Chapter 18

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” ― Bernard M. Baruch

“Alright, class. Today’s lesson is team wrestling. We’ll pick teams of two to match against each other. The last team standing gets to have fun with the two Program students, but with one caveat ... it’s a foursome. With all that entails. The Program students get to help me referee the matches, too. They also get to help me select the four teams. The teams will be co-ed, of course.

“Who for the first team, Jack?” Aletheia asked me first.

“Um ... Heather and Oscar,” I grinned at the idea of pairing those two, who probably couldn’t stand each other.

“Very well. Heather and Oscar, you’re the Red Team. Julie, who next?” Aletheia now asked my sister.

“Boyd Lamont ... and Jenny Marquez,” Julie smiled now, clearly wanting to see what happened in this context.

“Very well, then. Boyd and Jenny, you’re the Blue Team. Next will be Ted Heartfelt and Billie Heartfelt. That’s the Yellow Team. Just because I love that idea of matching siblings like that. Who else? I need one more team ... Penny Marquez and Bert Bamburg. You’re the Green Team. Green wrestles with Yellow, and then Red with Blue. The winners of that round go up against each other, and then we see what happens after that.

“Now, the victorious team does get to dominate the Program students, but remember, there are limits, and you will have to share and respect my rules. Also, to be fair to the students, all students must wrestle in the nude. Each team will have one blot of body paint on them, matching their team colors. The male students will wrestle those of their own sex in the first round, as will the female students. Then the second round, the tougher one, will be the opposite sexes matched,” Aletheia warned us all.

“Anything else that we need to know?” I asked curiously.

“Yes, you and Julie decide who wins the second round, but I will choose the victors of the first round. This is because the second round would otherwise supersede your right to consent or withhold consent. By deciding this, you basically give your consent to them as partners. You get to exercise your freedom of choice, as it were. The matches will each last for fifteen minutes at the maximum, and then there will be the ... sexual acts, as it were. Everyone else here will simply get to watch,” Aletheia continued, making it clear who was the boss here ... her.

I might be the Big Man on campus (despite stupid laws that still considered me a child) and the teacher’s pet, as well as the father of her future anchor baby, but this was still her gym class. Her domain. Coach Aletheia Venizelos wasn’t about to let anyone else take control of her own turf, not here and now. I beamed as I thought of how tough she was, and yet she still respected and desired me ... that was an interesting point of pride, wasn’t it?

I watched in fascination as the first pairing took place, and wow, that was something else, wasn’t it? Ted Heartfelt didn’t really stand a chance against Bert Bamburg, of course. Whatever his pacifist upbringing, Dutch Oven was far stronger, due to the hard manual labor of his youth. Ted Heartfelt was pinned down before he even realized the nature of the threat. This really made it tough for Billie to even have a chance. Her heart wasn’t much in it, and so Penny Marquez crushed her, causing the Green Team to advance to the next round automatically.

The best part of this, of course, was the sight of Penny Marquez’s bottom as she pinned Billie Heartfelt. It was particularly sensual, seeing how close the skin-on-skin contact was, with Penny rubbing her twat against the crack of Billie’s ass. It was suspiciously close to simulated lesbian sex, which definitely helped me recover my boner a bit. The way that Penny kissed the back of Billie’s neck was truly delightful and added to my arousal. Then she lapped Billie on her cheeks and pinched her before rising and waiting for the next match.

When Boyd Lamont and Oscar Pendejo wrestled, there was never any doubt, either. Oscar just didn’t have what it took to keep Boyd off him at all. He was seriously outclassed and Boyd thus secured a strong chance of victory for the Blue Team. Heather did much better against Jenny, so it came down to points, thus letting Aletheia decide the fates of both members. She stroked her chin before she coughed and gestured at the Blue Team, signifying their triumph over the Red.