Chapter 96

The class was silent when Frederik and Sandra walked into the room. Sandra noticed that Edmund looked a bit weird at her. It almost looked like he was feeling guilty about something.

"Feeling better?" he asked while looking down at Sandra's feet.

"Yes, thank you," Sandra answered. "And I'm sorry for what happened before."

"It's okay," Edmund responded. "In fact. I think I need to apologize to you. I took it..."

"You don't have to ... Sir! It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong," Sandra responded. "I was just ... overwhelmed by my emotions. That's all."

"So, you're not feeling bad about what we did?"

"Of course not, Sir! I'm fine ... really," Sandra responded with a smile.

"Okay then," Edmund looked relieved. "Then let's go on with the class ... um ... with the normal class, I mean."

Sandra smiled at him and then looked at her classmates. She was surprised to notice that most of them also gave her a look of relief. And ... Sandra in addition noticed that Sonja, Dina and Freya were still sitting there in their underwear. And Martha had a big smile on her face, showing off her lovely breasts. Although, Martha did look a little flustered, or better said, she looked like a girl who was very aroused.

'Well, at least, I'm not the only horny one in the room," Sandra thought.

Although, if Sandra had looked a little better at Martha, she would have noticed something else as well. One of Martha's hands was underneath her desk, and was slowly rubbing her pussy. Taking just enough time with her clit, to keep her very aroused without coming.

With all the commotion behind them, Frederik and Sandra went to sit at their own desks. Sandra was glad that the towel was still lying on her chair, because she needed something to absorb the fluids that were leaking out of her. And again, she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to be fucked right now ... by Frederik.

It took some time, but eventually, Sandra managed to cool down enough so she could follow the lesson. Although, every time Edmund looked at her, she felt little butterflies fluttering around in her tummy.

At almost noon, someone knocked on the classroom's door.

"Yes?" Edmund called out to whoever was behind it.

The door opened, and Sandra noticed that it was the woman from the secretariat. She walked up to Edmund and said, "Sorry for the disturbance, but I need Sandra Le-Croix to come with me."

'Oh my God!' Sandra thought. She had completely forgotten about it, but now she remembered what Veronique had said to her yesterday. 'Those cops had to be here for her!'

"Sandra," Edmund looked at her. "It seems the principal needs you."

Sandra stood up, and everyone noticed that she suddenly looked a little worried about something. Sandra looked at the woman and asked, "Do I need to take my things with me?"

"Um ... Maybe some of your classmates could take care of them?" the woman asked suggestively.

Sandra turned around and before she could ask Frederik about it, he already answered, "Don't worry. I'll take care of your things."

"Yeah, me too," Charles added.

"Thanks," Sandra sighed. She could see how Frederik looked at her with an obvious question on his mind.

"Okay then," the woman said, "let's take you to the principal."

Sandra nodded at the woman and walked up to her. She followed her out of the classroom.

"What is this all about?" Martha asked Frederik.

"I don't know, but Sandra looked worried about something," Frederik whispered back.

"Yeah, I noticed," Martha responded.

Sandra could feel how she was getting more nervous the closer they came to the secretariat and the principal's office. While she knew that she had nothing to do with those posters, she still wondered if the cops would believe her. If not ... Would they punish her even more? 'No, they can't! They won't!' Sandra thought.

It wasn't because she was afraid of being naked anymore, but it was because she was afraid that she would lose all control over herself if she had to stay naked for much longer. After what had happened today, she really wanted to get her clothes back, so she could find out if Frederik was right about her. It sure couldn't be healthy to feel this horny, all the time.

When they finally reached the secretariat, the woman said, "The Principal is waiting for you, you can go inside."

Sandra was very happy about this, because she wanted this to be over as quickly as possible. And also, it seemed that her Principal would be with her when she needed to talk to the cops.

Sandra knocked on the door and almost immediately heard her Principal say, "Enter," from the other side of the door.

When Sandra walked inside, she was surprised that there weren't any cops inside of the room. In fact, she noticed that there was a girl sitting on the chair at the Principal's desk.

"Is this the girl you meant?" Brenda asked the girl sitting on the chair.

The girl turned around and looked at Sandra. Sandra immediately recognized her; it was the girl from that all-girls' school with whom she had played basket last week.

"Yep, that's the one!" the girl said while she smiled at Sandra.

"Sandra, come join us," Brenda said and motioned her to come closer.

Sandra, puzzled about all of this, walked towards Brenda's desk, but was too stunned to even consider sitting down on the other chair. And well, she also didn't want to mess the chair with all the sticky stuff that was covering a lot of her nether regions.

"You're probably wondering why we called you in here," Brenda said to Sandra.

"Um ... yes."

"I believe you know Heather?"

"Yes, we ... um ... I played some basketball with her and her classmates, last week."

"Yes, she told me all about it," Brenda said with some fun. "She said you played very well ... for a naked girl."

"She sure did," Heather added and winked at Sandra.

"Heather has something to ask you," Brenda said and motioned Sandra to look at the girl.

Heather looked Sandra up and down, and then said, "I have asked your principal for your help, but ... um..." Heather looked at the Principal and then went on with, "Brenda thought I should ask you first, before she would agree to it."

"Okay?!?" Sandra responded not getting anything of this.

"You see; we have art class this afternoon, and we were going to paint a life model today. However, this woman canceled her appointment this morning, so we are without a model ... and our teacher couldn't find another one in such a short notice. So, she was going to cancel it all, until I thought about you!"

"Me?!"

"Well, we weren't going to do a nude portraiture, but when I told my teacher about you, she thought it could be even better."

"She does?" Sandra said and thought, 'Sure she did!'

"So, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to be our model this afternoon?"

Sandra sighed while she thought about it.

"Pleassse," Heather begged.

Sandra looked at Brenda.

"I told Heather that I would allow it, but only if you agreed to it. I know that according to the rules, you wouldn't be allowed to say 'no' to a request like this, but for this once, I thought I would give you a choice. However, keep in mind, if you say 'no', they won't have anyone else available for it."

Sandra looked at Heather again, who was pleading to say 'Yes.'

Just looking at Heather, Sandra couldn't help but answer, "Sure. I would like to be your model."

"Really?" Heather asked all giddily.

"Of course! I would love to help you!"

Heather surprised Sandra by jumping up from the chair and hug her while saying, "Oh, thank you! So much!"

Sandra just let the girl hug her. She was a little surprised by how enthusiastic Heather was, but at the same time, she also considered this girl to be one of her friends already. Even when they only met last week, for a short period of time.

Brenda cleared her throat, to get the attention of the two young girls in front of her.

"Oh! Sorry," Heather said while she let go of Sandra's naked body.

"Sandra, you can go with Heather then; I'll inform your classmates, and your teachers, about this," Brenda said. "You don't have to take anything with you, they already have made arrangements for dinner at their school, for you."

Sandra looked at Heather, and she said, "I just knew you would do it."

"Oh, you did! Did you?" Sandra acted annoyed about assuming this, but she also couldn't help but smile at Heather. But then Sandra thought about something and said, "Oh! But I do need to get my ID-card and my bank card first. I need to go to the city after school, and I probably need them."