormitories or ‘Halls’ as Middenhall Grange called them. Each was up to twenty double rooms and there was more than one hall to each range, there being three years of students here and several classes to each year although a number of the students were day students, sleeping off campus or, if they lived locally, at home.<br><br>Behind the main rectangular layout of the main buildings and reached via gates in the side away from the street was a host of other facilities. The Main Hall was reached by a covered colonnaded walkway across the lawns. Here were held assemblies and all meals, the students working in a rota to attend to the shifting of tables and chairs and cleaning up as required. The kitchens were behind the Main Hall and beyond them, attached at the far side were the Masters lodgings. These were sited adjacent so that meals could be served hot to both the students in the Hall and the Masters in their rooms. The Masters lodgings also formed a very attractive Gothic structure that faced the south range and was about two hundred metres distant.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrangeProfessorsChambers.jpg)<br>(Masters Lodgings)<br><br>Across the lawn from the Main Hall was the college chapel and further south the music, drama and arts facilities, gymnasium and two swimming pools; an open air one for summer and an indoor one for winter. Beyond here again the college grounds led on to the sports pitches and finally parkland, woodland and meadows adjoining the river and lake. Here students could walk and relax after school time as well as exercise. There was a public footpath that crossed the river and ran up the side of the school property to the street alongside the main north building and which connected the north and south sides of town for pedestrians.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MiddenHallGrangeCloister.jpg)<br>(Typical Corridor)<br><br>Inside the south range I found myself in a long corridor with a vaulted ceiling much like a church. On the walls paintings of crispy old dudes and hags no doubt ex-teachers smiled snottily down at me. A further corridor was wooden floored and panelled along its walls. It smelled of polish and dusty old books and I was reminded of the set of Hogwarts. I finally came across a spiral staircase that had at its foot a polished brass plaque on the wall advising me this was the way up to Hareton, Proctor and Beaumont Halls.<br><br>I set off up the spiral stairs being struck by how old this place was and how beautifully maintained; all the oak panelling was nearly black with age and centuries of polish, the place made me feel quite relaxed, calm and protected. I thought I might enjoy it here. At the top of the staircase I was faced with a long corridor lined with a thick red pile carpet, on the polished walls various dull old landscape prints hung and between the wall bracket lamps were a multitude of doors, like a hotel corridor.<br><br>On my journey through the school I had seen a lot of students and professors about, moving between classes no doubt but up here it was silent. Creeping a little uncomfortably along I reached a door marked ‘10’. Taking out the big brass key I had been given by the bursar I slid it in the keyhole but there was no need since the door was unlocked. Knocking three times I called out, <strong>“Hello?”</strong> and went in.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Hartley_Room10.jpg)<br>(Room Ten, Hareton Hall)<br><br>I was met by a quite surprising sight. The room was nothing like I imagined. It was still rather musty and wood-panelled but was bigger and by reason of it being on the south facing side of the building, sunlight streamed in brightening it up considerably. It was laid out much like a good quality hotel room. To my right was a wardrobe with mirrored doors, where I guessed dresses and coats would hang, to my left another door which presumably was the bathroom. In front of me a short passage between these two led to the room proper and it was huge. A large squishy sofa and armchair lay to the right with a low table in front and a big mirror behind. Ahead of me were two desks and sets of bookcases with a pair of bureaux for smaller clothes and at the far end a pair of half-glazed doors led out to a balcony about eight feet square that was partly set back under the pitch of the roof like a dormer window. There were long heavy wine-red drapes that could be pulled over the doors. Through the glass of the balcony doors I could just make out what must be the roof of the Masters lodgings about a couple of hundred metres away.<br><br>Also in the room was a blonde girl, about my age or a little older. She was a touch taller than me too.<br><br><strong>“Oh, hello,”</strong> I started, <strong>“Have I got the right room? I’m Amy Hunter, I just got here. I was told I’m staying in room ten at Hareton.”</strong> I smiled as nicely as I could, it would be best to start off on the right foot.<br><br>Then I saw my question was answered for me: my trunk occupied a large chunk of floor near one of the desks.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 22:56:44</strong>
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				Looking up from the book reluctantly as I heard the door of my room open, a blush spread across my face like wildfire. It was more my clothing than anything else, while I'm fine with nakedness, around others I get a little shyer. Probably because I'm not as used to it as most people, I'd probably blush even wearing a bikini. Standing up, I made sure that the towel was covering everything appropriate. "Amy...Amy Hunter..." I repeated, "I was told something about someone coming here, so you might be..." I nodded, "I'll just go check," I added.<br>&nbsp;<br>Making my way over to the low table, I bent over and picked up an ancient mobile phone, my own, of course, possibly flashing a bit of skin to Amy in the process. Dialing, I waited.<br><br>"Hi...Whinebeck....room ten...I'd like to make an enquiry about someone staying in the room...." I started, putting the phone to my collarbone, "Sorry, what did you say your name was? Hunter, right?" I asked, and when I got a reply, I went back to the phone. "Hunter...Amy," I said. A few minutes later, I put the phone down, "Yeah, you've got the right place...I haven't seen you before...I take it you're new?" I asked, "I'm Victoria Whinebeck," I said, holding out a hand to Amy.
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 23:12:20</strong>
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				She made a phone call to make sure I'd not gone in the wrong room. I hoped I hadn't as if I had then the porters had put my trunk in the wrong one too... unless this girl was in the wrong room...? But that didn't seem right, she was taking a bath and obviously had been rooming here a good while, I caught sight of her gear stowed around, books on the shelves, ornaments and make up on the bureau, a computer on her desk... Nope, she was certainly a permanent fixture here. I just hoped I'd not messed up.<br><br>She finished her phone call and turned to me.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah, you've got the right place...I haven't seen you before...I take it you're new? I'm Victoria Whinebeck."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> She held out her hand and I went over to shake, <strong>"Thanks, pleased to meet you. I'm glad I found it alright, I got lost a few times. This place is huge! So... it looks like we're roommates this year, I hope I fit in okay, its all so new!"<br><br>"Oh, and I'm really sorry, I did knock but I guess you didn't hear. I don't usually walk in on people wearing towels. Uh...sorry."</strong> I finished a bit lamely.<br><br><strong>"Well I suppose I should unpack. I'll take this desk, yes?"</strong> I asked pointing to the desk that didn't have a computer and a stack of homework on it.
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				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 23:19:34</strong>
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				Taking Amy's hand, which felt surprisingly warm, "Yeah, you'll get used to it though...and I'm sure most people here will be nice enough to send you in the right direction. I'm going to assume you're new here? I haven't seen you around, but then, you could be from another house..." realising I was rambling a little, I shut myself up. "Oh, I was just in the shower...I might not have" shrugging, and looking over to the desk "Yeah, I was hoping I'd get a roommate at one point or another, it seems just a little too big for one person, know what I mean?". It felt like I already knew her, she just seemed really friendly, something just clicked instantly. "I'll just go change, I'll be right back...make yourself at home" I finished, before leaving, returning to the bathroom, leaving the door open a crack; more out of habit than anything else. Pulling on a top, some panties and a skirt, she rehung the towels, and walked back out. "There, sorry, I was a <em>little</em> underdressed" I added, a little embraced. Her nipples had formed very slight dents in the top, as it was slightly formfitting, but it was barely noticeable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>05-08-2008, 23:47:15</strong>
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				She shook my hand firmly and when she spoke she seemed very friendly.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm going to assume you're new here? I haven't seen you around, but then, you could be from another house..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"That's right, fresh in an hour ago. I'm from Moreton-in-the-Marsh by the way. In the Cotswolds. I went to St. Bardens Academy near Cheltenham for three years. That was an utter waste of time. What a dump!"</strong> I rolled my eyes and laughed.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah, I was hoping I'd get a roommate at one point or another, it seems just a little too big for one person, know what I mean?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Yeah, totally! I don't like being alone much, so I'm glad you're nice I hope we get on well. I spoke to a few students on the way up here, people seem pretty decent really. But what's our form Mistress like? Not some fire-breathing old hag I hope?"</strong> As we talked she went in the bathroom to dress and I opened up my trunk and began to unpack.<br><br>I was almost done, I hadn't brought much, mostly clothes, which went in the wardrobe and my bureau, plus a few novels and my school books, my laptop, my CD and portable DVD player and a big stack of toiletries and makeup, a total heap of feminine goodies like every girl seems to have far too much of.<br><br>When the trunk was empty I slid it under the bed.<br><br>Hm.<br><br>The bed. Singular. Odd.<br><br>She came out the bathroom dressed.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"There, sorry, I was a <em>little</em> underdressed"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh, don't worry, it's fine. We'll get to see a good deal of each other pretty soon I guess! I'm not bothered if you're not!"</strong> I chit-chatted happily away and went in the bathroom to stash my toiletries. I found a cupboard beside the sink with some spare shelf space. I put all my bottles and jars and packets in there.<br><br>I came back out, <strong>"Uh, there was one thing Victoria. I might sound a bit thick, but where do I sleep?"</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 01:31:41</strong>
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				I thought for a moment, trying to recollect such a school. It wasn't happening. "I've never heard of it, is it close?" as Amy laughed I added "I'm sure that most people hate their previous schools." with another shrug. "But our dorm mistress? We have a dorm master..." I started, "...he's alright, very perverted though" I said with a soft sigh, "And a little old...older than me anyway...not that that's necessarily a bad thing".<br>A blush spread once more across my face, "No, not at all, it's completely fine by me...and with Charles Moulton - our dorm master - I wouldn't be surprised if he made us get intimately familiar with each other as soon as possible" a laugh escaped my lips after saying that. Looking around the room when Amy asked the question, "I'm not sure...This <strong>is</strong> a two bedroom dorm...or they wouldn't have let you in...the bed...it looks kingsized...maybe it's meant to be that big...to fit three people? Those in the dorm...and the master I presume?...I hope you don't mind that...do you?" I asked, slightly hesitantly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 02:55:52</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But our dorm mistress? We have a dorm master... he's alright, very perverted though. And a little old...older than me anyway...not that that's necessarily a bad thing".</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"A <em>master</em>? In an all girls dorm... I see."</strong> I looked at her carefully and noted her small sigh as she talked about Mr. Moulton. <strong>"St. Bardon's was a girl's school. <em>Mistresses</em>, you know?"</strong> I emphasized the word, <strong>"All starched blouses, tweed pencil skirts and swishing stockings. I've, um, I've never had a man for a teacher before. Never known boys even. Have you?"</strong> It suddenly seemed to have got a little warmer in here.<br><br>Then when I mentioned us becoming more friendly I wondered if she'd misunderstood me, since she blushed. I watched the faint pink colour rise in her cheeks. Against her tanned skin and blonde hair it was a look that suited her.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"No, not at all, it's completely fine by me...and with Charles Moulton - our dorm master - I wouldn't be surprised if he made us get intimately familiar with each other as soon as possible."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I walked over to her and patted her arm gently once or twice, smiling reassuringly, <strong>"That's okay, Victoria, at St. Bardons I got to know a few girls quite well... I think I prefer their company."</strong> I let my hand rest on her arm a second or two longer than was necessary, then with a final squeeze withdrew it.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm not sure...This <strong>is</strong> a two bedroom dorm...or they wouldn't have let you in...the bed...it looks kingsized...maybe it's meant to be that big...to fit three people? Those in the dorm...and the master I presume?...I hope you don't mind that...do you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I looked at her somewhat shocked, my surprise must have shown in my face, <strong>"Well if we're sharing I can understand that... but the Master too? Whatever do you mean? Don't make jokes like that, no school would allow it silly!"<br><br>"But I don't mind sharing with you, if you don't."</strong> I added chirpily.<br><br>I went over to my bureau and began to get some clean things out, <strong>"Anyway, I'm sure he's fine, and quite decent. Now... we've got dinner soon, so I need to shower and change. Then after that I have my interview with him, so I'd better get cracking."</strong> Pulling out a clean bra and panties and a change of stockings, I unzipped my grey pleated skirt and let it drop to the floor. I went over to the wardrobe and since it was my first evening dinner at the college I decided I'd wear a dress, probably my green one. I pulled it's hangar out and hung it over the mirrored door of the wardrobe then unbuttoning my white blouse as I went, slipped that off and dropped it with my skirt. I turned to face Victoria. <strong>"I presume the porters come in the morning and collect the laundry or something?"</strong> I asked her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 22:10:08</strong>
