But of course.

The sun felt extra hot today for some reason. Maybe it was because my face was still heating up from the dozens of girls surrounding me just so they could immortalize my nudity within their memories and on their sketch pads forever. I was sweating bullets as I still posed, my arms and leg were getting really tired. Bridget seemed to sense my **** discomfort so she requested a short break. Thankfully, she had enough pull in the class to get Professor Sands to agree.

I let my arms drop with a sigh of relief. Sympathetically, Bridget scurried up to me and rubbed my shoulders. It felt a little too good. Her wonderful touch kept my erection to the max; much to my viewers' delight. My hands gravitated towards my genitals, "Hands to your sides!" obviously Sands was not going to let me cover up so I whined as I let my penis sway in the sunlight.

Bridget began kneading the muscles of my back and I quivered in satisfaction. There where a few giggles coming from the girls who were watching us and I blushed in response. I certainly hoped that the intimacies that Bridget shared with me in public wouldn't give away our relationship. In a few moments, Professor Suther reminded me that I had more pressing concerns as she strode up to me carrying something.