Dakota McKellen was still brooding while in Roger Dundee's Science class. Masking her opened cleavage when he looked her way was easy enough to do, she had managed it most of the day. In her clouded thoughts however she tended to lapse in her judgment and sit back lost to the world. In those lengthy moments boys and girls in her class noticed and thrilled at her brazen act. Some of the boys around her had been in attendance outside to see Dakota's mother in her wet- t-shirt exhibition alongside Piper Cherry. While tempted to discuss the events all of them found it better to keep things quiet and unrelated. None of them wanted to create problems and risk losing out on future such shows. The thing that nagged most of them was Dakota herself. Was she a part of her Mother's new persona? Was this just Dakota's own way of evolving into what she herself wanted? For now they were content to witness the beautiful side glimpses at Dakota's breasts, boners all around her easy enough to see.
While Roger Dundee taught his class the dynamics of Gravity he wandered the room sharing his knowledge. At one point spotting Dakota's opened shirt he paused and acted as if he forgot where he was going with his lesson. Turning away he left her be, he was a man, he wanted to keep that shirt open as long as possible too. Of course, that meant he might need to head back to his desk and sit down just to avoid his own gravitational stimulations. For the time being he continued to prowl. Within his class it seemed more female students than male dominated his curriculum choice. That loosened his libido, being a stud all his life he rather enjoyed being the center of attention himself, so what Dakota was doing was certainly relatable.
One thing he noticed in making his rounds was that the boys were glued to Dakota, the girls glued to Roger himself. With teams divided he seemed to prefer not hiding behind his desk for safety. A huge swell in his slacks having already been bolstered thinking of Piper Cherry, earlier resting in his lap managed to keep him well endowed. One show off to another he thought.
Going so far as to ask questions of his class about gravity he picked and chose all girls to keep their focus primarily on him. Ignoring the young men of his class to give them time to ogle Dakota he played the field. Stepping to certain young ladies he himself found appealing, mainly cheerleaders whom he knew had reputations as it was, he hovered next to each one that was forced to answer a question. Just observing their eyes and expression he knew they were amazed by his erection. Even he could have a bit of fun.
While Roger made his rounds a number of boys just had to seek mischief. Secret notes being passed to Dakota was becoming an unexpected treat for her. Reading one said note it said, "I think I'm in love with you." She grinned and looked to the boy to her right and blushed. Another note from her left side said, "You are so much hotter than your Mom." That made her bulge her eyes. Having stressed over her mother getting so much attention over the years she found that particular note refreshing. It made her sit up straight and toy with her shirt collar. A third note swoops in reading, "Show us your tits." That one made her edgy, still a virgin and rather awkward around boys as it was it took every bit of courage just to keep her shirt unbuttoned. Showing them off in a narrow gap was hardly flashing in her mind. Maybe she was going too far she panicked. Gripping her shirt she closed it tightly and peered around. There were so many boys looking disappointed it made her uneasy. Did they really want to see her that badly?
"Dakota?" Mister Dundee called out, "Can you define gravity?" He kept it simple.
"Ummm? Things go up they must come...down?"
"Isaac Newton. Good. Go on..."
"Gravity is the force that attracts a body toward the center of the earth, or toward any other physical body having mass."
"I got mass." A boy chuckled tugging at his jeans waist, and patting his oversized belly, "Thanks Dakota." It was a huge African American jock named Calvin that found it funny.
"Don't you mean mess not mass?" Another jested.
"I'm attracted to..."
"That's enough." Roger saved her from verbal abuse. She sank in her chair releasing her shirt to fan open a bit again. Roger looking directly at her merely smiled, "Well done! Don't let your critics weigh you down."
"Okay!" She mumbled. "Was that another gravity joke?"
"How is that fair? She's increasing the gravity field around her." A boy challenged.
"How is that Jerome?"
"Everyone in this room is rising like the sun."
"Revolving around her." Calvin chuckled, "All good Dakota."
"Calm down people. Let's change the topic and discuss Einstein's theory of relativity as it applies to gravity. Care to try that one Miss McKellen?"
" Sure! Einstein's general theory of relativity was the first to treat gravity as a distortion of space-time, the "fabric" that physically embodies the universe."
"That fabric you're wearing sure physically embodies my universe." Jerry Newell chuckles behind her.
"Punyverse." Linda Gaines uses her fingers to share his penis size as an inch tops. Laughter rang through the class making Dakota giggle extra hard, her titties dancing uncontrollable as she sits back. Silence stared straight at her. In her slouch her shirt fanned far wider than she predicted offering a much more thrilling visual. Noticing their eyes she lowers her chin to see her 34B's like tiny mountains.