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				Nodding at Amy's slight confusion and possible annoyance, "Well, yeah, a few" replying to her question a little hesitantly, only for fear of her being slightly jealous of me. "I lived in the country before, so...I knew a few, but not too many" I added, trying to play it down a little. While I did know some, there wasn't much, if any sexual tension, not before I moved here that is. "Well, if Charley gets a little too annoying or close for comfort for you, just tell me, alright? I'll see if anything can be done" trying to reassure her. It donned on me then that Amy may have no idea what kind of school this is. Sure, it taught lessons, and sure it had a curriculum, but it tended to make the lessons quite sexual, and/or embarrassing, depending on the lesson. Not being too sure, and not wanting to scare her away, or frighten her too much, I decided to at least ask first. "I'm fine with sharing too, but Amy...enlighten me please...what do you know about this school?" I asked, hoping that it wouldn't seem too odd a question. "Have you seen the curriculum, or how things are run around here?" I added, trying to play it off as a run-of-the-mill question one student would ask another. Looking over at Amy as she slipped out of the clothing, standing there in her bra and panties, she looked, to be quite honest, amazingly beautiful. Her skin was pretty much perfect, her breasts a little larger than my own, or fuller anyway, but I may have been a tad skinnier. I looked away quickly, hoping she hadn't caught my wondering eye. "Oh, yeah, they do" I responded to the last question. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 22:40:36</strong>
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				We continued chatting away while I got ready for my shower. I found one of the laundry bags and dropped my dirty clothes in it and stashed it in the wardrobe to be put out last thing at night. Then I went in the bathroom and left the door wide, still talking as I stripped off. I had no problem if Victoria wanted to lean on the door post and chat or stay in the bedroom, it really didn't matter to me. Having seen dozens of girls naked at St. Bardons, and them me I wasn't fussed either way. I had to confess that I did enjoy looking though. I'd never even seen a naked boy except in pictures and though I was interested, the girls I'd known well in my eight-bed communal dorm at my junior school had satisfied my sexual curiosity quite nicely thank you very much. Eight of us in a big heap in four pushed together single beds for an all nighter was one of the few pleasures at St. B's, there was precious little else to recommend about the place.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, yeah, a few. I lived in the country before, so...I knew a few, but not too many."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh, really?"</strong> I called back at her as I found a clean towel and hung it by the shower, I dropped the bathmat on the floor too, <strong>"Do tell me! Have you done it then? With a boy?"</strong> I asked, trying to not sound too eager. Girls I knew. Boys I wanted to know about.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, if Charley gets a little too annoying or close for comfort for you, just tell me, alright? I'll see if anything can be done."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hey cool. Thanks, but don't stick your neck out for my sake. I'm a big girl and we can stick together yeah? Friends I hope?"</strong> I lifted a leg and rested it on the toilet seat and rolled a stocking down, throwing it out the door by the wardrobe to add to the pile of laundry. I lifted the other foot and a second stocking soon whizzed out and joined the first. I checked my legs all round. Still nice and smooth. Good. Wouldn't need to wax for a while yet.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm fine with sharing too, but Amy...enlighten me please...what do you know about this school?"<br><br>"Have you seen the curriculum, or how things are run around here?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"That's a funny question Victoria. It's just a normal college isn't it? I'm studying fine art, photography and graphic design. Father sent me here because St. B's was useless. Their discipline was very poor and the girls just ran riot. I know the discipline is a bit stricter here, father attended years ago so he should know, hence why he decided I needed some correction as he called it, the old fool. But... why? Is it run in a special way?"</strong> As I talked I unclipped my bra and that came flying out the door. I gave myself a quick check for lumps and bumps, holding my boobs and squeezing them, checking all round. Then I peeled my panties down and they were the last item to land in the laundry pile. And... good, no waxing needed down there for a while yet either. I love being smooth, it feels so fresh and sensitive. Several of the St. B's girls liked it that way too.<br><br>I turned the shower on and climbed in. I put my shower cap on as my hair was clean from this morning, I just needed a soap round now. <strong>"Hey Victoria, this is a great room. I love it. Lots of space and very cosy too. I think I'm going to like sharing with you. And isn't this bathroom fantastic? The bath's big enough for four and I see whirlpool jets too. Lovely!"</strong> I finished rinsing and began to soap myself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 22:58:13</strong>
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				Not moving to, it took almost all my willpower just to stay where I was, not to move, not to peek, I wanted to see what was hidden underneath those thin bits of clothing. It wouldn't have been right, although technically, we would be sleeping together, there did seem something different about actively looking at another naked girl. Considering the fact that we had met barely an hour ago, I don't think it would be appropriate. Thankfully Amy changed the subject, allowing me to focus on something other than her naked body in the next room. Laughing at her question, I shook my head, even though she couldn't see the shake, and added "Nope, haven't done <em>it</em>" I replied, putting emphasis on the word, "I've kissed a guy, but that's the length of it I suppose" I admitted, feeling a little childish admitting doing so little to a guy. "What about you?" I asked. Nodding again, "I certain hope we can be friends" I replied, smiling once again, and listened to what Amy said, as best I could. "Run in a special way?" I repeated, just for the sake of it, "I suppose you could say that..." I added, skirting around the answer quite nicely, or so I hoped, "But then, most schools are run a little differently, this one, may be a little different than most..." I replied, not wanting to lie or keep the actual answer from her. Gulping as I saw her bra come through the door, and had to make sure to keep my mind on good and nice thoughts not on what wasn't being held by her bra anymore. Laughing once more as Amy began to wash herself, I decided going closer to the door wouldn't be too bad, it was getting harder to talk with her being a little further. Walking closer, I lent against the wall next to the door. <em>'Big enough for four' I'm sure that'll be taken up, mostly...I just hope he isn't too rough with her...maybe I should just tell her...</em>. I was caught between a moral and ethical dilemma; one one hand I could tell her, but she could run away, and on the other, I could let her find out on her own, and she could hate me for not telling her..."Amy....As you don't know, I don't want you to hate me for saying this, but, this school is a little different, it's more sexually orientated..." I said, but making the word 'sexually' a lot harder to hear, hoping that she wouldn't ask me to repeat it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>06-08-2008, 23:28:00</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Nope, haven't done <em>it</em>. I've kissed a guy, but that's the length of it I suppose. What about you?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I chuckled to myself, <strong>"Well you're more advanced than me in the boy stakes. Apart from father and Nigel, my younger brother, I've not kissed any boys."</strong> I paused considering if I should add anything to that, then decided it was only fair that I should, I would be sleeping with her tonight after all and it was only decent that she know about the lay of my land, so to speak. I mean I'd given her a couple of pretty big clues already but she hadn't made any sign that she'd got them, <strong>"But if it were to come to <em>girls</em>, well, I'd have to say I was pretty well advanced there."</strong> I paused for effect and then made it totally obvious to a blind bat, <strong>"And I'm not just talking mouths either."</strong><br><br>I stuck my head out the door a second, looking round at her, the rest of me which by now was covered only by my sheer white tanga panties remained hidden. I smiled warmly at her, <strong>"Victoria, St. Barden's was a girls academy. Eight of us shared a dorm. And each others beds. I'd love to get to meet boys and learn all that fun stuff but it's only fair you should know..."</strong> I leaned further out and with my eyes indicated the double bed, <strong>"I guess technically I'm a lesbian. I've done it with a good few girls a good few times. But I suppose I'm bi in terms of curiosity... so, you know, if that's a problem, I <em>can</em> sleep on the couch, it'd only be fair on you if that offends you."</strong> I ducked back into to finish undressing.<br><br><em>Oh, well, I guess that <span class="bbc_u">could</span> have been a great friendship. I guess if she's revolted by that whole scene I can ask the house Master for a room transfer tomorrow. It'd be just one night on the couch...</em> Not wanting to focus on that subject in case it was an issue I was grateful that she took up a new subject, about the school's teachng methods.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Run in a special way? I suppose you could say that... But then, most schools are run a little differently, this one, may be a little different than most..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh yeah? How come?"</strong> This was intriguing, I wasn't too clear what she was driving at though, but her tone of voice was pretty loaded. I wondered what sex-ed was like here, it being mixed classes. <em>Ha, ha! Practicals would be good. And oral exams!</em> I sniggered to myself, my silly girlish humour was about par for a kid my age I guess.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Amy....As you don't know, I don't want you to hate me for saying this, but, this school is a little different, it's more sexually orientated..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I'd just got in the shower and turned the water on, I didn't quite catch what she said, <strong>"Hm?"</strong> I asked, more interested in where I'd put my lime shower gel. <em>Damn. I've not lost it already have I?</em><br><br>The big kidney-shaped bath had a wider whirpool end complete with two massage seats and a narrower end with a shower screen. The screen was a hinged frosted glass panel that separted the shower area from the washbasin next to it. The screen pulled tight over the side of the bath, sealed with a rubber strip along it's base, giving a nice big area to play in. I mean wash in... plenty big enough for two to stand in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>07-08-2008, 09:43:32</strong>
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				Smiling at the comment about girls, I couldn't help but blush at the addition she made. It wasn't that I hadn't done anything with girls, of course I had, but I just haven't been that sexually active in my life. I know girls have turned me on in the past, but where I came from, it was almost unheard of for people to be anything but straight, so, I have little to no experience in that field. I have always guessed another of the reasons I was sent here was because of that; possibly some girls caught me checking them out for a little <em>too</em> long in the showers...so my dad sent me here.<br>I looked up as Amy popped her head out, and listened to what she said, I couldn't really help staring as she moved out a little further, just revealing a little bit more flesh than before, revealing the fact that she hadn't had a top, or bra, or anything over her breasts on. "It doesn't offend me that much" I replied, thinking for a moment, trying to get my thoughts back on track. "To tell you the truth, I've had fantasies...about being with girls...But never done anything so, experience-wise, I'm heterosexual." I paused for a breath, wondering what she thought of me now. "But I couldn't have you sleep on the couch" I added. "It doesn't offend me in the slightest, maybe you could teach <strong>me</strong> a few things" I winked, and giggled playfully, hoping that she would get the message that I wasn't being completely serious.<br>Although, the thought that she may not have thought that ran through my head, <em>Maybe she'll want a room change? Maybe that freaked her out a bit...</em> but I just had to hope it didn't. "Nevermind, I'll tell you when you come out" I said, not sure if she could actually hear me now, so I moved off over to the bed, picking up the book along the way. Laying on the bed in a comfortable fashion, I began to read from where I left off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 01:04:32</strong>
