Karen Naked in School (Part 2) - Sexgeschichten

Karen Naked in School (Part 2)

... class in the nude."

I blushed a little. "No one prepared me for it, either," I told him, then gulped and decided to explain a little more to him. "Mr. Hansen... it's... it seems like everyone in the school has been staring at me all week! I have to let them do that. I'm not allowed to cover myself in any way, and I have to pose for anyone who asks me to. However they ask me to, Mr. Hansen." I blushed harder. "Also, I have to participate in class however I'm asked by a teacher."

"Really." He looked at me thoughtfully for a minute. "It's not easy to see how I could ask you to participate in a government class," he admitted. "Not off the top of my head, anyway. But if you think of anything, you may volunteer if you wish."

I was surprised he didn't leap at the opportunity to use me in his class. I smiled at him.

"Thanks... I will!"

The other students filed in. I spent the class session trying to distract Mr. Hansen by smiling at him, stretching when he was looking in my direction, and fingering myself between my legs. He stumbled a couple of times, but overall did a much better job of teaching.

Finally, it was the end of the school day! I rushed out of class and headed for the front door, very anxious to get my clothes on.

"Hay! Karen!" It was Harold.

I groaned a little, but then turned toward him and smiled. "Hi, Harold!"

"Hi Karen!" He looked at me, a little uncertainly. "You were going to pose with me after school, right?"

I blushed. ...

... "Harold... it's been an awfully long day... can't we just..."

His face fell. "You don't want to." He looked down, then away. "Oh, all right."

I sighed, relieved. "Thanks, Harold! I'm glad you understand!" I continued rushing toward the front of the school, then stopped and looked back. "Harold?"

"Yeah?" He looked at me.

"You can take pictures while I get dressed," I offered.

"Oh -- that's better than nothing. Thanks!" He smiled, following me. "Don't get dressed too fast, though, okay?"

"I'll try to do it slowly," I promised him.

I hurried outside the front door, and saw the other girls were already getting dressed.

"Miss Wagner?" It was the principal.

"Hi, Mr. Harrison!" I smiled at him.

"Harold there told me he planned to ask you to pose for him for a while after school. I see he's with you."

I nodded. "He's going to take a few more pictures while I get dressed. Please, can I have my clothes now?"

"Hmm. Well, now... he seemed to have something a little more extensive planned." Mr. Harrison picked up my clothes and looked them over, then looked at me without handing them to me. "Actually I told him I'd help him by opening the football field and gym and such, so he could take pictures in different settings. Wouldn't you be willing to cooperate for a while, Miss Wagner?"

I blushed hard. "I... uh..."

He smiled. "If you do just what he wants, I'm sure we can all be out of here in an hour. Then you can have your clothes back."

"Actually, Mr. ...