Chapter 14: Physics

“Sorry, I’m late. I had girl trouble in the washroom,” I told Teacher Marrakech, an old man who had lived half his life before the war and didn’t do ‘girly stuff.’ He waved his wrinkled, spotted hand for me to sit and didn’t question me.

Teacher Marrakech talked about physics, something about the conservation of momentum or speed, but I didn’t care. I memorized the formulas to ensure I received my needed seventy-five percent in the class.

I set up my camera with the light pointed up my skirt, using Jen, and my bags, to hide the stream. Teacher Marrakech wouldn’t care, but I didn’t want to give him a heart attack. With one foot in the grave already, he hunched as he shuffled before the old chalkboard. White smudges appeared on the board, and on his hand as he pointed and tapped to various formulas.

My insides still burned, but my eyes itched and grew heavy. My body slumped in the chair while Teacher Marrakech’s voice droned on. A warmth wrapped around my body while the buzz in my mind died, and my hands stilled on the desktop.

I awoke with a jerk as Jen shook me. Teacher Marrakech wrote homework as the bell rang for class change.

“You drooled. You ok?” Cin asked. She frowned while her eyes sparkled, and my mind clung to a dream as hazy shapes morphed into my classmates. Voices rose, tables banged, giggles, laughter, and explosions of excitement, destroyed the fragile last vestiges of a happy dream.

“Yeah, just exhausted, and six hours still to go,” I said and scratched my inner thigh. I wanted to scratch higher, but I didn’t dare as the threat of orgasm, while dull, remained close. The dull pressure of the dildo re-asserted itself, while the butt plug re-seated with a jolt of electricity while I stood.

Cin and I walked hand in hand while Jen followed. I checked the poll; double penetration still led, but now, triple penetration sat in second, while third had public exposure and masturbation tied. “It looks like I might need to find two or three guys for tonight,” I said to Cin.

My stream numbers had fallen to low double digits during physics. I needed something to boost my numbers.

“Maybe the principal?” Cin said and squeezed my hand. We navigated the hallway; my heels clicked while Cin shuffled, and a Flash crashed into us. I managed to stay upright, but Cin fell to her knees on the dirty, green floor.

“Sorry,” the sandy-haired kid said and sped away. I helped Cin to her feet as Jen joined us.

“Definitely, not the principal,” Jen said as she leaned her chin on my shoulder. Then she asked, “Why not use us and strap-ons?”

“Because strap-on has fallen to sixth, and I wanted to make a big deal of losing my virginity in my stream tonight, I figured I could do my first platinum premium stream,” I said and kissed Jen’s cheek.

Jen wrapped her arms around me and said, “Will I ever get a boyfriend?”

Cin hugged her until Jen added, “Without Cindy stealing him,” which caused Cin to smack her.

“We could share,” Cin said. Jen wiggled out of her arms and left us for her locker. Her thin legs overstrode and made her ass wiggle and jerk with awkward motions.

“She so needs to get laid,” Cin said as we arrived at my locker, where I pushed a kid out of the way. The metal made a satisfying bang as his elbow hit the locker. He apologized and rushed away.

Hel bounced over to us and said, “Have you seen the poll? Outstanding, so sup, I can’t wait to watch. I get a free pass, right?” Her chest heaved with excitement while her dark eyes shone in the hallway light. Her dark hand grabbed my upper arm, just above the edge of my T-shirt, and pain radiated from her fingers. Hunger pains erupted in my belly.

“Well, I hoped you could help. I need to find two or three guys for tonight,” I said as we walked toward Writing class. People moved out of Hel’s way, either scared to confront her, or they respected her football abilities.

A Flash ran into her, bounced off, and hit Roy, another Hulk. Wesley stammered an apology and tried to run, but Roy grabbed his hand. “Fucking bastard,” Roy said and swung at Wesley’s head. Wesley ducked as his feet slipped on the floor in an attempt to get away. Roy had narrow-set eyes, a broken nose, and chubby cheeks. His smile gave him a sinister appearance. Roy liked to hurt people.