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				As I soaped myself I went over what she had said. A lot of very thought-provoking things. Everything she’d said about it <em>not offending her</em> and <em>I've had fantasies...about being with girls...</em> and then finally and best of all; <em>maybe you could teach me a few things.</em><br><br>I smiled to myself and carefully and firmly soaped over my breasts, over and over again and again, smooth, slippery, hnnn… maybe I could… maybe I could teach her a few things? Not being on the couch would make life a lot easier, and a lot more fun. My fingers eased down over my slippery hairless belly… under… hnn... between…. Ugh. I stopped and made myself rinse and get out. The door was wide open and she could come in at any time.<br><br>Humming happily I rinsed off, got out, wrapped a big fluffy white towel under my arms and over my chest, tucking it in under an armpit and then took a smaller one out with me.<br><br>I went into the bedroom and perched on the edge of the bed. With the small towel I began to dry my feet and legs.<br><br><strong>“I’m pleased,”</strong> I said, <strong>“I’d hate to sleep on the couch, or have to worry about moving rooms <em>or</em> most important, offend you! So I’m glad I didn’t. Victoria, I’m getting to like you and I’m looking forward to sharing with you so I hope it all works out. And if you have fantasies, you know, well, heh, I’ll see what I can do. I’m not super-experienced and the times I’ve done things, I mean it was all just kids really, just exploring each other and being curious. Learning where to touch someone, what they liked, that sort of thing… But I’d love to show you!”</strong> I finished, grinning at her.<br><br>I’d dried my lower half up to the very tops of my legs and now just wiped that part of my hair that had got wet from under the edges of the shower cap. That just took a few minutes.<br><br>I noted her casual clothes. <strong>“Are you going down to dinner like that? Do some girls dress up? I feel I should, as it’s my first.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 01:26:26</strong>
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				I watched her come out and sit next to me, putting the book down, she was much more interesting anyhow. She blushed a little as she agreed to helping me, which made me wonder if I had meant it as a joke or not. Probably a bit of both, while I have had fantasies doing it with a real girl may be a lot different. But what do I know? She did say she was more experienced. "If we showed any of that kind of sexuality as kids...or any sexuality to be honest, then we'd get punished...so I tended to leave the sexual-experiences to what I could conjor in my mind" I explained, looking down at my feet, she was the first girl, or first person outside my family that I had talked about my past with. Looking up, I shook my head, "Nah, I'll get changed in a minute, I don't want you to show me up now, do I?" I responded, sticking my tongue out playfully. "But remember, this school is coed, so you might not be able to get away with things like you did in your old school" I commented "Well, not without the guys making a remark or two" finishing, I stood up. "But you don't <strong>have</strong> to dress up, some girls do, some don't....I know, we could make it a 'Welcome Amy Celebration dinner!" I mused, smiling over at her as I walked over to the wardrobe, opening it to decide what to wear myself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>08-08-2008, 23:17:34</strong>
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				We chatted as I dried myself. I was finding that I really liked talking to her, she kept saying things that hinted at being rude, in a cheeky harmless girly way. It was nice. I wasn’t sure if she was really being rude or just joking but whichever it was her personality was outgoing, bubbly and teasing. I knew I’d get on fine with her. I can be rather quiet if the person I’m with is quiet, but if they are talkative and chatty I am too. Is that a submissive trait? A shyness? I don’t know, I’m too young to trouble my head with such things. I just knew what I liked and I liked Victoria.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"If we showed any of that kind of sexuality as kids...or any sexuality to be honest, then we'd get punished...so I tended to leave the sexual-experiences to what I could conjure in my mind."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Oh, really?”</strong> I couldn’t stop the surprise in my voice. I paused while rubbing a knee, <strong>“And did you? I mean get punished?”</strong> ‘Were you a naughty child?’ was what I meant to say but that seemed too forward. Ah, no matter, I’d only known her an hour or so, I’d be able to ask things like that another time.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But remember, this school is co-ed, so you might not be able to get away with things like you did in your old school."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Ha-ha-aha, you so don’t get it, Vicky! At St. Bardon’s we stayed in uniform all the time: mid-green blouses that I swear were made from old army tents, and grey gymslips and white knee socks and flat black shoes or you got a detention. They were pretty lazy in enforcing it mind but since we weren’t allowed to bring dresses and things into school I never got to dress up for dinner so this year I’m going to go for it and make up for lost time!”<br><br>“Oh, excuse me, is it okay for me to call you Vicky? I’m a lazy cow at heart and ‘Victoria’ takes ages to say.”</strong> I smiled at her cheekily hoping it didn’t sound like I was making fun of her name.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, not without the guys making a remark or two. But you don't have to dress up, some girls do, some don't....I know, we could make it a 'Welcome Amy Celebration dinner!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Boys commenting huh? I don’t think I’d mind that, unless they did all that sick pervy stuff like stand behind you and point their camera phones up your skirt. Perverts! But don’t worry, I won’t go this crazy every night, it’s my first night after all, and yeah, awesome! A ‘Welcome Amy’ celebration sounds great! I wonder if I’ll get any kisses?!”</strong><br><br>She got off the bed and went to the wardrobe, I bounced off in the other direction to my bureaux. I loosed my towel and finished drying then dropped it on the bed. I chose to keep my back fully to her, we’d only just met and it would have been a bit much to parade about stark naked in her face so I kept my girl bits hidden. I had no idea if she was looking or not and I didn’t check.<br><br>I used my hairdryer quickly just to get rid of the few damp bits and brush in some more body. Then I used some talc on my legs. I always do after a bath to get rid of the last traces of moisture, it helps nylons slip on so easily. I buy from some weird eco-green company that has a store in Glastonbury, their natural range has hints of fresh-mown grass in it and it’s just heavenly. I could sniff it all day. I sprinkled a little on my skin and applied it, the cut grass scent filling the room. I breathed it in. It reminds me of summer walks in the fields or cricket matches on the village green, picnics in the long grass, the sun shining down… wow, I was well away there, trip city! I had a few squirts of my favourite perfume, Arpegè which has a gentle musky scent, quite a grown-up perfume. And now… um, what to wear? I decided on the pink set even though I wouldn’t need the bra as my choice of dresses were both strapless ones. I liked these ones as the panties were ‘cheekies’ and I liked the look of them, comfy too, the tight rear seam touching me all the way down the back crease… <br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/PinkCheekyPanties.jpg)<br><br>I clipped the matching suspender belt around my middle backwards before turning it the right way round. I pulled out a pair of seamed skin tone stockings, sat on the edge of the bed and began to roll one on…<br><br>* * * * * * * * * * * * <br><br>A few minutes later I had my undies on and a pair of black high heels with little ankle straps. Bare breasted but hiding myself a little with one arm, I went over to the wardrobe and taking both dresses down I sought Vicky’s opinion, <strong>“Which should it be? Purple or green?”</strong> I asked twirling about and holding up the two short cocktail dresses. <br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/oasis_taffeta_cocktail_dress.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/betsey_johnson_dress.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 00:36:52</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"And did you? I mean get punished?"</strong></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Once" I replied, "for kissing that guy, remember?" I added, laughing a little, and trying to remember if there were any other times "Well, now that I think about it, "There was one other time...a guy grabbed my ass...and he said that I wanted it...I got in trouble", I laughed once more. Looking over as she began to laugh, I smirked. <br>"No no, I mean that doing essentially anything you do, remotely sexual, will probably be seen by at least one guy. Even if it's accidental" I added, not sure if she understood what I meant, but then, she may have been talking on the same lines too, I could have been the one in the wrong.&nbsp; "But no, I don't mind, call my Vicky" I responded cheerfully. <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"unless they did all that sick pervy stuff like stand behind you and point their camera phones up your skirt"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"I wouldn't put it passed them"</strong> I responded, sighing, <br><strong>"They'll get you and you might not even know...not that that's necessarily a bad thing"</strong> I added, with a little giggle, winking over to Amy. <br><strong>"Kisses? I'm sure you will, hell, if you ask any guy I'm sure they'd give you as many as you want, but it depends if you want them from all guys or not"</strong> I turned around as I saw the towel loosen and start to drop, figuring that it may not be the best thing to peep on someone you have just met. <br>Minutes later, I heard soft patting of her footsteps as she came closer, looking over at her, I couldn't help but blush and let my eyes glance down at her body. She looked, amazing to say the least. Coughing a little, I forced my thoughts back onto her question. <br>"I'd say the green, it'd look nice should anyone try and take a photo of your panties up your dress" I added. <br><br>Slipping off my top, and trousers, it hadn't occurred to me that it would be embarrassing to do so, nor did it after I had done so, I had changed in front of other girls before, at school, even if none of them were topless. I was wearing a brown matching half-cup bra and pantie set (http://images.figleaves.com/product/220x308/r619206-p619276-p619332-front.jpg), the panties being revealed when I slipped off my bottoms. Looking over at her, I blushed slightly,<br>"How come your panties are better than mine?" I remarked jokily, before turning back to fish out a dress (http://www.nexteve.com/images/D/F02-0520B.JPG) that I had. It wasn't much, but it was something.<br>"How would this look?" I asked "Without the bra, obviously" I added, not being able to hold back a small blush.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 11:14:24</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, now that I think about it, there was one other time...a guy grabbed my ass...and he said that I wanted it...I got in trouble"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I raised an eyebrow and giggled, <strong>"Really? <em>You</em> got in trouble because <em>he</em> grabbed your bottom? That's so unfair!" </strong> I laughed a little then added, <strong>"But did you? Want it I mean? Oh, and what was the punishment? Did you just get grounded for a bit?"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"No no, I mean that doing essentially anything you do, remotely sexual, will probably be seen by at least one guy. Even if it's accidental."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Whoa! Weird, you make it sound like they're everywhere, eyes glued on you all the time. I'll just have to do all my kissing and cuddling behind closed doors, eh?"</strong><br><br>The talk about how perverted boys are and what they might do went on. I was finding it fun, and fascinating. I'd known a few boys in town whom I'd bumped into on summer breaks and I'd met quite a lot at weddings and garden parties and other society functions and what have you but really I was dying to meet a few new ones away from where my parents could see me so I could find out what all the fuss was about. <strong>"Oh, I get you, yeah, well if they go round taking upskirt pics and I never know I guess its like it didn't happen, but when they appear on the school website or someone sends you one... wow, that would be..."</strong> I stopped, thinking about it. I didn't realy know how I would react. It had never happened to me. Would I be blazing angry, would I go and find someone to hit? Or would I secretly like it, knowing there were boys out there in school all around me lusting over photos of my underwear? Such a weird feeling came over me, but to keep the mood happy and light I put it aside and laughed. <em>Actually... on the whole... I think I'd like it...