Chapter 2 - Tuesday

Kathy

"Kathy? Kathy, wake up sweetheart, you need to get ready for school." When I heard my mom's voice, I hopped out of bed, looking forward to seeing Bobby again. I couldn't believe it had been just yesterday that I thought Bobby was just another snobby jock. Instead of being stuck-up, I found out he was just shy, and now it looked like he might actually like me. Me, the girl nobody wanted to go out with, just because I wasn't ashamed of being smart. I know most guys are scared of a girl that has a brain, but it didn't seem to bother Bobby at all.

When I thought back to what I had said the day before, I felt ashamed that I said what I did, but he didn't seem to hold it against me. Wanting to make it up to him, I decided to meet him at the front door of the school and do something to show him that I would like to start over. With that in mind, I hurried through my shower and just grabbed a couple of pieces of toast before heading out the door.

Bobby

When I awoke the next morning, it was to the sound of my alarm clock, pulling me reluctantly from a nice dream into the nightmare of reality. It was the same one every time, my mom and dad taking me to the basketball games. Sometimes I wondered if that was why I started playing, hoping somehow that it would bring my parents back together. I know she didn't live anywhere around here, but that didn't seem to matter.

When I got out of bed, I headed toward my closet, looking for something to wear to school. While I was picking through my jeans and tee-shirts it suddenly dawned on me that it didn't matter what I picked out. I wasn't going to be able to wear anything during school anyway. With a sigh, I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, not even bothering to look at them. I mean, why bother, if I wasn't going to have them long, there wasn't any sense in getting too worried about it.

Heading for the shower, I listened for any sounds that would mean my dad was awake. We had been living by ourselves the last five years. We used to spend time together fishing and playing basketball, but since Mom left, he'd started drinking, and when he drank, he could get really mean. It started with just a backhand or something like that, but it kept getting worse. He was still pretty cool if he hadn't been drinking, but the times for that were getting fewer and fewer. Not wanting to run into him before I left, I hurried through my shower and headed downstairs for breakfast. After eating a quick bowl of cereal, I raced to school before my dad woke up.

Kathy

When I reached the school, I saw that Bobby hadn't made it yet. Deciding to wait, I contented myself with daydreaming about the day before. I remembered the sight of Bobby's smooth, hairless chest, the way his hair curled at the nape of his neck, even the way he blushed when he looked at me. I had always had a crush on him, but it was always from afar, now it seemed like he might be interested in me. Deep in thought, I didn't notice anyone approaching, until I heard someone clearing his throat.

"Er... um... hi, I was kind of hoping you would be here. I really didn't want to go in there to take my clothes off all by myself."

"I'm really sorry about doing that to you yesterday. I wasn't thinking about that then. I knew as soon as I left the office that I shouldn't have done that to you. I'm really sorry," I told him.

"I figured you didn't like me, but I didn't know why. I'm glad you don't seem to hate me now," he told me, blushing furiously.

"I don't hate you, I think you're..." I started. I wasn't able to complete what I wanted to say because the first bell rang, calling us into school. Not wanting to be late, we rushed to the doors. When we reached them, Bobby surprised me by opening the door and allowing me to go in first. When we got in, we were both a bit surprised to see a crowd gathered by the doors. Oh, great, we were going to have an audience to our undressing this time. Turning toward Bobby, I began to strip.

Bobby

Damn, I wish she could have finished what she was going to say, but if we were late getting to class, we would have been in trouble. When we got inside the school, there were a lot of kids in the halls waiting for us. Apparently this was part of The Program too. We were expected to undress in front of them before we went to class. I was nervous, but when I looked over at Kathy, she'd turned toward me, as if she was undressing for me alone. When I looked into her eyes, I got lost in them. I forgot about everyone else around us and concentrated on her. I had never realized how pretty her eyes were, the light blue in them accentuated by golden flecks. I think the thing I liked most though, was that she was staring into my eyes as well. As soon as we were both undressed, we headed toward class.

When we got into English class, Mr. Lange asked me if I needed relief. Even though I was fully erect, I couldn't bring myself to request relief, especially in front of Kathy. It was just too embarrassing. Fortunately, after that, the rest of the class was uneventful; I was even becoming a little more relaxed about my nudity. Maybe it wasn't going to be so bad after all.

Kathy

Poor Bobby, I guess he got excited from our mutual undressing, but for some reason he still wouldn't take relief. If he had, I might have even volunteered to help him. I mean, I was his partner. I know that wasn't actually part of The Program's requirements, but, I really hated seeing him hurt.

