I guess so...

Being very conscious of the fact that I was being watched right now by everyone in the room, but not wanting to seem uncooperative, I glanced away and quietly replied with a blush on my face, “I guess so…”

Switching to a firmer grasp with a smile, she began ogling my errection unabashedly as she worked her hand up and down. She was very casual about it for the most part, maintaining the demeanor of someone doing nothing less innocent than shaking my hand.

“It’s very nice,” Mrs. Kunt offered her opinion of my penis cheerfully. “…Lovely,” she added, brushing a loose strand of her blonde hair aside and looking at me in the eyes.

“I’ll do this for you for a little while,” she said to me softly after a moment or two, “but I want to remind you to continue… um…” She looked over to a girl sitting two seats to my right. “What are the kids calling it these days?” she asked.

“Jerking off?” offered the girl.

Mrs. Kunt rolled her eyes at this comment. “That’s a little… crude, Ashley. Don’t you think?” The girl simply shrugged and went back to working on some assignment she had on her desk.

“Let’s just say… masturbating,” my homeroom teacher said, with a slight roll of her eyes. “I want you to keep masturbating, all day, John, okay?” I nodded in agreement as best as I could, considering the circumstances.