Gym class

"Gym class!" Katie says with a grin. "Come on! We're in the same class!"

"We're in the same gym class?" you ask.

"Yeah, they thought it was better to have coed gym class," Katie says. "I'm just not looking forward to the wrestling unit though." She winks at you. "Hey, you play any sports?"

"Uh, I play basketball," you reply.

"Hey, you should try out for the team!" she says. "Maybe tomorrow you can come in with me early... if you can get out of bed."

Katie leads you through the crowds in the hallway. As you and Katie make your way through, you notice that kid that you sold the photos to flipping through them with a couple of friends. They give you a thumbs up as you pass. Katie shoots you a quizzical look, but you don't say anything.

You come across a sexy teacher in her late 20s with long golden-brown hair and dark eyes. She has a dazzling smile. She wears a cotton blouse and a miniskirt, showing off long shapely legs.

"Hi, John, you must be the new student," the teacher says. "I'm Stacey Keebler, your gym teacher." You smile and shake her hand.

"Stacey is my cheerleading coach, too," Katie says. "Oh, sorry, I mean Miss Keebler."

"I try to keep things casual," Stacey says. "John, would you excuse us for a moment? I have to talk to Katie about the cheerleader's bikini car wash this weekend."

"Bikini carwash?" you ask.

"It's our most popular fundraiser. We get out of uniform to pay for new uniforms for next year," Stacey says with a smile. "One day of soapy fun usually brings in enough to cover all of our travel and other expenses for the season!"

Katie and Stacey begin to discuss the event just as that kid you sold the photos to walks up to you.

"Hey, dude, was that you in those photos?" he asks. When you don't answer right away, he says, "It was, wasn't it? Aw, dude! Hey, do you have anything with Miss Keebler? You fucked her mouth yet? Or what about Katie... anything with the two sisters together?"

Stacey and Katie look over when they hear their names. "Excuse me?" Stacey asks the two of you in a clipped tone.