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Chapter 8
by Sage of Ice
What does Remy do next?
Review her day
Remy couldn't help but consider what had happened in her classroom today. On one hand, she had finally made progress with her class and gotten them to follow her lesson plan. On the other hand, however, it had required her to take off all of her clothing, and every time she remembered this she felt her face go red. This was not exactly what Remy would count as a win, but she felt it was a step in the right direction. As she stood in her shower, she couldn't help but think about how it had felt. She had certainly been embarrassed, at least she knew she had been at first. Somewhere during the day, the embarrassment had faded and she had nearly forgotten she was naked, at least until she turned and saw her students and was rather forcefully reminded of it all.
The cold water pounded against her skin as she replayed the day in her head. "I need to make sure that kind of thing never happens again!" she said shaking her head and trying to get the memory to go away. Remy turned the water off sometime later as she stepped out into her bathroom and began to dry off. Once dry, she wrapped a towel around her hair, put on her robe, and returned to her living room. Her clothes from earlier were still in a loose pile by her couch. She blushed again as she sat down and resumed her book, putting the day's events in the past where she decided they belonged.
As the sun went down, Remy got up and started herself a quick meal before remembering she was still in her bathrobe. She collected her clothes from near the couch and made her way back into her bedroom where she dumped them in her hamper. Hanging up her robe and towel from her hair, Remy put on her comfy sleepwear and returned to the kitchen. She ate her meal and made sure to put everything she needed for the next two weeks worth of her lesson plan into her bag for class tomorrow. She spent a little more time reading her book before heading into her bedroom to go to sleep.
The next morning she found herself covered in a light coat of sweat and she had half-removed her top in her sleep. She blushed as she straightened up her clothes and climbed out of bed. Feeling gross from the sweat, she took a quick shower. This morning she used her hair dryer as she had no desire to get to school, or step outside for that matter, with wet hair. She got dressed and ate a quick breakfast before running out her front door and heading to her classroom to prepare for her day. She was running a little late because of the morning shower, but she still had plenty of time to prepare for her students. As she stepped into her classroom, she scanned the room, remembering far more vividly than she wanted to, yesterday's events. Aiding in recalling those events was a large light tan bra. The cup size suggested it belonged to Eva.
Putting it on Eva's chair, she then moved to the chalkboard and began writing up the first pieces of information she would be covering. About 5 minutes after she sat down in her chair ready to begin her day, the first bell rang informing students and teachers that classes would begin in 5 minutes. Not long after, her class filed into her classroom and took their seats. Eva looked down quizzically at the bra on her seat, smiled and giggled softly to herself as she remembered forgetting it the day before, and put it into her bag. Adam and Matt were the last two into the class, and Remy shut the door after they were inside. Remy then walked over to her desk, pulled out the first handout, and looked up to her class, ready to begin class as the start of class bell rang. Once again, Remy had to fight the urge to scream...
What does Remy see this time?
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Exhibitionist Life
From the first taste to finally embracing it
Sometimes it starts as an accident and other times its a deliberate action to satisfy a curiosity, but all exhibitionists have to start somewhere.
Updated on Nov 4, 2024
by Sage of Ice
Created on May 25, 2019
by Sage of Ice
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