</em> My face coloured up a little, no doubt Vicky would wonder why but I kept laughing and smiling and hoped the moment would pass.<br><br>I tried the two dresses, holding them up in front of me.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'd say the green, it'd look nice should anyone try and take a photo of your panties up your dress."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I burst out laughing, she was a lot of fun, <strong>"Well, lets try it then!"</strong> I giggled, <strong>"I'll just put it on and strike a few poses and you can have a go with your phone!"</strong> I put the purple dress back in the wardrobe and took the pale green one off it's hangar. I love this dress, the close fitting shimmery bodice looks great and there's almost nothing to the skirt, a couple of light layers that sway and move prettily and a heavier underskirt. It's very short too. Good for those breezy moments! I like the transparent band at the hem. If I adjust my stocking tops just <em>so</em> you can get a hint of the darker welts through the material. It's so sexy.<br><br>To be honest I liked it because it made me feel a little tarty, like I was on display to anyone who looked. I got a naughty buzz from that.<br><br>As I dressed I caught her looking at me. She had a little blush on her face. <em>Hm, you like looking too huh?</em> I smiled to myself and just carried on, perhaps letting her glimpse a bit more of me than was really necessary. Being bare in front of her apart from my panties and stockings and heels I was getting quite a buzz going. <em>Down there</em>. You know?<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How come your panties are better than mine?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh? Do you think so?"</strong> I held the dress away to one side and displayed myself for her, I did a twirl and stuck my rear out at her so she could see them properly, <strong>"Thanks! I love this style, I think it looks really naughty don't you? Shows your cheeks off really well. Hee, hee! And I love the feel of them. They touch my bum! Right down in <em>there</em> you know? Hahah, feels really rude! But I've a few pairs."</strong> I glanced at her carefully measuring her hips with my eyes, <strong>"They'd fit you no problem. I've several pairs. Would you like to borrow some? I've got white, black and lemon yellow ones too!"</strong><br><br>Within a few minutes I had the dress on and all straightened up and my hair done nicely. I waited for Vicky to put hers on too. Or maybe she'd take me up on my offer to lend her some underwear. When she showed me her dress I was stunned, it knocked mine into touch.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How would this look? Without the bra, obviously."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh my! Vicky! It's beautiful! Put it on, you'll look stunning!"</strong> It really was a beautiful thing, very sophisticated. Pretty soon I was ready to go and was waiting for her to finish.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 11:40:23</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">But did you? Want it I mean?</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"I'll let you guess that" I smiled, winking at her playfully. I supposed I did at the time, but not when I received the punishment. <br><strong>"The punishment...it was..."</strong> I stopped, trying to think once again, "Well, obviously not seeing him again, but just helping around the place a lot more, doing the harder stuff, moving heavier objects out of the way, anything like that" I responded, thinking I hadn't explained it very well, but I tried. <br><br></strong><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"but when they appear on the school website or someone sends you one... wow, that would be."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Oh, come on, you can't say you wouldn't get <em>some</em> sort of a buzz from it, hell, I know I would" I responded with a wide smile, not realising how close my words ran along with what Amy thought, so, of course I was a little confused when she coloured up, wondering what could be going on in her head. Putting the dress over a chair, I walked over to my bag, fishing around inside it for a few moments, wondering how far that I should go with it, and if she was actually joking about taking a picture, or two, up her skirt, letting myself have the occasional glance at Amy's nice body, breasts and all, and they were nice. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh? Do you think so?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <br>I only nodded in reply, standing looking at her while she gave me a twirl, forcing my eyes not to travel up her body, and couldn't help but blush when she talked about her panties getting that far up her bum. <br>"A-are you sure?" I asked, looking down at my own hips; they weren't that far off Amy's', and probably would fit. When she went to get panties for me to borrow, I put the phone down on a surface, and waited for her to return, when she handed me her panties, I smiled, looking at them in my hands. Putting them near the phone, I bent over and slipped my own off. Standing at an angle where she wouldn't have been able to directly see my crotch, a small patch of pubic hair could have probably be seen, neatly trimmed of course. Slipping on hers, i looked at myself.<br>"They really <em>do</em> get right up there" I commented not holding back some giggles. I reached around, unhooking my bra. <em>Well, if she's not ashamed...then I shouldn't be either </em> and again, remembered changing in swimming pools, however, this felt slightly more intimate, a small blush creeping back onto her face as she put her bra on top of her panties. Taking the dress off the hanger, I slipped it on, it revealed a little bit of cleavage, but not much. Picking up my phone, I walked over to the bed, so I was standing behind Amy, pretending to get something. Turning around, I quickly moved the cameraphone underneath her dress, and took a picture. Looking at it, it didn't look half bad. Putting my arms on her shoulders, around her neck, I showed her, wondering how she would react, she <em>had</em> told me to take some anyway. I set the picture as my background, for reasons I'm not entirely sure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 14:10:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh, come on, you can't say you wouldn't get <em>some</em> sort of a buzz from it, hell, I know I would."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Her wide smile was totally disarming, and made me feel really good when I saw it, her smile made me relax and feel confident, <em>she</em> made me relax and feel confident. And a bit naughty. <strong>"Yeah, I do have to admit... the idea does appeal. I mean what girl doesn't want to know that boys are looking at them, and have the hots for them. I have to say that sometimes when I was at parties and races I'd wear outrageous things and make sure not to hold my skirt down when the wind blew and, uh, bend over a bit, things like that. Ah, I hope I'm not being too weird for you?"</strong> I added feeling like I might have said the wrong thing.<br><br>I got her a black pair of my panties, they would go best with her dress. I stood aside while she put them on. I watched. She was in great shape, hardly any blemishes and a lovely taut body. I breathed deeply, watching her, that funny familiar feeling began in my middle and I made an effort to put that aside.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"They really <em>do</em> get right up there."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hm! Aren't they great?"</strong> I grinned, enjoying the view, and her reaction, <strong>"I can check for you if you like, make sure they're fitted on properly."</strong> I winked teasingly and held up a finger wiggling it suggestively.<br><br>Then she unhooked her bra and let it fall. She leaned forward to lay it on the bed. I was frozen to the spot, I couldn't move. I realised I was holding my breath. Her shape... she was beautiful. Her skin was pale and her nipples were pale too, hardly any darker than the surrounding skin, her teats were soft and gently puckered. I wanted to... <em>Uh... no, not yet...</em> My centre tingled longingly but I resisted the urge to take this further. We'd just met. Plenty of time, plenty... Even so... <strong>"Wow, Vicky, you look great."</strong> I nodded appreciatively.<br><br>She put the dress on. It really was stunning and so well tailored, the bodice was tight fitting under her bust and the strapless top held her curves wonderfully, a small amount of cleavage teasingly visible. She had a great shape too. She had to be a C cup... On one side the ruched and gather-lifted hem revealed a slice of thigh as she moved. I stood open mouthed, <strong>"Oh, Vicky! You look awesome! It's gorgeous, and just your colour, your blonde hair looks great with it. You should put your hair up, go for the sophistcated look, totally!"</strong><br><br>Then I turned to tidy away a few things, the towel and such. There was a tiny electronic bleep and then Vicky was right behind me. She lay her arms over my shoulders and showed me the photo she'd just taken. I hardly saw it for ten seconds, being suddenly overcome with how close she was, her smell, the bare skin of her arms over my shoulders, <strong>"Oh, let me see,"</strong> I muttered and pretending to put my head back to get a better look I leaned back against her, feeling the warmth of her front against my back, <strong>"Hey, that's quite good. You're right, the pink of the underwear goes brilliantly with that shade of green. But my legs are together. Take another!"</strong><br><br>I moved out from her loose embrace and this time leaned forward, my hands on the bed. I shifted my knees about a foot apart and stuck my bum out at her, wiggling it a bit. I should think the welts of my stockings were showing already, <strong>"Come on, take as many as you like!"</strong> I said, giggling like crazy and lifting one high-heeled foot.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Domina-431.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 14:50:50</strong>
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				I shook my head.<br>"Nope, not weird at all, or, not too weird anyhow" I replied "I'm sure every girl has done something like that, or shown herself off a little in some way more than most would consider ladylike". When she offered to check, I could feel my face burning up as a blush spread across "Not right now thanks, maybe later though" replying as politely as I could to that kind of question. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Wow, Vicky, you look great."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Looking up as she spoke once again, the previous blush had faded somewhat, but my cheeks turned a little redder when she complimented. Looking down at my own breasts, "I dunno, they could be a little bigger" I shrugged a little, as a consequence, my breasts bounced somewhat, before falling into their natural position once more before the dress was slipped on. Considering her suggestion for me to put my hair up for a moment, I walked back to my bag, reaching in and pulling out a small hand-mirror, playing with my hair a little bit, putting it up, then back down. "Hmm, be sophisticated, but really wild?" I muttered, talking to myself more than Amy. Putting the mirror back<br><br>I didn't notice her leaning back into me much, nor would I have minded if I did, but couldn't help laugh as she complained that her legs were in the way, and let her wiggle out of my hug. Watching Amy use the bed as a support as she widened her legs a lot. Crouching down, I pointed the camera at her crotch, and took another few pictures as she began to lift her foot up. I actually considered pulling her panties tighter against her crotch, but decided against it. Sure, we were getting along well, but we weren't <em>that</em> close. I did something else instead, gently pushing her onto the bed, I flipped her skirt up, and pulled her panties down so her ass was showing, taking a picture of her like that, and showing her. "It think so many people would go crazy to have an ass like yours" I complimented.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 15:17:50</strong>
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				<strong>“Oi!”</strong> I called out in surprise, as she pushed me forwards and I flopped on the bed. My tiny light full skirt flipped part way up and then her hands were on me, hauling it up and dragging my panties down. I hadn’t got a clue what she was doing, but I’d have been damned if I was going to stop her. I even lifted my hips a little to let her pull my underwear down and as she took photos I looked back over my shoulder and grinned at her, winking and laughing, my bottom a little raised in the air, I wondered what else might be showing, she may have got a glimpse of my smooth split peach for a second or two.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"It think so many people would go crazy to have an ass like yours."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Ah, you’re so sweet! But I think you have great boobs, don’t put yourself down, your skin is fantastic and clear, and they’re perfect, exactly in proportion to your back and shoulders.”</strong><br><br>Much as I’d have liked to just drag her down onto the bed with me, we had a dinner to go to. I got up off the bed and dressed myself again, grabbing my clutch bag and quickly tidying my hair and makeup.<br><br><strong> “Well, I guess I’m in your power now, you have the photo evidence of my tarty side! I expect they’ll be all round the school by the end of the week!”</strong> grinning I slipped an arm in hers and led us out of the room, locking the door as I went. In the low-lit thickly carpeted corridor of Hareton Hall I paused, still with my arm in hers.<br><br><strong>“Which way is the dining room?”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 15:45:00</strong>
