Picnic

On my way to art class I catch 3 more boy students trying to take a picture up my skirt. Which all three ran when I caught them doing it. This is a strange day.

Getting to art class I noticed that the stage looks like a park scene. The backdrop is a park and a towel is on the stage ground with a picnic basket on it. “Ah Cindy your here”ms black says. “Hope your ready for another session “ she says. “Glad to help ms black” I say. “Glad to hear” she says “now just head behind the curtain and take everything off again “ ms black continues saying. “Ok” I say as I get behind the curtain putting my backpack down and taking all my clothes off and placing them on my backpack. Heading out and getting on the stage. She has me get on my knees facing the students with legs spread a bit and left hand on the picnic basket handle.

Once class officially starts. The students get their supplies out and start painting. Around halfway through class I get up so I can stretch and look at their pictures. Some are improving quite a bit. Talk to a few students about their techniques and how they can improve. Like showing how on the picture shows one thing on me and then I show them on my body how it looks in comparison. A couple students actually asked if they could take my picture so they can practice more at home. Which I asked ms black first if it was ok and she said it was since it’s for art class. So the students got their phones out and started taking pictures of my body and in different angles. A couple pictures were even selfies of us next to each other.

As the students started cleaning up I go behind the curtain and put all my clothes back on. Grabbing my backpack I head back out and get ready for the bell to ring. Once it rings I head out of class and head towards math class