Chapter 3: The Math Test

“Class, test time,” Teacher Jones said. A lanky woman who must have bulimia because she eats large meals but has no body fat. An intelligent Standard, she finished a doctorate in mathematics. Only Supers and outstanding Standards get hired to teach at the school. She had a flat body and wore boring clothes, no curves, a blue skirt suit with a rose blouse under it. She wore too much makeup and always wore her hair down. Her round face made her appear like a stick figure.

Her heels clicked across the floor as she handed out the sheets. Teacher Jones collected phones in a black plastic box and placed the test face down in front of each student.

“Phone?” she asked me as she placed the sheet on the desk before me. Her unpainted fingernail hands stayed on top of the paper. Her bright red lips frowned and clashed with her dark green eye shadow. Someone needed to explain to Teacher Jones how to look less like a clown.

“Lost it,” I said. I glanced up and then returned my eyes to my sheet. I had barely studied for the test.

“Phone! I can see it under the table,” Teacher Jones said. Her voice lowered, and her fingers turned red as they pressed down on the desk.

“I can’t. I’m doing the double-fill challenge,” I said. The stupid teacher wouldn’t understand, but I need to do this to keep and grow my numbers. My stream pays for everything, so I need my followers more than this math class.

The teacher leaned down and whispered, “I know.”

Shit, Teacher Jones subscribed. Damn, I thought back over my hours of streams to make sure I never said anything bad about her. I hadn’t, thankfully, because I have a policy of never talking bad about people I know. I had mentioned that I loved history. Would she hold that against me?

“Phone,” Teacher Jones held her hand out, the white palm held under my stare. I wanted to say no, but if Teacher Jones followed me and told my parents, I would lose everything.

The room stared at us. Cin held back a laugh with her hand while Jen frowned, and Gert stared at us. Everyone hates Gert, but he spent a lot on my channel.

I reached under the table for my phone, which caused the dildo to push deeper into me, and electricity ricocheted around my body. My nipples grew hard, and some drool escaped the corner of my mouth. My butt cheeks split, and the plug almost popped out.

My hand twitched as I grabbed my phone, waved goodbye to my fans, and turned off the stream. I passed Teacher Jones my phone. Our hands touched. Her fingers burned my skin, and we connected on a deep level. I wanted to pull her hand to my crotch and use it, but I stayed strong and let go of the phone. She smiled and clicked away. The dildo and butt plug burned inside me, and I hoped my fans would understand.

“Bitch,” I said for Cin and Jen’s ears only. Cin hugged me while Jen squeezed my hand.

Teacher Jones finished her rounds and announced, “You have ninety minutes starting now.”

She sat behind her desk and pulled a phone from the box. She tried but failed to unlock it, so she placed it on her left. All but three ended up piled up on her left. The three unlocked phones laid, equality spread, on her right. She picked up the cat case-covered phone and scrolled through it.

I answered a couple of questions. Luckily, I had a photographic memory.

I kept one eye on the teacher. She moved the cat phone under her desk, spread her legs, and the light flashed three times. She then placed the phone on her left and picked up Jen’s pink-covered phone.

Jen liked Teacher Jones, and although not a lesbian, she liked who she liked.

The teacher opened and explored the phone. Her eyes grew large as she paused between each finger flick, and her lips parted while she stared at the phone. I nudged Cin and allowed her to cheat off my test.

“I took some special photos for her,” Jen whispered while she glanced at my sheet.

“No talking!” Teacher Jones yelled while she stared at the phone. Cin and Jen continued to copy. They knew enough not to copy all the answers.

Jen giggled - Jen, the mischievous. She has starred with me on a few videos, never above the waist, because she hated her small breasts but loved her long, thin legs.