Chapter 1: Monday

SUSAN

I was so preoccupied with being nude the first day that all other thoughts were pushed out and I couldn’t even concentrate on school work. Everything went by in a blur until after first period.

First period social studies didn’t last long but this was only because of the time we spent in the principal’s office getting naked. Harriet, John and I missed the majority of this class. This was expected of first day Program attendees. However, I was wondering about poor Jay. He didn’t have any of us to support him like we were doing with each other in first period.

Having two other Program participants with me in class did made life easier I guess. It would have been much harder this first day if I were the only one. And Jay happened to be the only one in The Program in his class this first period so I was worried for him. Hopefully the nerds in calculus would be too shy to bother him about his nudity.

“Miss Powell. Do you need relief?” Mr. Hudson said as I walked in, later of course than the others.

“No. I’m fine.”

“Good then, we’ll resume.”

If you’re not familiar with the concept of relief then let me fill you in: the school permits us to get off. By that I mean we are allowed to have an orgasm within the first few minutes of class in front of everyone. Or we can have someone else give us an orgasm. How do we accomplish this task, you ask? Use your imagination.

It was going to take a lot to get me to put on a show like that for the whole class, so of course I declined relief.

I had a hard time concentrating in social studies until I realized my butt was cold; I hadn’t been using my towel. Fortunately, I wasn’t sitting without it for long enough to have made a mess. Harriet and John seemed to have no trouble paying attention but my thoughts kept going back to Jay. I decided to make a run for it over to our next class, viz. art, when the bell rang so I wouldn’t miss any time being with him. When it did ring I took off passing everyone in the hall. Nobody had a chance to ask for a reasonable request. I’ll save that bit of information for later.

I beat Jay too. He must have gotten hung up with an RR -- that stands for reasonable request around here, by the way. I wondered what they would do with Jay? First days were usually light on RRs. None for me, so far. Maybe people realized I was in a hurry and didn’t want to get bowled over by a six foot four Amazon.

That’s right, I’m known as the Amazon. I realize that it’s an affectionate term -- it’s what they call me on the team. I’m pretty good at volleyball, by the way. You can probably figure out why. Now I was the Naked Amazon.

Jay walked into art class late. He didn’t look so good -- his eyes were downcast. As he was walking to take his seat the teacher stopped him.

“Jay?”

He turned around to face her.

“Yes, Ms. Tanner?”

“What happened?”

It was then I noticed two red hand marks on his butt cheeks. They were very noticeable and it looked painful.

“Nothing.”

“Someone slapped you. I can see the hand prints.”

I heard sniggers in the class. I wanted to pound whoever it was.

“I’m sorry.” he said.

“Jay? Who did this to you?”

“Nobody.”

“Jay, you must tell me.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Tell me who it is, young man. You don’t want to get into trouble over someone else’s transgressions, do you?”

“No ma’am.”

“Who was it?”

“Michele and Emily.”

“Michele and Emily who?”

“I don’t know. They’re cheerleaders.”

“Does it hurt?”

He shrugged and said “Not really.” I knew he was lying.

Ms. Tanner went behind her desk and wrote out a pass for Jay. I was feeling real bad for him and Ms. Tanner looked very upset about it too.

“Jay, take this and go see the nurse. Let me send someone else with you.”

“I’ll go!” I said raising my hand. “We’re partners in The Program anyway.”

“Would you like to accompany Jay, Susan?”

“He’s my responsibility.”

“And a good job you’ve done so far.” She was being sarcastic and that was rude of her. But I still wanted to go with Jay.

“We have different first period classes. I couldn’t help it.” I said in my defense.

“Very well. Here’s a pass. Stay there until the nurse releases him, then accompany Jay back.”

“Thank you, Ms. Tanner.”

JASON

Two girls had asked me for an RR in the period between math and art. They were wearing cheerleader uniforms and I was trying to get to art fast only you have to stop for reasonable requests. What they asked seemed reasonable and I didn’t want to get into trouble for refusing, so I bent over for them. That’s when they each whacked me on my rear end at the same time. I fell forward onto the floor and it hurt.

Ms. Tanner, my art teacher sent me to the nurse’s office to get it looked at. I can’t believe she did that just for a couple of slaps. It must have looked bad if Ms. Tanner wanted me to go see the nurse. I had to go -- I’d get into trouble if I didn’t.

I was grateful for Sue’s help just then. She seemed to genuinely care about me. She also seemed worried. I can see her getting tired of this by the end of the week though.