When the bell rang, Bobby waited for me by the door so we could walk to our classes together. We didn't share the same classes that period, but they were across the hall from each other. Once we reached my classroom, Bobby surprised me by kissing me on the cheek. Now I knew how he felt. When his lips touched me, I got a warm feeling deep in my stomach, causing tendrils of desire to spread throughout my body. I loved it. Unfortunately, so did my pussy. It got really wet. Walking to my seat, I imagined that people could smell my arousal when I walked by them. I was so embarrassed, but at the same time, I was thrilled. He kissed me! I still couldn't believe it. I didn't hear a thing my Spanish teacher said; I kept replaying the kiss over and over in my mind.

Bobby

Oh, boy. Now I'd done it. I had actually kissed her. Sure, it was on the cheek, but I still don't know what made me do it. One minute we were chatting away, and the next I'm kissing her. When the bell rang, I took my time getting out of there. What did she think about the kiss? Would she be mad, happy, worse yet, would she not feel anything. Okay, I admit it; I liked her... a lot! I didn't know when it had begun, but I was starting to develop feelings for her and I wanted to see if she felt the same way. I didn't want to ask her in between classes, but maybe when we ate lunch, I could find out something.

When I got into the halls, I saw Kathy, waiting for me. As soon as I spotted her, I couldn't help myself, I grinned at her. When I did, I heard something I'd never heard from her, a giggle. A girl giggling around me was nothing new, but it was usually reserved for when someone made a joke about me behind my back. I liked Kathy's better. Walking to class, she and I were both stopped a few times to pose or be fondled. Somehow, I didn't seem to mind.

Kathy

He was loosening up, but for some reason, I saw a haunted look in his eyes. It didn't last long, but it was as if he were troubled by some dark secrets. I don't think he had ever confided in anyone, but I was determined to be there for him when he was ready.

As soon as we got to Anatomy class, Bobby and I quickly got to our seats. What neither of us had noticed were a couple of chairs sitting at the front. When Mrs. Wright closed the door, we were ready for another boring lecture about the central nervous system, but we were about to be surprised.

"Okay, class, as I said yesterday, we have two participants of The Program in here. First, I would like to explain what The Program is. The Program is short for The Program for Nudity in Schools. Every week there will be two students chosen from each grade who will be required to be naked for one full week. They will be expected to be nude for school and all school related activities. If the students chosen refuse, they will be suspended from school. They will not be able to graduate until they have done their week."

When Mrs. Wright said this, there was a lot of grumbling from the other students. I even heard a few talking about transferring to another school to get out of it. When I heard that, I wondered why I hadn't thought of that.

"Now, for those of you that think they'll be able to go to a different school, I have some bad news for you. When President Rodham signed the bill, it also included a part that addressed that. If you try to avoid participation in The Program by transferring to another school, you will be required to participate in it at the new school. I waited until today to tell you about this because I felt it would be best to wait until this lesson. Now, would Bobby and Kathy please join me at the front of the room? Since you are both in The Program this week, I will be using you as my demonstration models for the reproductive system."

Oh, great! What did she expect us to do, have sex in front of everyone or something? I was really nervous until Bobby looked over at me and grinned at me. When he did that, I forgot all about the rest of the class, for a moment that is, until I sat down in that chair. I swear, I think she must have been keeping those chairs in a freezer or something. As soon as my bottom touched that chair, I let out a squeal, jumping up even more quickly than I sat down. Mrs. Wright, seeing my problem, brought a towel for me to sit on.

"Here, I have a feeling you'll need this for more reasons than one. Bobby, would you like one too?" When he shook his head no, she turned toward the class.

"Okay, class, we have two of our students up here for this lesson. If there is any teasing or abuse to them, you will not like the consequences. If you tease them too much, you will be required to begin the program immediately, do I make myself clear?" When everyone nodded their assent, she continued. "Now, I'm sure everyone knows what a penis is, am I correct? Natisha?"

"Mrs. Wright, I've noticed that Bobby's thingy is almost always hard, why is that?" Natisha asked, blushing brightly. Since Natisha was a redhead with a redhead's complexion, her blush was very noticeable.

"That's a very good question, Natisha. However, it is called a penis, not a thingy. When a young man becomes sexually excited, he becomes erect. Obviously the fondling from fellow students, as well as the sight of Kathy in the buff, has stimulated him," she said. When I looked at Bobby, he was staring at the ground, blushing profusely.

