Joining Girls' Class

Surprisingly, Glenn found the girls' class to be much more enjoyable than the boys'. The girls were not as rough, and he was spared the accidental punches and kicks that were a regular occurrence in the boys' class. Miss Julia was kind and patient, which was a stark contrast to Mr. Jacob's harsh demeanour.

For the first time, Glenn was able to focus on swimming without the constant fear of being hurt. He felt a strange sense of calm as he swam alongside the girls, their presence oddly reassuring. They moved gracefully through the water, and Glenn found himself mimicking their strokes, improving his technique.

Despite the initial laughter, some of the girls began to show him kindness. They encouraged him and cheered him on, making him feel like part of the group. "Good job, Glenn!" one girl called out as he completed a lap. "You're doing great!" another added, her smile genuine and warm. Their positive reinforcement starkly contrasted the usual jeers he received from the boys. For the first time, Glenn felt a sense of belonging in a place where he had always been an outsider.

However, some still ridiculed him, making snide comments and giggling behind his back. One girl, with a mischievous glint in her eye, swam up to him and asked, “Did you lose your dick? Is that why you’re in our class?”

Glenn blushed furiously, the humiliation stinging more than the chlorine in his eyes. He tried to brush it off, focusing on the positive aspects of the class, but the question lingered in his mind, a cruel reminder of his vulnerability and the attenuation of his penis under the lycra.