“I’m sorry you had to do this, Sue. I know how much you love art.”

“It’s okay. What happened?”

“It was an RR. They thought it was funny.”

“Do you realize that’s assault?”

“It was just a slap.”

“Someone’s gonna get into trouble for this.”

“No! No, I don’t want that. They’ll blame me. Don’t tell anyone. Please.”

“Ms. Tanner already knows.”

“Well, she can’t prove anything.”

“I bet the office already knows by now.”

“No. No. No. This will have repercussions. We can’t let them do this.”

“Don’t fret, Jay. Let’s get you taken care of first.”

I was hoping she’d see it my way, but I don’t know why she would. Nobody ever gave her a hard time. Everyone loved Sue. She was the star of the volleyball team and was leading them to a championship this year. Everyone knew it. Plus, she was gorgeous. And if that weren’t enough, she was big enough to beat anyone up who crossed her and everyone knew that too. Nobody would ever do such a thing to Sue. But I’m not Sue.

That’s life. I drew the short straw. Literally. I was fair game because there was nothing I could do in my defense. I was fresh meat this week. Lucky me! I reaped the benefits of my first RR.

And you know, it started out as a reasonable request. I had to bend over and spread my cheeks. Soon after, I felt the sting on both sides. I ran all the way to art after that to a bunch of laughs behind me. I had to stop and pick up a book that fell from the backpack because I neglected to zip it all the way. I’ll never miss zipping my backpack all the way up again.

Too soon, I found myself bent over the bed in the nurses office, mooning the nurse and Sue. This was more embarrassing than being whacked on the ass. I figured I’d just endure the embarrassment and apologize later. The nurse rubbed some lotion on my ass and it felt better.

“Who did this to you, Jay?” the nurse asked.

“No one.”

“Jason!” Sue admonished.

“Do you know something, Susan?”

“It was Michele Breed and Emily Cox.”

“Did you witness the act?”

“No. But I heard him tell Ms. Tanner.”

“I don’t know who it was really.” I said in my defense. “I didn’t get a good look at them. They were just a couple of cheerleaders I saw as I was running off. I barely caught a glance.”

“Is that what you want me to put on the incident form, Mr. McMillan?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Very well. I would normally put some gauze and have you put pants on after this but since your pants are locked away, just take this clean towel. Come see me after lunch and I’ll give you a fresh towel and some more lotion.”

“Thank you, nurse.”

SUSAN

Poor Jay was leaning over the bed with his butt sticking out. He had a cute little butt too but with red handprints on each cheek. Someone smacked him on the ass hard. I wonder what they were thinking. I mean, he had a beautiful little ass. Why would someone do that?

We walked back to art class together. I felt so sorry for the little guy, but he carried his head high and refused to hold my hand. I’ll give him that, he didn’t want pity.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, Jay.” I apologized.

“You don’t need to be there for me.”

“And even in first period. I’m sorry I left you to be the only one in calculus nude.”

“I’m not. Vicky is there too you know.”

“Who?”

“She’s a senior.”

“Oh, that’s right, only seniors take calculus.”

“Not everyone’s a senior.”

“Well, here we are.”

“Are you feeling better?” Ms. Tanner asked as we walked into class. Jay nodded and we each went to our tables.

“We finally have two models in class together this week so we will be drawing the human anatomy, but it seems we’ll have to wait until tomorrow. Sue? Jay? You two will be excused from the drawing assignments this week but you will be our models.”

“Yes, ma’am.” we replied. This was predictable. Teachers are encouraged to use those who happen to be in The Program for examples in front of everyone else in class. This didn’t always go over well with the Program participants. Although, for Jay and I this week, I was looking forward to it. It would be fun to pose.

I was talking to Marie sitting next to me as we worked on drawing some flowers as preparation for tomorrow.

“Poor guy doesn’t want anyone to know what happened. I think he’s frightened that he’ll pay for it if those two cheerleaders get into trouble.”

“But they will.” Marie said.

“Why?”

“George saw it happen.”

“George? Where is he? He was here earlier. I don’t see him.”

“Ms. Tanner sent him to the office to tell them what he saw.”

“Uh oh. I don’t think Jay’s gonna like this. Jay has Spanish next period doesn’t he?”

“Yeah. We’re in the same class.”

“I thought so. Can you do me a favor, Marie? Watch out for him.”

“You’re being a bit over-protective, aren’t you?”