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				Chances are if you looked that closely, you may have been able to see some of her crotch in the photo I took, but I didn't consider doing that. It was slightly easier to see in real life, but I hadn't actually concentrated on looking at that area of her body, much more fascinated by her ass for that moment in time. <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I expect they’ll be all round the school by the end of the week!"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Maybe one or two" I confirmed, "But not the ass one, that's mine" a cocky smile forming on my lips. Throwing the camera back onto the bed, not having any time to turn it off, the picture was left on as the door was locked. Looking at her as she paused, a little confused, wondering if she had forgotten something, I sighed as she asked where the hall was, having completely forgotten that she was new to the school. "This way" I informed, pulling her by the arm down one of the halls. I began to wonder if I should have brought my phone, giving me the ability to take some more of her panties with or without her knowing, I decided it wouldn't be, I wouldn't have anywhere to put it. It was too big to go down with my breasts, and I doubted it would stay if I tucked it into the side of my panties, plus, it would be hard to get it out without revealing anything. Going down some stairs, some people had noticed the new girl, just looking at her for a second, before moving off. "Looks like you're creating a little bit of a stir here" I noticed, continuing to walk through the halls, before they got to some doors which lead to the dining room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 17:13:02</strong>
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				<strong>"Oh yes? My ass is yours is that what you're saying? I see."</strong> I gave her a teasing look. <strong>"I'll swap you. You can own my ass if I can own your boobs. They're cute. I need a photo of them."</strong><br><br>We walked along happily down stairs and across the quad in the warm summer evening. We passed a good few students, all dressed up, the boys in suits or tuxes, girls in gowns like us, everyone looking very smart. Still, I decided I had one of the best looking girls on my arm so I was quite happy.<br><br>At the end of a long colonnaded walkway we reached the main hall that I gather is used for assemblies and lectures as well as a theatre and for mealtimes. We went in.<br><br>Wow.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/The_Dining_Hall.jpg)<br><br>It was huge, and very old and yet beautiful too. The place was filled with lots of young people, many smiling and chatting, up on a raised platform at one end was another table where the Professors and the Headmaster, Col. Hartley sat, all resplendent in dark suits or black robes.<br><br>Vicky guided me to a seat among the other Hareton Hall students and we sat down. There was a blonde young man on my other side who introduced himself as James Broughton and opposite us sat a coloured couple, the girl who was very curvy and chubby but very smiley said her name was Diane Umtela and she was from Nigeria while her friend, a huge tall guy with short cropped black curls and amazing looking muscles was Richard Tenko. Beyond Vicky was another boy who only glanced at me.<br><br>After we had sat and chatted a little, Colonel Hartley stood and gave a short introductory speech. He then said the school had three new pupils and that he would like us to welcome them. He called out two names, both boys, who were sat far away then my name. I squeezed Vicky's hand and stood up rather uncertainly looking around and giving a small bow.<br><br><strong>"Hello, I'm very pleased to be here. I hope I enjoy my time here and get to know a lot of you. So far the people I've met have been amazing. Very friendly. Thank you."</strong> I sat back down, my hand going to hold Vicky's again without me being able to stop it.<br><br>Then waiters appeared and poured wine and served the starter and we began to chatter away. I was pretty much bowled over, it was so special, and so welcoming. I just said anything that came into my head, and kept smiling a lot, especially back at Vicky when I caught her looking at me.<br><br>The meal went on and soon we were tucking into our main course.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 17:33:49</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">My ass is yours is that what you're saying</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Yeah, why not?"</strong> I responded, to her teasing look by sticking out my tongue and listening to her proposition. A few moments of thought, which was probably more a few seconds, I nodded "Alright then, I have your ass and you can have my boobs" agreeing, holding out my hand to shake on it before we made it into the hall, where I couldn't help but watch her reaction whilst guiding her to a free seat. Noticing her look a little beyond me as she was talking to some of the couples, I looked over as well, "Oh, him?" I asked without being asked to introduce them. "That's John" I replied, "Generally keeps himself to himself, but he's a nice guy if you can become his friend" I informed, before introducing to another couple who had turned around from another table. <br>"It looks like you are beautiful, you're turning that many heads" I whispered to Amy, not sure if it would embarrass her, probably hoping it would, even if it was a slight embarrassment, and then Hartley stood up, talking once more. Looking over at him, but not really paying attention to what he was saying. I snapped back into consciousness, having dazed out for a second or two when I felt something squeeze my hand, looking over, I smiled up at Vicky. That was something I couldn't have done, ever, standing up in front of a group as big as that. I gave her a slightly tighter squeeze when she sat back down and everyone began to speak, almost at once, but if there was something I couldn't help doing, it was giving the occasional glance over at Amy, or her body. Finishing up my main course, as delicious as always, "So, what do you think of the school so far?" I asked, meaning the school, more than the students inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 18:08:41</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Alright then, I have your ass and you can have my boobs."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Blushing at her words I just smiled and looked away, though our little handshake drew my gaze back.<br><br><em>I got the better deal there, you beautiful creature.</em><br><br>The meal went on, it seemed some people from the table behind us knew Vicky and turned to talk. She introduced them. I smiled back, so many faces and names to remember. These two were Theresa Weston, a stunning black-haired Goth in a black satin sheath dress and Agnetha van Oudenaarde, a Dutch girl, small cute and bubbly, a red head. I did my level best to file the names away, burning the information into my brain’s hard drive.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"It looks like you are beautiful, you're turning that many heads."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I smiled at her, blushing again, <strong>“I think actually I just happen to be next to the person everyone wants to get a look at and talk to.”</strong><br><br><em>But I’m the luckiest, I’m going to sleep with her.</em><br><br>I was beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed by all this, everyone was so nice, the place was so amazing, such a great building, but as yet I’d not spoken to any of the professors. Even so I was high on the mood of the meal, we were even allowed a couple of glasses of wine and soon my head was pleasantly buzzing, at sixteen in a well brought up household and a crappy all-girls boarding school, the opportunities for drinking alcohol were few and far between.<br><br>The main course was cleared away by the impeccably dressed efficient waiters who I guessed must be the college porters during the daytime, unless some students did this as a rota? I wasn’t sure. Then pudding was served but I only pecked at it, I was full up.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So, what do you think of the school so far?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“So far, it’s perfect! It really is, I can’t believe how nice it is, it’s like being taught lessons in some swanky country manor house or on a film set of Hogwarts or something. It’s really neat! And our room is awesome, I can’t wait to try that bath!”<br><br>“And the people… yeah…”</strong> I looked up at her and felt blood rush to my face again. It might have been my good mood, it might have been the wine, or it might have been that she owned my ass and I owned her boobs – whatever that silly girl-promise had meant, haha, but I felt quite overcome, <strong>“…the people… are really nice.”</strong> Under the table I put my hand on her thigh, on top of her dress, <strong>“Thank you.”</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 19:38:26</strong>
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				"Nah, you're the new one, you're the one who everyone is going to want to talk to, and take up-skirt pictures of" I answered, making my voice lower so no one would have overheard the second part of the sentence. "But if there is something I know, it looks like you're slightly tipsy young lady" folding my arms and putting them on the table while our plates were cleared away. Feeling her hand on my thigh and her give thanks, I raised an eyebrow, "Hm?" I asked, looking at her "Thanks? For what?" I added, only wanting the second question to be answered. Looking down at the pudding, I had a bite or two, but then realised I was full as well, and left the rest so I could talk to Amy, as it seemed she had finished. "And we can leave whenever you're ready, so, just say when" I finished.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>09-08-2008, 22:58:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You're the new one, you're the one who everyone is going to want to talk to, and take up-skirt pictures of."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I blushed furiously, I'd forgotten that bit. I had to get back upstairs later in this short dress, anyone behind me would get an eyeful. A warm delicious shudder went through me making me tingle.<br><br><strong>"You know, if you ever want to take any more. Or maybe your friends might, I could be persuaded to pose."<br><br>"But anyway,"</strong> I said gleefully, getting my phone out of my purse and brandishing it, <strong>"I need a couple of you. <em>And a couple of those yummy boobs I own,"</em></strong> I added in a low whisper into her ear. As I talked to her very closely my lips brushed her hair and at one point the skin of her ear. I smelled her perfume and the warmth of her body. <em>Hm, delicious.</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"But if there is something I know, it looks like you're slightly tipsy young lady."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Er, ha ha, I'm not good with alcohol. I hardly ever have it. Or it hardly ever has me. Whichever."</strong> Hm, yes, pleasantly buzzing now...<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hm? Thanks? For what?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I looked at her looking at me, <em>whoa, I never noticed, lovely eyes...</em> <strong>"Ah, you know, just for being a cool roommate, making me feel really welcome, putting my underwear to good use, that sort of thing,"</strong> I left my hand on her leg, the firmness and warmth of it was wonderful. I didn't move it at all, no caress, that would have been too forward, inappropriate, but just the feel of her was enough to excite me. I smiled rather stupidly as I spoke, trying to keep the mood light.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"And we can leave whenever you're ready, so, just say when."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> No sooner had she spoken than the meal finished. When the plates were cleared away the headmaster stood and made a few announcements, mainly about the school day tomorrow, mundane stuff. Then he spoke again.<br><br><strong><em>"The newcomers, Webster, Hunter, Akhiro, to me please. I want a word."</em></strong> The school was dismissed.<br><br>I turned to Vicky feeling suddenly nervous, <strong>"Be right back!"</strong> I squeezed her leg and let go.<br><br>As I stood and pushed my chair back I got the sudden sensation of every eye in the room on me. The boys particularly, I felt their gazes lay on my body, everywhere but my face. It was like having a hundred hands on my chest, legs and rear, it felt very odd, a little claustrophobic and very exposed. In a way I felt good too. I added an extra wiggle to my hips as I moved. I climbed the couple of steps up to the top table and stood in front of it facing the headmaster in his chair.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Col_Hartley.jpg)<br><br>Two other boys arrived, one on each side of me, a read-headed lad with freckles and a Japanese looking boy.<br><br><strong><em>“Welcome to Middenhall,”</em></strong> the headmaster said rather sternly, <strong><em>“I will make sure the three of you have a very, <span class="bbc_u">fruitful</span> stay here and learn much. Much that will be of value to your futures in business and the world at large and much that will be of personal value to you. In your <span class="bbc_u">private</span> lives.”</em></strong> He placed a strange emphasis on some of his words, I didn’t quite get what he was driving at.<br><br><strong>“Yes, sir. Thank you sir,”</strong> all three of us intoned solemnly in unison.<br><br><strong><em>“It is Colonel. You will at all times address me as Colonel. Now, Mr. Webster and Mr. Akhiro you may very soon return to your Hall where your Hall Master will interview you, though if you would bear with me one moment, I may need your assistance.”<br><br>“Now, young Miss Hunter, your Hall Master, Mr. Moulton is busy this evening. He is sadly indisposed, ah, <span class="bbc_u">correcting</span> another pupil who failed to hand in her homework on time. It seems the Master instructed her to make a home movie. A movie of her being simultaneously penetrated by three of her male classmates…”</em></strong> I went pale, my mouth hung open, total shock must have shown on my face, <strong>“Wh…? Uh…?”