Gets distracted.

Alex walked inside the school, and took a look around. Just about the first thing her eyes landed on was a trophy display case. She wasn't a huge sports fan, but she enjoyed fucking jocks, so she'd learned to take an interest. She hadn't meant to give the trophies more than a passing glance, until she realized that the stylized human figure at the top of a basketball trophy was A: nude, and B: sporting an erection.

Her curiosity aroused, she began giving the case a more thorough look. She soon discovered that the basketball trophy was not unique; on every trophy topped by a human figure, that figure was nude, asides from paraphernalia iconic to that particular sport. Many of these figures also sported erections; the only ones that didn't were of females, of which there were more than she'd expected. She also saw that their were trophies for competitions of a sexual nature; synchronized sucking, gangbang, and the like. Now that was interesting; Alex made a mental note to look into this in the future. Having examined the various trophies and plaques, Alex also noted two framed photographs of the school's most recent championship victories; one for the swim team and one for the football team.

The photo of the swim team showed three girls and a boy wearing nothing but swim caps and pulled-up goggles, and a woman in a teeny-tiny bikini, presumably their coach. All of them had the sleek, hairless physique of swimmers. At the bottom of the photo, two of the girls lay on the ground scissoring, their head's turned so they could smile at the camera. Standing above them was the third girl, whom Alex presumed was the team captain, given that she was the one holding the trophy. The sole boy stood at her side, one hand very obviously squeezing the girl's behind, the other jacking himself off. The coach stood behind them, arms around their shoulders, fondling their chests.

The photo of the football team showed a larger group, with a more diverse set of body-shapes, and a more even boy-girl mix, being split about 50/50. Recalling that women vastly outnumbered men in this world, Alex supposed it wasn't practical to segregate the sexes in sport. The football players wore more than the swimmers; helmets, pads, cleats, and either jock-straps or sports bras in the team colors, with each player's number and name painted on their bellies. As with the swimmers, the players were clearly either on the verge of or in the midst of a celebratory orgy when the picture was taken. However, before Alex could give the photo a more thorough examination, someone tapped her on the shoulder.

It was a man, older than her father, sporting a bushy grey mustache with more salt than pepper in it, which coupled with a nearly bald head should've made him look unattractively old, but instead made him seem extremely masculine. His strong facial features, while not conventionally handsome, likewise were enticingly manly and virile. He was only a bit taller than her, and had a stocky build. Alex suspected he was a janitor, due to the mop he was leaning on and the grey coveralls he was wearing...coveralls that were open at the crotch, revealing a truly enormous erection.

As Alex stared at his monumental cock, wondering what tt would feel like inside her, the janitor spoke to her, his English heavily accented, though she couldn't quite place it.

"Bell rang five minutes ago. Why is new girl not in class? Is lost?"