The lecturer quietens them down

Before the laughing and snickering could take hold, the lecturer banged his ruler on the edge of his desk.

"Settle down class." he commanded. "Alice here has kindly agreed to complete her presentation 'My Personal History of Sexual Awakening' nude so as to provide us with visual representation, and I will not have you disrupting or disrespecting her with laughter."

If it were possible, Alice suddenly felt even more shocked. Her presentation was about what? The class settled down, and Alice felt dozens of pairs of eyes watching her expectantly. Beneath their stares she found herself suddenly frozen, unable to cover her nude form.

In a stage whisper, the lecturer said "Tell us about the first time you masturbated."

The memory suddenly appeared in Alice's head, and without even thinking about it she said "My first time would have been when I was sixteen-"

"Why so late?" the lecturer asked suddenly. "Most people first experiment with masturbation when they're younger."

"I guess I was just a good girl." Alice replied, painfully aware of the irony that she was naked in front of everyone. Not exactly something that a good girl does. "Anyway, my parents had finally let me watch Pulp Fiction, and I caught a glimpse of Bruce Willis naked in one of the scenes. I decided to go online to try and find some still frames of it."

"So you were sitting during your first time?"

"Yes."

The teacher moved a seat forward, and indicated Alice should sit. As she did so - her bare, smooth buttocks squirming against the cold, hard wood - the lecturer said "Perhaps you could provide us with a demonstration. Show the class what your technique is, and discuss what is going through your mind and body while you do so."

Alice froze, mouth half-open. She couldn't really do that, could she?