<br><br><em>“So being the professional he is, Mr. Moulton is working late.”</em></strong> The Colonel ignored my stuttered exclamation, <strong><em>“He asked three of the other form masters to join him and they are making the home movie <span class="bbc_u">without</span> the young lady’s co-operation. She is, ah, a little tied up right now and I believe he plans to show the movie at the next media club meeting. You may wish to attend?”<br><br>“So, regrettably your welcoming interview with your Hall Master must be delayed. He will contact you soon at a time of his convenience, perhaps tomorrow, he will decide.”<br><br>“But, as well as asking you to step up here so that I might inform you of Mr. Moulton’s indisposition, I wanted to remind you that you are not here by right. Your father having paid the fees does not guarantee your stay. You are here only so long as you offer this school and it’s servants your complete obedience.”<br><br>“Do you like it here?”</em></strong><br><br><em>Simultaneous penetration by three boys? … home movie? … tied up? … show the movie at the next media club meeting? … oh shit.</em><br><br><strong>“Uh, uhh, yes. Yes sir.”</strong> <em>Penetration by three boys? Shit!<br><br><strong>“Yes, Colonel,”</strong></em><br><br><strong>“Yes, Colonel,”</strong> I added smartly.<br><br><strong><em>“You are happy with your room, your roommate and the facilities here, the meals and such?”</em><br><br>“Yes, very much, thank you, everything is wonderful, thank you.”</strong> <em>Three? Fuck me.<br><br><strong>“And you would not wish to be expelled?”</strong></em><br><br><strong>“No, Colonel.”<br><br><em>“Good. Very good young lady, so you understand that in order not to be expelled you just have to follow the school rules, behave yourself, perform well in your studies and do as any of the Masters or Mistresses say?”</em><br><br>“Yes, Colonel.”<br><br><em>“Good. Your father was a student here. He knows what it is like here. He chose to send you here because you were rebellious at your other school, Saint Bardens I understand?”</em><br><br>“Yes, Colonel.”<br><br><em>“Hm. I agree, they are not the most professional establishment. Still that does not excuse your behaviour there which that school reported to your father and which he has reported to me. Here at Middenhall such behaviour will not be tolerated. You <span class="bbc_u">will</span> be obedient, or you will be expelled. Is everything crystal clear?”</em><br><br>“Yes, Colonel.”<br><br><em>“Excellent. Now,”</em></strong> he said cheerfully, leaning back in his chair and tenting his fingers, <strong><em>“Lift your skirt.”</em><br><br>“I beg your pardon, Colonel?”</strong> To either side of me the two new boys also stared at him goggle eyed.<br><br><strong><em>“Oh, dear me, the youth of today,”</em></strong> He sounded rather tired of life, <strong><em>“Did I just not say to you, young lady, that if you wished to stay here you must obey each and every instruction a master or mistress gives?”</em><br><br>“Yes. Colonel. Yes you did.”<br><br><em>“Lift your skirt then child. I want to see your panties.”</em><br><br>“Uh, ummmm… I…”<br><br><em>“Oh, for heaven’s sake. You two boys, lift her skirt. Just the front. We don’t have to humiliate her in front of the whole school. Yet.”<br><br>“And <span class="bbc_u">don’t</span> try to stop them, Miss Hunter, or your punishment for disobedience will be severe.”</em></strong><br><br>I stood there, aghast, in total shock. Immediately the front of my dress was lifted up and held against my waist. I felt cool air across my thighs and belly. I closed my eyes in shame.<br><br><strong><em>“Open your eyes, girl! Look at me!”</em></strong> The Colonel barked. I obeyed at once this time. He leered at me, his face an expression of greedy perverted dirty old man lust. To either side of me Mr. Webster and Mr. Akhiro got a good eyeful too. The masters sat to either side of the Colonel looked too, three or four of them. I went the most intense shade of red possible, shaking with embarrassment.<br><br><strong><em>“Excellent,”</em></strong> the Colonel said cheerfully, <strong><em>“That wasn’t too bad now, was it?”</em></strong> As he spoke he took out a camera phone and clicked off several shots, no doubt a close up or two plus a full length portrait.<br><br><strong><em>“Good. Thank you gentlemen, that will be all. Miss Hunter, I will tell Mr. Moulton that you disobeyed the very first instruction a Middenhall master gave you. He will resolve the issue when he meets you. You may go. Good evening.”</em></strong><br><br>He got up and left. The two boys dropped my skirt, one of then left at once, no doubt to go and jerk off, the other red-headed boy gave me a low whispered, ‘sorry’ in a Scots accent and left more slowly. For a minute I stood there, too stunned to move. Then I found the strength to walk off the stage and back to my seat.<br><br>Vicky was still there. Without a word I hauled her up out of her chair and hugged her. Not only was my face still bright red but to my intense surprise my heart was pounding and most amazing of all my sex was dripping, I found myself intensely turned on.<br><br><strong>"Vicky, can we go back to our room please?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 11:56:08</strong>
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				<strong>"I may just take you up on that offer"</strong> I giggled at her suggestion, and looked at her phone as it was removed, laughing as Amy reminded me of what she owned. <strong>"Sure, but I'd prefer it was done in a little...more private place"</strong> I whispered back, as fun as it would be to get my breasts out, it wouldn't be very appropriate, and there would be lots more cameras out than I would have enjoyed. I moved my hand down to hers, squeezing it gently, smiling at her. Anyone watching would have guessed we had been friends for a lot longer than a few hours. Looking over to Amy, I nodded a little as she got up, drinking some of the wine, and watching her go up to the desk. Even now I could see her hips shaking and pandering to all the eyes on her. After watching her listen to Colonel speak for a few moments, I turned back to talk to someone else, figuring that she could do fine without me keeping a watchful eye over her, even if the watchful eye happened to be watching her ass. I hadn't actually noticed, or heard Amy come back, but felt her arms wrap around me and pull me from my seat. Her face was scarlet, and I wondered what happened. <em>Has she been expelled?</em> was one of the thoughts that ran through my mind. I couldn't see any tears, so, that thought was quickly killed off. I managed to wiggle my way so that she wasn't hugging my side anymore, but hugging me directly, our chests lightly pressing together, not that I noticed at the time of course. "Of course..." I nodded, wondering what had gone on at the table. Thinking back, I had pretty much blacked out the first night or two here, or just plain forgotten it. Walking out of the hall with her, we slowly made our way back to the room. Unlocking it, we made our way in and shut it behind us. "So, what happened at the table?" I asked, not being able to resist holding the question in any longer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 12:46:39</strong>
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				We got back to our room somehow though I hardly remember the walk. We got in and she shut the door. I sat on the big soft old leather sofa.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So, what happened at the table?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Oh, my God, Vicky! Something dreadful happened! The headmaster, the Colonel, he talked to me about school rules and how I had to work hard and follow them and be obedient or I'd be expelled. I <em>can't</em> be expelled, father will be furious! He'd kill me! He stuck his neck right out to get me a place here!"<br><br>"So anyway, after that he told me that he'd heard how disobedient and what a tearaway I'd been at my old school and that such behaviour wasn't tolerated here. Then he tested me. He told me to lift my skirt up! Right there in front of him! With the other teachers looking! I couldn't do it. So he got cross and made the two new boys who were beside me lift it up. Just at the front. I think... I think, I hope... if anyone in the hall was watching from behind they might not have even seen anything! But he... <em>he</em> did and three or four other professors looked too! It was awful!"<br><br>"Then... oh my God, he got a camera out and took pictures!"</strong> I sat back on the sofa, undid my shoe straps and kicking them off, pulled my legs up, hugging my knees.<br><br><strong>"Thing is... the weirdest part. As I was walking back here. I felt so turned on. You know? Sexy. I still feel sexy now. I'm..."</strong> I parted my knees and checked down there, <strong>"Oh wow, gosh, I'm soaking! Vicky, how can that treatment turn me on? I was so embarrassed and yet now I don't know what I feel."<br><br>"Hey,"</strong> I looked up at her imploringly, <strong>"Can I have a hug?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 14:49:52</strong>
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				As Amy sat down, I sat opposite her on the table, even if it was slightly uncomfortable, I didn't feel like getting back up to change where I was seated. I listened through all of Amy's speech about the headmaster, being asked to lift her skirt, the two boys lifting, and pictures. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I felt so turned on"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Well, do you like the feeling? Or is it the bad kind of being turned on?" I asked, smiling a little, probably slightly sympathetically, I figured that she'd say she liked it. I couldn't tell however, if it was revealing herself, or being forced to that was turning her on, maybe a mixture of both, but she had been brought up to believe otherwise. I couldn't resist looking as she opened her knees, revealing her panties, with quite a large darker patch around her crotch. "Aw, you don't have to ask hun." I said, getting up and changing where I was sitting, now moving onto the slightly more comfortable leather sofa right next to her, wrapping my arms around her warm body, I rested my head next to hers, "If the guys who did it start bugging you to show your panties to you again, the students I mean, just tell me, I'll sort them out" stopping for a second "That is, unless you want them to" I added with a small giggle, my hands resting on her back, slowly stroking up and down comfortingly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 15:20:17</strong>
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				She sat beside me and comforted me. I unwound my legs and hugged her back. She asked me questions about what sorts of feelings these were but I couldn't work them out yet, I guess I was still in shock.<br><br><strong>"I don't know, I really don't know, I'm just... totally out there right now. Confused. It's all too soon. Let me sleep on it. But thanks, this is really nice. Thanks."</strong> I hugged her back, drowning in the simple presence of another human who cared, the warmth, the contact.<br><br>After about ten minutes of quiet hugging I murmured against her, <strong>"I know it's still early, not even eleven yet, but can we go to bed? I just need to rest and sleep on this. I'm sure that in the morning I'll be able to work it out better."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 15:31:49</strong>
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				I nodded as she spoke, listening as we hugged, even though it may have only been ten minutes, it seemed as if it was a lot shorter than that. When she asked if we should get to sleep, I nodded once more, "Of course" I replied with a smile, in case she hadn't heard, or felt the nod. Breaking the hug, I stood up, stretching my arms up and arching my back a little, just working out any strains that were in my muscles. Turning back around to her, I held my hands out to her to help her up, not that she particularly needed it, but she had taken a rather bad shock, so I figured anything I could do to help, would help. I started to walk to the bathroom, going to get washed, and came out minutes later, ready for bed, aside from the clothing. Slipping the dress off, I walked back over to the wardrobe and put it back on a hanger, saved for another day. Looking over at her as I picked up a large shirt, that I usually slept in, "Hey, you said you wanted a photo? Well, nows your chance" I joked, winking at her, trying to make her a little happier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:10:22</strong>
