Reminisce about past Friday classes

You don't know any of the girls in the class very well, but Mara is one of the few that you feel like you have a bit of a friendship with. She's a cute brunette with chin level hair and seems a bit of a tomboy... which is perhaps why she tends to feel like a bit more of a sister than a crush. Someone you've certainly dreamt about, but who you feel natural instead of nervous around. She got on overall shorts, and a pair of Birkenstocks that she kicks off into the corner as she enters the room.

Mara walks barefoot to some drawers and is rummaging around looking for charcoal sticks and other drawing supplies. "Fridays are my fav fav FAV-O-RITE day!"... She chimes while never looking away from the drawers she is intently rummaging through... "Do you feel the same way John?" as she gives you an eyebrow waggle.

"Sure, I like them OK..." you mumble.

"You're kidding right? You've got a class full of beautiful girls posing in their underwear for you!... I'm sure all the guys in school would be jealous of you!"

Mara sits down next to you at the front of the room. The tables are arranged in a square ring loosely fitting the dimensions of the room, with you two sitting in chairs near the entrance. Your backs are to the tables, as you instead are facing the wall where you normally gather and display images for review.

Mara points at a drawing you did of her in her underwear, hanging on the wall... as she mimics the pose she was in. "You enjoyed drawing me in my undies, didn't you?"

You can't help but laugh. "Yeah I liked that." and see Mara bubbly and blushing as a result of your response.

She points to another image of your classmate Deisy, a beautiful Latina with tanned skin and the body of a model. "And what about that tiny thong Deisy wore? Nobody saw that coming. Do you think she wore it all day just to show off here?"

Deisy walks in wearing headphones, looking at the image where you both are pointing, then giving you an eyebrow waggle and smirk.

"And have you forgotten about the time you talked Emmy into stripping down to just panties. How could you not love that too?"

It was true, and it was a fond memory, but you didn't have to work hard to talk Emmy out of her clothes. The teacher had created a strong sense of female empowerment and had not shied away from mature subject matter such as ideas about female sensuality and sexual identity. Emmy was likely her favorite student with her eclectic taste, high artistic passion, and bright pink hair. On most days, Emmy would unashamedly paint without pants on, to no complaints by the teacher (Something you were still getting used to).

"Sure, but Emmy's never wearing much more than just panties anyway... and besides, she covered her chest."

"I wont cover anything next time..." Emmy says flatly as she waddles in, dragging a backpack on the floor behind her and then climbing up on the table. You could tell she was serious, though she rarely showed much emotion in what she said.

"So what gives, then?" Says Mara. "You aren't going to bring all this negative energy when you pose Today are you? I've been excited about it all week! Even shy Kenita was smiling ear to ear by the end of her turn. She said she wanted to pose again, probably for your eyes in particular".

You feel a jolt of adrenaline kick through you momentarily, and your face goes pale. Obviously it wasn't going to go unnoticed that you hadn't posed yet. You feel a bit queasy as you search for an escape.

"I was hoping someone else would volunteer... You don't think Ms Orwin will make me do it do you?"

Mara grabs your leg with both hands and makes an exaggerated sad face and yelling "Nooooooo" as she shakes you back and forth before bursting into laughter. "I want you up there!" as she gestures behind you to a cloth draped set of crates in the middle of the room, making the fake crying face again. But you have trouble focusing on what she was saying, because she had never touched your leg before, especially your inner leg, and it made you feel some confusing emotions.

Emmy had scooted across the table to be sitting directly against your back. She had nearly finished stripping down to her purple lace panties and white tank-top, but froze while taking off her last sock. "Are you saying you want me to strut around tits-out, before you'll even pose at all?", slapping you across the back of the head with her sock as she finishes.

"He's the only guy in the class and is feeling shy." Mara says, trying to show some sympathy in hopes of making you less nervous. You hang your head too embarrassed to add anything.

"All right shy-guy..." Emmy sighs at you, rubbing your shoulders with her hands and feet from behind you. You weren't used to getting so mich physical touching from these girls, and it was really confusing your emotions.

"I'll take your spot since I wanted to pose again anyway... But you've got to promise to grow some balls and get up there eventuslly, especially if teach lets me pose topless." She rolls sideways on the table to place her shoes, shorts, and socks in a further away pile. "...And you've also got to draw me with the breasts of a goddess."

Mara chortles "ARE those goddess breasts???" as she jokingly reaches over behind you. But surprising you and Mara both, Emmy leans forward quickly pressing her small breasts against the side of your head and into Mara's hand.

"They are! Definitely!" she playfully exclaims as she softly leans her chest left and right. You feel her warm breasts and in particular her nipples press into your neck, as its quite clear she isn't wearing a bra... your heart starts racing from this incredible sensation, and you shut up, hoping it will last longer if you don't say something stupid to mess it up. You had seen that she had a petite body, but you didn't realize how firm and athletic she felt.

"You know these do feel much nicer than I thought. Firm and perky... I can't wait to see them!" Mara replies, reaching up both hands to squeeze Emmy's breast while giggling at you. You have trouble holding back a smile while you do your best to hide the tent being pitched in your pants at the same time. You are momentarily thrilled at this new familiarity the girls were showing you.

Emmy winks back at Mara, "They're all yours... whenever you want, love." teasing in her fake British accent, as she leans back to a cross-legged position behind you just as sporty Korean classmate Laura walks in.

"What did I just witness? Is it Boob sharing time?" asks Laura, laughing as she climbs up next to Emmy and kicks her shoes onto the ground behind her.

"Might be" shrugs Emmy, before looking up to see Ms Orwin rush in with her arms full, and shy studious dark-skinned Kenita right behind her.