Samantha walked into class

When Samantha walked into school, she once again felt the eyes of the senior boys around her. Though this time, they seemed more numerous and most definitely not as subtle. Or maybe that was just Samantha paying more attention. She was almost breaking necks as eyes were glued to her perfect round ass in her skirt.

"Surely the skirt isn't that short is it?" Samantha thought to herself. Though not so much out of worry than out of curiosity. She didn't mind the eyes and if anything, might've even liked it a little. Though she told herself otherwise.

As she walked into class, she could feel everyone immediately more quiet, and to an extent, more compliant too. Everyone answered promptly when marking the roll. And the trend continued well into the class. Even Nate was participating and even working with other boys. And yes, every so often she caught someone glancing at her cleavage or at her ass, but of course she would, they're still boys after all.

After the lesson was up, the bell rang and to Samantha's surprise, everyone got up rather leisurely and filed out the door. Everyone except Nate who moved once again to a desk in the front.

"Hey Samantha, is it okay if I can talk with you for a bit?" Nate said with a seemingly genuine smile.