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Chapter 9
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wicker
How does the class go?
Very slowly
All the way back to the university, Margaret cursed her sister as she kept thinking about sex. She could not get her mind off of it. She also kept wondering why her pussy and nipples itched so much earlier. She ran through possibilities: allergic reaction to laundry detergent, stress, something Natalie threw into the laundry that transferred to Margaret's underwear that irritated her. She pulled up to campus, finished the drink her sister had made her, and went to her office. She gathered her notebooks and headed to class.
It was a small class, designed to teach college freshman males how to interact with women in a non-threatening, non-hostile environment and to teach the history of women's rights and oppression. There were twenty four freshmen boys in class.
She walked in and saw the boys looking at their phones, doodling in their notebooks, or talking to classmates.
She stopped and looked at a muscular young man in the front row. She wondered what his cock looked like. His legs were spread. She swallowed and looked up, and noticed he was looking at her with a cocky grin. She blushed then grimaced.
"Man spreading?" she asked. "We need to talk about that."
Margaret turned away and took a deep breath. She put her notebooks down and looked up at the class. For a split second, she saw the class naked with every boy sporting an erection. She shook her head again before rushing towards the door. "Be right back."
She rushed to the faculty lounge and bought a bottle of flavored water from the vending machine. She took a long swig then composed herself and went back to class.
Margaret started in on early twentieth century colleges and the struggles of women to get admitted to universities where they could learn things besides teacher training, nursing, and office jobs. She did her best to look over the top of class, so she would not make eye contact or look at any of the boy's body.
Every once in a while, a boy would ask a question, and Margaret would look at him, and automatically wonder how big a cock he had. She kept sipping her drink and finished it within the first fifteen minutes of the sixty minute class. She sighed and kept trying to focus on the lesson, but she found herself growing horny.
How does the rest of class go?
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