She tells the truth: "None."

"I, uh..." Natalie clears her throat, aware that she's blushing slightly, and then says softly, "None."

"I...beg your pardon?" Ms. Poundwell blinks, looking genuinely surprised.

"None," Nat says, a little more loudly. There are murmurs of surprise from the other students, and more than a few snickers as well. Nat can feel her cheeks heating up. Oh no...this was a weird thing to say, wasn't it? The murmurs are starting to get louder when Ms. Poundwell holds up a hand, shushing them.

"Be quiet, please. Let's be respectful and not judge our peers. Everyone takes this journey at different speeds. Now, just to be clear...Natalie, isn't it?" Nat nods. "Natalie, are you saying you've never had sexual contact with anyone?"

"W-Well," Nat stammers. "I g-guess it depends on w-what you mean?"

"Oh, of course," Ms. Poundwell says. "You might be thinking in strictly vaginal terms. You say you've never had sex - you mean nobody's ever held that tight little body of yours down and had his way with it, right? You've never spread your legs to welcome a cock into you and felt, on some level, that this was your purpose?"

"No," Nat whispers.

"Dang, girl, we could fix that right now. C'mere and bend over the desk!" one of the boys calls. Nat blushes deeper as several people laugh again, but Ms. Poundwell clears her throat.

"Thank you, Trevor, but that's not necessary. It's sweet of you to offer, though."

"Yeah, thanks, Trevor," Nat mutters{if Sluttery > 20}, feeling a little flutter in her loins at the thought{else}, not wanting to be rude{endif}. "That is sweet."

"Natalie, like I said, this does happen at different paces for everybody," Ms. Poundwell says generously. "Since we've started down this - slightly unexpected - road, I'm just going to continue and ask: are you interested in having more sexual experiences?{if Slut_Clothes=True} Of course, given your outfit, I have a feeling I know the answer." She winks.{else}"{endif}

Nat hesitates again.