“He’s my responsibility. We’re partners in The Program this week.”

“He’s not your responsibility. What’s he done for you?”

“He’s my friend. Please.”

“You’ve never been friendly to him. Why start now?”

“Because we’re in The Program together. I guess you haven’t done The Program yet?”

“No.”

“Then you wouldn’t understand.”

“Sheesh. It’s only the first day.”

“Please. Just make sure nothing like this happens to him again.”

“I’ll notify a teacher if I see anything but I’m not getting involved.”

“That’s good enough.”

After thinking about what Marie said I realized she was right: he’s not my responsibility. I still felt so bad for the little guy. Maybe I shouldn’t. He doesn’t want pity, just to be left alone. I think I kind of like that about him though.

I got groped a lot as I went down the hallway to math. I’m just taking trigonometry and Jay was two or three whole years ahead in math. I never thought much about him being so smart. I wonder what his ambitions were?

Anyway, I struggled with math just to get a ‘C’, so I had to pay attention in trig. This was something that was becoming harder as I sat in class. I could feel all the eyes that were upon me, glancing when they thought they could get away with it. The smiles. The winks. I was used to people staring at me but this was a little too much.

All that groping right before class was starting to get me worked up -- bad news because it was only day one and still early in the day. If I get horny now what will it be like by the end of the day let alone the rest of the week?

I declined the relief offer at the beginning of class again but I was really starting to get excited and gave it more thought now. Running around nude in front of all your friends and all the otherwise anonymous students will do that to a person, I figure. That’s what they say but I never really listened. Now, I knew what they were talking about. I think you can get over the embarrassment pretty quickly because everyone knows that everyone has to go through it. But the arousal grows as the embarrassment fades.

Nobody yet asked to touch my pussy or my ass. That was strange because I think I have a pretty nice ass. So does Jay. I mean Jay is nice. That is, he has a nice ass. What’s in front ain’t so bad either.

What? Jay’s ass and cock? Where did that come from? I was thinking of little Jay’s private parts. I shook my head to clear my mind. This Program fucks with your mind; it’s a known fact. I didn’t need that on my mind if I wanted to pass trig.

Biology with Jay would be right after lunch so I met back up with him in the cafeteria after math. I actually met him in the hall halfway there. He seemed to be in a better mood at least.

“Marie? Really?” he asked peering up at me.

“What about her?”

“On my way to Spanish she said that you wanted her to watch out for me.”

“I asked her to, yes.”

“I don’t need help, Sue. I’ll be fine without Marie’s, or your help. It was just a little slap on the ass. I’m fine.”

“Those two hit you, Jay. You can’t let them get away with that.”

“Just don’t tell anyone and I’ll be fine. Okay?”

“I won’t, but I hear there were witnesses.”

“Nobody will talk. Who cares what happens to me?”

“George was sent to the office to tell them. He saw it.”

“Aw, damnit! Now I’ll get into trouble.”

“It’ll be okay. Don’t sweat it.”

“This day isn’t going so good. At least we get a break to each lunch. I need a break.”

After splitting up to get lunch -- I bought lunch and had to stand in line, Jay brought his in a paper bag -- I went to sit with Harriet and John.

“Where’s Jay?”

“I don’t know.” I said. I got up and went to look for him. I found him sitting in a corner eating alone.

“Why are you sitting here?” I asked.

“I always sit here.”

“But you can sit with us at the naked table. Harriet and John are there. So is his sister Nora and her partner, I can’t remember his name. And Michael too.”

“The naked table? Ew. Besides, I have to sit here.”

“Why?”

“So I can give Freddie his candy bar when he comes by.”

“You have his candy bar?”

“Yeah. Mom always packs one.”

“For Freddie?”

“I don’t eat it so I give it to him.”

“Do you want to?”

“Want to what?”

“To give it to Freddie.”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because he likes it.”

“Don’t give it to him.”

“Why not?”

“If you don’t want it, give it to someone else.”

“Oh, I couldn’t do that.”

“He won’t mind.”

“Yes, he would.”

“What if someone took it from you.”

“Are you going to take it from me?”

“Yes. Give it to me.”

“No. No, then Freddie won’t get it.”

“So, what?”

“He’ll...”

“He’ll what?”

“It’s not nice. He won’t like that.”

“What will he do?”

“I-I don’t know.”

“Did he threaten you?”

“No.”

“How about you come sit with the naked folk after he comes get it.”