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				She helped me up and I was really grateful for that, I felt rather weird, disoriented. I thanked her with a smile, any small help right now was welcome.<br><br>She went off to wash and while she was gone in the bathroom I took off my dress and hung it up, just checking it carefully for any marks where I'd sat down a bit stickily on the sofa just now. It seemed fine so I patted it carefully making sure it was hanging right and then hurriedly pulled off my undies. The suspender belt went back in my bureau, the rest in the laundry. I checked my panties, they were coated like glue. Wow. Even now I felt my body still tingling, buzzing. <em>What is wrong with me? How can I get so turned on from being humiliated like that?</em> I had no answers right now and shaking my head pulled my shortie lilac&nbsp; satin kimono on.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/satinkimono.jpg)<br><br>I got my night things out of my drawer and waited for Vicky to finish. When she came out. She slipped her dress off and went to hang it up and I watched her, my gaze drowning in her pretty body, my black panties looked so good on her. I wanted to own other parts of her other than her breasts. I was sure she was the one who'd been turning heads at dinner, not me. I knew what she'd say if I suggested that gain so I just kept it to myself, I knew I was right anyway. She was heavenly to look at and was such a friendly bubbly girl, I was...<br><br><strong>"Hey, thanks, for being so nice to me. I'm glad we're roommates, I think having you around will make life here a lot easier to bear, even if the teachers are perverts. If I've got you with me I think I can put up with a lot. I really appreciate your kindness."</strong><br><br>She grabbed a large shirt that looked like a man's dress shirt or suit shirt, <em>interesting choice of sleepwear</em>, I thought.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Hey, you said you wanted a photo? Well, nows your chance,"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I guessed she wasn't serious but I giggled anyway, <strong>"See?"</strong> I said, brightening up a little, <strong>"Even when I act weird you make me laugh!"<br><br>"How about tomorrow morning? I might take you up on your offer then, if it's still open."</strong> I skipped off the bed and went into the bathroom. I left the door open again, I was becoming relaxed around her already, she was so easy to be with. I took the kimono off and used the loo, then quickly stepped in the shower and washed my lower half, soaping away all traces of my early rush of pleasure. I washed my rear too, I just do, all the time, second nature.<br><br>Back at the sink I took off my makeup, washed round, brushed my teeth and hair and then slipped into my night things. These were sheer lilac silk, a cami top and loose knickers. Absolute heaven to wear.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/AmySleepwear.jpg)<br><br>I returned to the bedroom wondering if she'd got in bed yet. <strong>"Well?"</strong> I quipped, grinning, sticking one hip out and resting a hand on it, <strong>"Am I fit? Would you want to be seen sleeping with someone so shabby as me?"</strong><br><br>[OOC note: Sorry about the anime girl with the melons, I can't find a RL image of something closer to what I want to describe. What she's got on is pretty much perfect.] 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 16:51:09</strong>
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				<strong>"I'm sure you'll meet a few of those, if you ever want someone to talk to about it, you can come talk to me, okay?"</strong> I smiled over at her. <br><strong>"If you wake up before me, feel free to do it when I'm sleeping, just pull my shirt up" I nodded, actually being serious, speaking as she went into the bathroom. Generally, I'm quite open about my breasts, if I know the person and trust them enough. Slipping on the top, I pulled the panties down, and placed them at the side, before changing into a pair of boxers. The only time I wear them is when I'm sleeping, and usually when it's summer, they feel a little cooler up in between my legs. Looking over at Amy, my mouth hung open slightly as my eyes took in her body, "Seriously? You? Shabby? Get out." I laughed, shaking my head and forcing my eyes to rest on her face, and not look down at her curvaceous, and very attractive body. "Trust me, I think that you're one of the best looking girls in our house". I actually did think that, that being said, she was the only one I had seen naked, the others I just saw the occasional panty, or bit of breast, nothing major. Walking over to the bed, I sat on it, before pulling a sheet up to my waist and resting against the pillows. </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:14:56</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm sure you'll meet a few of those, if you ever want someone to talk to about it, you can come talk to me, okay?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong> “Okay! Thanks, you’re a doll!”</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"If you wake up before me, feel free to do it when I'm sleeping, just pull my shirt up."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <em>Really? Like… that’s like… wow, almost kinda rape.</em> I didn’t say anything but a huge bolt of heat shot into my mid-section, the idea of her sleeping and me pulling the covers back and baring her breasts while she didn’t know… and taking pictures of her… holy shit, that was sexy. And she knew I’d done things with girls, she trusted me with that. Wow.<br><br>As I’d paused and stood there a huge flush of red covered my face and neck, not through embarrassment but arousal… I stammered something then went in the bathroom to change…<br><br>* * * * * * * * * * * * *<br><br>When I came out of the bathroom she was just finishing changing and went and sat on the bed, at my joking challenge of whether I was fit to be seen with she said a couple of joking things back which made me smile. Although… maybe she wasn’t joking? I wasn’t sure, although I did think I caught a glimpse of her eyes leaving my face and quickly travelling south…<br><br>I glowed inside.<br><br><em>I’m gonna have you, young lady. Even if this school sucks and the pervert teachers in it make my life hell, I’ll have you. Each night we’ll escape from those pervs and have each other. I bet you taste so good.</em><br><br><strong>“Ha-ha, yeah,”</strong> was my only reply, rather lamely. I went around the bed, <strong>“Hey, is it okay if I have the window side? In summer I like to have the windows open a little , I like the fresh air, I get kinda hot when I sleep.”</strong><br><br>She got into bed in her guy-shirt and baggy thin guy-boxers. The look suited her. I sat on my side and slid in, rolling over onto my right side so I was facing her. I drew the sheet just up to the tops of my thighs, it was quite a warm night. Reaching up I dialled the dimmer switch way down so just a cosy glow filled the room, still enough to see her by. I put my head on the pillow and shuffled closer but didn’t touch. I lay my cheek on my right palm, my left hand just lay loosely over my waist, my unsupported breasts shifted down towards the mattress inside the sheer cami.<br><br><strong>“So, what shall we talk about?”</strong> I asked rather shyly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>10-08-2008, 18:44:20</strong>
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				Nodding lightly as she opted for the window side, I watched her walk across the room. I wouldn't have been surprised if my eyes were showing signs of struggling to keep looking at her face, even if she wouldn't have minded me looking at her breasts, it wasn't the way I had been brought up, and the things happening now were starting to conflict with those teachings, and winning. The look changed a lot though from when she was in full-light, to dull-light, before she was a lot more openly sexy without her clothes, now she was more seductive; sexy in a different way. "Hmm..." I said, thinking for a moment, "I know!" I exclaimed, "Tell me all the stuff you've done with other girls" I said optimistically, smiling brightly as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 00:12:07</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I know! Tell me all the stuff you've done with other girls."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I smiled at her laughter and wondered if she were joking, <strong>"I think we should sleep before too long. My stories might take a week, though I'm happy to tell you one each day perhaps, say... um... as a bedtime treat. If you have been good."</strong> I winked at her and wondered again but this time if she thought I was teasing.<br><br><strong>"Well,"</strong> I started, reaching out my left hand and gently lifting up a long strand of her blonde hair and tucking it back off her face. With a finger or two I looped it behind her right ear, my fingertips straying for just a little longer than was necessary around the upper curve and down the back of it. My hand ran away and onto her clothed shoulder, where I let it rest.<br><br><strong>"My first... was Sheila, Sheila Thompson. She was two years older than me, and I later heard she was a notorious cradle snatcher, though I didn't know that at the time, being terribly innocent. It was one day in autumn, a clear cool day, the leaves were falling. I was walking back from hockey practice after school and it was growing dark and this voice called to me from behind the bicycle shed. Haha, it seems so fake doesn't it? So trite, to say you did it behind the bike sheds, but it's true, I did. I didn't do very much with Sheila, I think I was mostly confused. I was quite young. It wasn't that I didn't like what she did, more that I did like it, and that was why I was confused. Because I was a girl and she was a girl and that was wrong, wasn't it? Girls don't kiss girls. Not properly, boys kiss girls. And that was all we did, Sheila Thompson and I, we kissed behind the bike sheds... though I guess you could say that first time I froze like a rabbit in headlights and she did all the kissing. Haha, yes, my very first kiss and I did nothing but turn to stone."</strong><br><br>I paused, letting the happy memory play over in my mind. It made me smile. I must have looked funny lying there with such a distant calm yet amused look on my face.<br><br><strong>"But she was good, was Sheila Thompson, and very persistent. She must have seen something in me, some potential, because she didn't give up. Each Tuesday and Thursday she would be there, waiting, in the dusk as night drew down and the hockey players came in to change. And I would always stop and stay a while with her, fifteen minutes maybe, or a little more. It couldn't be much longer because the changing rooms were locked up thirty minutes after the last game, the showers turned off, so I must have had to leave within twenty minutes or so."</strong><br><br>I stopped again and looked at her face in the low light. In this light Vicky's blonde hair was a much more mysterious colour, darker, deeper, richer. In daylight or bright light it was light and bouncy making her seem bright and happy, but now here, she was different at the same time both more mysterious and more vulnerable. I moved my hand a little, gently stroking her arm from elbow up to shoulder, <strong>"I'm not boring you am I?"<br><br>"Hn, well, I'll be quick, then we should get some sleep."<br><br>"It was funny, Sheila said she would strike a deal with me, she said we'd do swapsies. Each evening she would give me a chocolate bar or a tube of sweets as a little gift and I would give her something. After that first time when I froze solid she started doing this. That second time I said, 'what? What gift shall I give you?' And she said..."</strong> Suddenly the memory came flooding back, the feel of her, the warmth, her taste and scent, the warm softness of her hand that cupped my jaw... that wondrous shock as her lips had not remained closed but pressing against mine had opened me with them and then... and then... that most wonderful discovery, that you could kiss like that. That kissing wasn't just a little peck on the cheek or the mouth but a whole new dimension, a whole new world...<br><br><strong>"Yea... she said... 'This,' and <em>this</em> was a kiss. She would kiss me. Each evening after hockey, twice a week, we would spend fifteen minutes snogging behind the bike sheds. My gift to her would be a kiss, or a series of kisses, hers to me would be sweets. It was funny. I thought I was getting the best deal I mean sweets were ace, yeah? Especially packets of Rolos, or sherbet dips. Yeah, haha, sherbet dips were my favourite. I loved them. Still do... So I thought I was getting a good deal but it turns out Sheila Thompson was getting a better one, because she was getting free - or almost free - snogs from a clueless little idiot tearaway that no other girl had so far got close to in the whole school. Haha, I never knew <em>that</em> either until later. So I got sweets and she got French kisses. Yet I guess I got something from it too. But she was clever was Sheila, very clever, she would ask me which sweets I liked most and which I liked less, from the school tuck shop she could buy about ten different types and she made me rank them from one to ten on how much I liked them. And then, after we had kissed and I would be gasping and damp and rather flustered up against the dirty brick wall of the back of the shed, she would hand over my gift, but she would give me one appropriate to how well I had kissed that night. Some nights it might just be a Mars bar or an Aero, others it could be a pack of Starbursts - I like those. But my favourites, ranked nine and ten were Rolos and sherbet dips. So, being clever like she was, and me being innocent like I was, she played me, like an instrument she played me. And I got better at kissing too, I guess. She'd promise me a pack of Rolos if I'd do one thing, or a sherbet dip if I did another."<br><br>"So, hah, I guess I learned to kiss that way, by Sheila Thompson offering me sherbet dips if I did it very well."</strong> I grinned at her and stroked my hand down her arm to her right hand. I held her hand on the bed sheet between us. <strong>"And now, it's late and I think we should sleep."</strong> I said squeezing her hand, <strong>"I'll tell you another story tomorrow night."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 12:08:54</strong>
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				Shuffling a little, into the pillows, making myself a little more comfortable as I looked over at the beautiful girl, in the same bed as me, I listened to her story, listening with so much interest that I thought her question was a part of the story. Shaking my head, I tried to stifle a yawn, just in case she thought that was what made her think I was bored, I was however, sleepy. Raising an eyebrow as the memories came back to her, wondering what <em>this</em> could be, she didn't keep me in my misery for long however, I was soon told the answer. Smiling cheekily as she was told of the sweety exchange, it was a very good idea, especially if you did want to get with someone slightly younger, not that I had actually thought about getting with anyone younger; as I grew, so did my sexual interest, but for someone younger, it was a good idea. As she finished the story, and suggested sleep, I nodded, yawning. In my sleep deprived state however, I managed to conjour up an idea; one that I wouldn't tell Amy, not just yet anyhow, before my eyes closed, whispering a goodnight to her, and I asleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>11-08-2008, 22:26:35</strong>
