She walked quickly down the hall, all of the children were out of it, in home room. She hurried and found classroom G. It was a small room, no more than ten desks with attached chairs. There was a large desk with a removable lectern at the front of the room with a small wooden chair. There was a large blackboard at the front of the room with an American flag hanging over it. The solid wood door crashed behind her, sealing her into the yellow painted cinderblock room. She felt her heart beating a hundred miles an hour and she felt a bit faint. She sat in the chair and waited for the bell to ring, trying to get her emotions under control.
The first bell rang and Andalee could hear the girls moving through the hallways, but she could not see them. The school was rather small, only around 100 total students scattered throughout three grades. The 12th grade had 15A-class Hish girls. She would see five of these girls at a time in 1st, 3rd, and 5th period. Although today, for this purpose, they were double periods. A total of 1. 5 hours for each period. The second bell rang and quickly five girls rushed into the room, carrying notebooks and wearing their uniforms.
M. W. High School had a similar dress code to other schools on the island. All girls were expected to wear a pleated, plaid skirt, knee socks, a white blouse, and a black beret while at school. The girls came in and they looked almost exactly like Andalee. They were almost her contemporaries, after all only 18-year-olds could take the class. It felt strange to teach them about sex. if it was anything like her high school on the other side of the island, some of these girls already had sex.
Slowly the girls got settled and Andalee began, “Hello everyone, my name is Andalee Winthrop and I am the new Health and Gym teacher. Usually, I would ask that you call me Ms. Winthrop, however today is not a usual day,” she began, “Today we are going to be talking about your bodies and about sex in general. Because this is such a personal subject, if you would like to call me Andalee today that is fine. I am going to talk to you just very briefly. Today is going to be mostly about your questions in regards to your bodies, sex, and relationships. I want you all to know that everything we say in this room stays here. As a matter of fact, you are not even to discuss your Hish class with other girls. I make the same promise to you, complete confidentiality. If any of you cannot abide by this one rule, then you can go to the principal’s office and wait quietly. Anyone wish to take that option?” There was a bit of giggling when she talked about sex, but in general the girls didn’t react. She waited a few more moments.
The girls remained passive in their seat, “Wonderful,” Andalee continued, “Then let’s begin first with introductions. Again, my name is Andalee and I am 22 years old. I just graduated from Camelot Teacher’s Academy and today is my first day. I want each of you to stand up in turn, tell me you name and something interesting about yourselves.” There was a moment of shear panic in which no one moved. Finally, the girl sitting closest to the door stood up next to her seat and introduced herself.
“My name is Jasmine Dahl,” the girl said, “and something interesting about me is that I am captain of the volleyball team.” Andalee smiled at the girl. She was very pretty. Jasmine was around 5’5 and weighed about 120lbs. She had cropped blonde hair and brown eyes. She had a somewhat chubby but pretty face and had perfect teeth. Her body was that of an athlete, it was a bit round but also muscular. Her legs were her best feature and she had medium sized breasts, probably 36-C. She had a 6. 5″ girlcock. Andalee smiled at her and nodded her approval. She then turned to the next girl and beckoned her to stand up.
“My name is Kassandra Wen and something interesting about me is that I am Island High School League 100 yard dash champion,” she said and Kassandra looked like a sprinter. She was tall at 5’9 and weighed only 115lbs. She had tiny breasts, barely needing the sports bra she wore. She had the build of a supermodel, with slender arms, thin stomach, and athletic legs. Her skin was black like chocolate and her hair was black and tied back in a bun on the back of her head. Her eyes were brown and she had delicate, beautifully feminine features. She had a 6. 5″ girlcock.
“My name is Kylin Farr,” the next girl said as Kassandra sat down, “and something interesting about me is that I am going to be in the school play next week.” Kylin was a very cute young woman. She was 5’2 and weighed no more than 95lbs. She had long straight hair which she now had dyed a sort of deep, crayon red color. Her face was sweet, angelic, and incredibly innocent. Her body, on the other hand, had everyone who looked at her drooling. Her breasts were medium sized, B-cups, but they were in perfect proportion to her hips. Her skin was milky white and her entire body screamed sex in a very subtle sort of way. Everyone would have been surprised to find that such a delicate young girl had an 8″ girlcock tucked between her legs. Andalee couldn’t help but think that THIS was the kind of girl who would eventually be a sex symbol making movies in Camelot, not her.
“My name is Jade Anders and something interesting about me is that I get to take classes at the community college in the afternoon,” Jade was one of the smartest girls in the class, and she would probably end up graduating from college before she turned 20. However, she wasn’t some sort of shy nerd, she was beautiful and outgoing as well. She was 5’4 and weighed 120lbs. She had short hair which she had dyed pink. Her blue eyes were covered by glasses and her face was angular and intelligent. Her body was soft and curvaceous. She had large, D-cup breasts and hips were rounded and soft. She had the body look of a classic pin-up girl rather than a modern supermodel. She had a 5. 5″ girlcock.
“My name is Nikoletta Lawn,” the final girl explained, “and I can suck my own cock,” she explained. The other girls giggled. Nikoletta was in her second year of 12th grade and she had skipped this seminar the year before. She considered herself to be a bit of a punk and a rebel. She was 5’6 and weighed a mere 100lbs. She was scrawny, on purpose. She had B-cup breasts, one of which had a tattoo of a rose. Her face was gorgeous and looked deceptively innocent with its upturned nose, soft pink lips, and elfish ears. Her innocence was marred only by her nose and tongue rings as well as her hair that was dyed to look like fire, both red and yellow and was cut short and spiked. It turned out that she was lying about her ability to suck her girlcock, as it was 6″ long.
“Nikoletta,” Andalee began, she decided to be stern but wanted to build trust, “Please don’t joke. I don’t think that is very funny and this is a serious situation.” Nikoletta thought that Andalee was cute so she shrugged and decided to give her a bit of slack. “Thank you.”
The girls sat for a few moments, wondering what was going to happen next. Even Nikoletta was uncharacteristically quiet. Andalee was very nervous and she didn’t know if she was ever going to be able to do this, but she took a deep breath and began.
“Okay. Like I said, I just have a few minutes of remarks that I want to make first then I am going to open the floor to questions,” Andalee said as she began with the information she had studied up on the night before, “So all of you girls in this room are class-A Hishes. This means that your penises are generally larger than average. This also means that you have slightly different experiences when compared to you class-B and class-C friends and relatives. First and foremost, you probably came of age sexually a bit later than other girls, although you might not have realized it,” She could see that they had all reached puberty long before, but she had memorized her speech and didn’t want to risk changing anything. Classic American prudishness ensured that these girls were learning lessons about their bodies long after they needed to.