The girl next to Natisha whispered to her friend, "I always thought it was called a dick, at least, that's what my boyfriend says."

"Yes, Kari, some people do call it a dick or a cock. There are several other words that also refer to it, but, for the sake of this class, let's stick to penis, shall we? Bobby, please stand, so people can see your penis better," when he did, she continued, "Okay, now firstly, you can see that a man's equipment is much easier to see that a woman's." As she continued, she would name different parts of Bobby's penis and then his testicles and then point them out. I know it was very embarrassing for him, but I felt he did pretty well during it all. Then, it was my turn.

Bobby

Oh, my God! That was so embarrassing! When she started touching my dick, I felt like I was going to cum any second as she fondled me. The only thing that stopped me was the clinical way she went about it. I almost felt like I was a mannequin or something. When she finished with me, I was relieved. When she started treating Kathy the same way though, for some reason I started getting upset. I hated seeing Kathy getting so embarrassed. It wasn't like we had volunteered for this. As much as I hated to see Mrs. Wright touching Kathy's most intimate spots, I have to admit it was getting me turned on even more. That was all I needed, to get even harder. When she finished with Kathy, I think we both let out a sigh of relief, until she turned to me again.

"Bobby, I know that had to be rough on you, would you like to request relief now?" So help me, if I had ever been tempted, it was then, but when I looked at Kathy, I saw something in her eyes that stopped me.

"No, I think I'll be okay," I told her. When I looked at Kathy again, I saw a strange look in her eyes. It looked like she was disappointed. I couldn't figure that out. Before, it looked like she didn't want me to request relief, and now she looks like she wanted me to. Girls, I don't think I'll ever understand them.

Kathy

For a moment, I actually thought Bobby was actually going to request relief. I was of two minds about it. In the first place, I didn't want him to because he might choose someone else, but on the other hand, he might pick me. Another thing worrying me was how I wished it had been Bobby touching my pussy instead of Mrs. Wright. I wasn't ready for that, yet, was I? I think that was when it hit me; I was falling for Bobby, and falling hard. Now the next question was, how could I get him to feel the same way for me?

Once class let out, we headed for lunch. I couldn't wait to get away from the gropers. It seemed like after the others got over the shock, they decided it was open season on fingering me. Although it felt really nice, I couldn't help wishing it was Bobby doing it. When I saw a girl reach out to grab Bobby's penis, I felt a little jealous. I was glad it was lunchtime.

When we reached the cafeteria, we were kind of surprised that everybody stopped fondling us. It seemed like everyone knew we wanted a little respite and they gave it to us. After picking up our lunches, we went back to the same table we sat at the day before. As soon as we sat down, Eric and Dawn joined us again.

"So, how are you two doing today?" Eric asked, looking at the both of us. For some reason though, Dawn was looking back and forth from Bobby to me. I think she suspected something, but I didn't have a clue about what, exactly. While we were talking, Jim came over to join us, but this time he had brought the sophomore class couple that was participating in The Program with him. I remembered their names were Aaron and Celia, but I didn't know much more about them.

"Mind if we join you?" he asked.

"Nah, we're just talking a bit," Bobby told them. I was glad to finally get a chance to talk to someone else in The Program. I already knew how Bobby and I were coping, but I was curious about how others were handling it.

"How are you doing, so far?" I asked them.

"So far, it's been pretty embarrassing, but I kind of like it too," Celia answered, " I mean, it's kind of humiliating to have to parade around in front of everyone without any clothes on, but, I like how it feels when a breeze blows across my pussy." When I thought about it, I had to agree with her. I always got that little tingle in my pussy every time I felt a slight breeze hitting me between my legs. As we continued chatting, I found myself liking both of them. It's funny; before, I don't think we would have ever just sat around talking, but, I decided I would like to get to know them better. I think we would have all liked to continue with our conversation, but, it was time for us to go to class.

Bobby

That was a nice surprise. We had gotten so involved in just sitting around talking that I almost forgot I was naked, but as they say, all good things must end or something like that. It was time for class. I knew Kathy had Home-Ec, but I had to go to junior Algebra. I think Mr. Edgar got a little upset with me when I wasn't able to answer any questions during class, but I couldn't keep my mind on it. All I was able to think about was Kathy. I really liked her and I wished things were different so I could spend more time with her, but I was afraid she'd want to meet my dad, and there was no way I wanted that. With a sigh, I figured it would never happen, but hey, a guy could dream, right?