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				We settled down and within minutes it seemed like Vicky was asleep. I lay awake a while thinking about what had happened at dinner, it kept me alert for some time. I tried to work out my feelings and reaction but it eluded me. I decided to put it aside and deal with it tomorrow.<br><br>I reached behind me for my phone, making sure it was fully charged up. It was.<br><br>I turned back to face Vicky, I was just about to turn off the light when I stopped. I lay there on my elbows for a minute just watching her, her eyes closed, her face completely relaxed, her breathing deep and regular. She really was beautiful. I leaned close, wanting to kiss her but decided that the first time I kissed her mouth would be when she wanted me to, and not my choice. I changed direction and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.<br><br><strong>“Night-night. Sleep tight.”</strong> I lay back and shut off the light.<br><br>* * * * * * * * * * * *<br><br>Morning.<br><br>I opened my eyes, blinking back eye-grunge, wiping them with a lazy arm. It took me a few seconds to remember where I was, then it came to me: Middenhall. Vicky. Moulton’s interview. The perverted Colonel. Hmmm… Um, indeed. I yawned and turned over. Vicky was on the far side of the bed, I raised myself on my elbow. She was fast asleep, on her back, one arm thrown up on the pillow, the other by her side, her blonde mane every which way across the sheet around her shoulders. I had been right last night; she was beautiful. I thought then that she was at her most gorgeous when she was sleeping; she looked so innocent and perfect. Good enough to eat.<br><br>Then it came to me in a flash. I owned her boobs! She’d given me permission! A naughty feeling bubbled up inside me. Getting carefully out of bed I picked up my phone and flipped it open. Going to the balcony doors I pulled the curtains open a few inches so some daylight came in, enough to get a good picture with.<br><br>I went round the bed to her side, nearest the bathroom. The sheet was pushed down around her waist. I put my phone on her bedside and making sure she was asleep and feeling very naughty indeed but grinning, I gingerly pulled the sheet down more with both hands until it lay across her thighs.<br><br>I took a picture of her asleep, more than one in fact including a close up of her face. Then I reached for her shirt buttons and began to undo them, working carefully and slowly, trying not to touch her skin. When I had them all undone I peeled one side back…<br><br>I paused and looked. Such lovely skin, so smooth, so pale, her breast was perfect, maybe a little smaller than mine but wonderfully shaped, at her age it didn’t sag or lay very much to the side but sat there perked up and proud. I took a couple more pictures then peeled the other half of the shirt open…<br><br>I took some more shots then had an idea. Leaning close I blew on her nipples, first one, then the other and they stiffened a little. I didn’t want to touch so they didn’t harden completely but they’d puckered up enough. I took another shot or two. Looking through them all I found the best picture which was one of the last I’d taken of her sleeping face and hard-nippled breasts and set that as my phone’s wallpaper. I put my phone away.<br><br>I sat beside her for a long while and merely looked, I was happy to. I could sit here all day. I didn't have any naughty thoughts, I just thought she looked wonderful, lying there her breasts gently rising and falling as she breathed. I didn't lay a finger on her, she was much too perfect. Eventually she began to stir and her eyes flickered open.<br><br><strong>“Morning,”</strong> I said gently, with a smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2008, 10:27:57</strong>
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				Shifting a little as I regained consciousness slowly, my mouth opening to let out a yawn before my eyes did, I happened to be facing Amy, still dressed in her incredibly-see-through but incredibly sexy sleepwear. A little groggily, my mouth twisted into a smile, and I mouthed 'hello' back. Rubbing my eyes with my hands, just to try and get them to make me feel more awake, I pushed myself into a sitting position. Looking down, I noticed my top was undone. A blush shot across my face, as I looked at Amy, I couldn't help but giggle quite a lot, not sure if it was out of embarrassment, or the fact that she had actually done that, either way, I wasn't too annoyed. "How'd you sleep?" I asked, going to button up a few of the bottom ones of my shirt, just so it wouldn't be as cold, yet she'd still be able to see my breasts. I then noticed one of my nipples slightly harder than the other, I began to wonder what Amy had actually done when I was asleep, "You could have done the other one as well" I commented, smirking a little before arching my back and stretching my muscles once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 00:05:13</strong>
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				As she stirred and yawned and opened her eyes my simple enjoyment changed to another mood. She was very sexy, everything she did, the way she moved, her smile, her sleepy relaxed voice. My crotch tingled. <em>You so turn me on, my sweet, how long am I going to last before I glomp you?</em> I seriously wondered.<br><br>She saw me and mouthed a 'hello'. I beamed at her, my grin widening into a laugh as she noticed her shirt was open and her chest was bare and a lovely blush spread across her face, and a delightful giggle chuckled down like a summer shower, <em>and when you blush like that... hn, yeah, so sexy...</em> <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"How'd you sleep?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Like a log. Lovely comfy bed. You?"</strong><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You could have done the other one as well,"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I raised one eyebrow and showed her my new phone wallpaper, zooming the image in to just the nipples. Both were clearly half stiffened, <strong>"I did, but one of them went back to sleep, it was a very tired little nipple you know,"</strong> I grinned at her. She passed me my phone back and lay back, arching her spine and stretching.<br><br>It was too good an opportunity to miss and I snapped another picture, this one of her shirt half unbuttoned, the top part gaping open and her curved spine made her breasts thrust up and out, her head being tilted back so all you could see was her chin. The pale soft undercurves of her chest were on display. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. My little tingle down below became a warm ache.<br><br><strong>"I suppose, now I've got some photos of those lovely boobs I own, I owe you another few of my bum,"</strong> I winked at her, <strong>"If you want,"</strong> I finished, teasingly.<br><br><strong>"Then again, if you don't,"</strong> I stood up beside the bed and lifted my arms over my head, curving my spine in and stretching luxuriously and holding the pose for thirty seconds, showing off to her, <strong>"Aaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrnnnnnnnnnn! I needed that! - Yeah, if you don't want to, I'll go shower. Unless you want to first."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 15:08:59</strong>
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				Yawning once again, I nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it was a good sleep", before taking the phone after it was zoomed in, they were clearly my nipples, and the blush reddened as it had begun to fade. So, my assumptions were correct, she didn't just open my top and somehow harden my nipples just to look, she took a photo as well. "You can't blame it though, can you? You woke it up when it was having a nice relaxing time" I teased. <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I suppose, now I've got some photos of those lovely boobs I own, I owe you another few of my bum"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"I suppose that's a fair trade." I nodded, trying to hold back the laugh, it almost stopping as she stretched as I stared up at her body, doing almost the exact same pose as I did, obviously teasing me. I felt my crotch dampen slightly. Maybe it was already damp, and I just noticed, I couldn't be sure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>13-08-2008, 23:30:52</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You can't blame it though, can you? You woke it up when it was having a nice relaxing time."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Hn, it was having a nice sleep, they both were. They looked ever so comfy there. I so wanted to join them!"</strong> I winked, <strong>"But I didn't touch them, honest. Guides honour."</strong> I stuck up my hand in a Guides salute and clicked my heels to attention, my breasts bouncing under my sheer camisole.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I suppose that's a fair trade."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"I'm a very fair person,"</strong> I winked, <strong>"And that being so, I'm going to leave the bathroom door open."</strong><br><br>I went in the bathroom and stripped completely, sitting on the loo and contemplating the world for five minutes. When I was done I wiped and flushed and turned the air extractor on and used air freshener. Then I got a towel ready and laid out the bath mat before stepping in the shower and turning it on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>14-08-2008, 12:01:01</strong>
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				Giggling as she bounced a little and saluted, I nodded "I believe you, I believe you." Pulling my knees up to my chest, I looked at her, something about that, her saying that she'd leave the bathroom door open didn't surprise me, even after only knowing her for a few hours. Yawning a little, I got up and out of bed after she proceeded to go to the toilet, looking at her phones background once more and smiling, shaking my head a little, I walked over to my bag. Crouching down, I once again looked through it, pulling out a cheapish camera, that happened to be able to record video. Turning it on, I switched the setting, so it would record, and pressed the button, walking forward to the bathroom, opening the door, I walked in, not actually looking through the camera. Walking over to the edge of the hot tub-esque bath, I sat the camera on the edge, so it would have a good view of her ass, or if she turned around, anything else that just so happened to be seen. Walking closer to it, I gently slapped her ass playfully, hoping she wouldn't mind too much.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>15-08-2008, 22:59:56</strong>
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				I rinsed, loving the feel of hot water on my skin, soooo refreshing, then got my yummy lime shower gel and squidged a nugget of it on my sponge and began to scrub myself, exfoliating vigorously. I bent down and began on my feet and calves, working upwards, first one leg, then the other.<br><br><em>SMACK!</em><br><br><strong>“Hoiy!”</strong> I yelped, not so much in pain as in surprise. I stood up and turned. Vicky was there grinning like an idiot. I stood there, arms by my sides, covering nothing, the water splashing off my shoulders and down my back. She still had her shirt half unbuttoned. My eyes went straight to her chest. Standing, her boobs were mostly covered but there were still acres of lovely curving skin on show, even if the points were just covered. I put on a hurt, serious air and wagged a finger at her.<br><br><strong>“Now lookie here missy, I said you owned my bum. You can look… and take pictures and I guess if you ask nice I’ll let you touch. But smacks are not a part of the deal. If you smack what you own, I’ll have to smack what I own, so just remember that, yes?”</strong><br><br><em>Gosh, you look so damn <span class="bbc_u">good</span> standing there… I… uh… mmm…</em><br><br>Without thinking I suddenly reached out and grabbed her and pulled her into the shower with me. Her shins touched the bath edge and she began to topple but I leaned back on the rear wall and let her collapse against me.<br><br><strong>“Come here. I want to wash my property!”</strong> I laughed, trying to take her weight but beginning to slide downwards against the tiles.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 10:19:59</strong>
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				The key slid into the lock easily and with just a flick of the wrist the door look clicked silently.&nbsp; <br><br>The door was pushed open easily and I could see immediately the bedroom was empty but there were sounds from the bathroom. The two new room mates sounded as though there were getting to know each other. <br><br>I waited for a while to let them enjoy themselves and found pair of their used panties on the floor. Raising it to my nose i breathed in the owners scent and smiled. <br><br>I moved to the door and looked in and watched for a while enjoying the sight of their naked wet bodies and found myself unusually aroused. <br><br>I flicked the light switch on and off until i got their attention and then in a soft quiet but commanding voice. <br><br>"I am afraid you will find that you are my property." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Most Unusual Education (Jester, Combicon, Haibane)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>16-08-2008, 13:36:24</strong>
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				The light flicked on and off several times, <em>Eh! Power cut?</em><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I am afraid you will find that you are my property."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>“Oh my God! Vicky! A man!”</strong> I grabbed her hard, sitting down with a bump in the bath and hiding back behind the frosted shower screen. I hugged her against me so we were both hidden. She was okay, in a way, she had her shirt and boys boxers on. Even though wet they hid her. I was naked.<br><br><strong>“Who the hell are you?!”</strong> I shouted, angry. <strong> “GET OUT!”</strong>
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