"Oops!" She sits up straight beet red and hides her laughter.
"Alright you goofballs, zip it." Roger chuckled.
"Just don't button it." Calvin had to blurt out.
Roger rolled his eyes and patted Dakota on the shoulder to let her know it was time to close up shop. She buttoned three buttons but left the rest open. As soon as the bell rang she unbuttoned them again and followed the class out of the room. She did keep the notes, not about science though.
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Piper Cherry wandered the school still avoiding Carl Manley's office. Heading to the gym she watched Roman Crandell monitoring a series of laps with whistle to his lips. Seeing him share half court with Ruth Dunbar the girls athletic coach Piper made the journey to her side. Waving at Sable McKellen playing volleyball on her half of the court with other girls, the girl brightened up to her demise. The volleyball hit her right in the back making other girls bust up laughing. Luckily Sable was in a good mood and overlooked her dilemma.
"That's enough Vixen's." Ruth's pet name for her girls throughout the years. "Keep your eyes on the ball McKellen."
"NOT ME!" Piper yelled back, "That's their job." A point toward the boys side of the court made a few of the circling rodents trip over their feet to gander at sexy Piper Cherry. Even Coach Crandell had to laugh.
"Are you sure you're a Counsellor?" Ruth shook her head.
"First time for everything Ruth. I would have brought my whistle that you gave me but Carl locked me out of my office and made me mingle. No shoes even, the slave driver."
"Sounds about right. What can I do for you Miss Cherry?"
"Robin mentioned earlier that there was a scheduled cheerleading practice. I was unaware it was starting on my first day."
"I heard. Robin gave me the head's up. My fault I suppose. I guess I wanted to wait and see if you actually showed up your first day."
"You doubted my sincerity?"
"Not your sincerity, your approach. Look at yourself woman, you dress like a street walker."
"Well, I do cross a street when I come to it. Bridges too. What I wear doesn't have any bearing on my abilities to teach or counsel. Carl doesn't seem to object so far."
"Of course he doesn't. You ever think he's testing you?"
"Flying colors I say. He used to be a drill instructor right? Red, white, and blue that's me. I love when men salute me."
"Uh huh! I saw how you did somersaults last Friday. You're pretty limber."
"Very! I won't go into detail."
"Good I don't wanna know. This year is my last tour of duty, whoever Carl and the board appoint as gym teacher after I'm gone is on them. I figure after seeing you cartwheeling like a pro you might as well take on the responsibility. Word of advice?"
"Absolutely I'm all ears."
"Don't wear dresses like that when you're working with the girls. You lost your shit if my eyes were working properly. Underwear or not it's a bad influence. Looking at you right now?"
"Advice taken. No offense Ruth but I'll instruct how I want. The Swallow Girls are in good hands."
"Yeah I know." She growls, "I get embarrassed every time I hear the team name too."
"Not very threatening to the opposing team for sure. By the way what is Horton-Dexter's record?"
"1 in 4 this year. Angus Furlong saved the day against Marietta Deville."
"Marietta Deville? It sounds like Horton-Dexter played against a New Orleans brothel."
"Close enough. Marietta has one hell of a rep."
"Anyone say Ref?" Roman stepped up.
"Clean your ears out Crandell." Ruth grimaced, "This is lady talk, you just go push your cock flock and leave us to it."
"Yeah Roman, get the flock out of here. Bitches talkin'."
"Excuse me?" Ruth poised a brow as Roman rolled his eyes and turned tail. Ruth chuckled, "Got that right. I'm old but I know I'm a bitch."
"Glad you and I have something in common, besides cheerleading."
"Moves like yours you must have background."
"I do. Professional even. Can you keep a secret?"
"This close to my grave? Why not."
"Atlanta Falcon's three full seasons."
"No wonder you dress like a floosy."
"Awww! That's so sweet of you. Okay, what do I need to know about the girls?"
"None of them are virgins." Ruth chuckles, "Blame the jock straps."
"Well, sad to say we both know how young students in High School start. No amount of upbringing prevents curiosity. Trust me you may not see it in me now but I was raised in a very tight grip. My parents are very wealthy, influential people, with that comes expectations. I did my best but even I slipped at a young age."
"What do your parents do?"
"Still keep a secret?"
"Better than these kids do."
"Oh?" Piper instantly worried that what she instigated out by the fountain earlier had already spread to the faculty.
"Just saying. Haven't heard anything, not even a peep about you losing your dress Friday after somersaulting. I saw it like a couple dozen students, yet not a peep. In your favor I guess."
"You didn't report it to Carl or the board?"
"Naaaa! While I strongly advise against being too open it's your life Counsellor. Just...be careful."
