Naked in School
Freedom to be Free
Chapter 10 - Beginning the Campaign
Drew had her annual physical at the end of May, and Frantz had her go to his Penn State clinic to have it done there. Several days following her physical, when the lab results were available, Frantz met with her to discuss what her exam and labs showed.
“First, Drew, you’re quite healthy—almost too healthy. You have very low body fat, however, since you’re what we’d term an elite athlete. I told you this last year, that females with low body fat often do not make enough sex hormones to begin menarche or have regular periods. But your physical signs suggested that you might have an elevated testosterone levels too, so we tested for that. You had delayed menarche—your periods only began two months ago, you told my PA—physician’s assistant. Also, your physical shows a small breast size, above average muscle mass for your age, a slightly above average amount of body hair, and—please don’t be embarrassed—a larger-than-average clitoris. These are some of the signs of an elevated testosterone level.
“Here’s some facts about the sex hormones. Women do have low levels of androgens—the male sex hormones—normally, those hormones are required for proper sexual development in women as well as men. But females have only about a tenth of the lowest normal male levels of testosterone. Your lab work showed a testosterone level of 92 nanograms per deciliter and the normal for women is 15 to 70. This isn’t a problem and it isn’t elevated enough for me to want to look for a cause like PCOS—sorry, that’s polycystic ovary syndrome, or another possibility is congenital adrenal hyperplasia. You don’t have the signs of an excessively elevated testosterone level, so I’m not concerned about any pathology. But your height—the long legs—and muscle mass, which give you your strength and speed, is a result of your elevated male hormone levels. You also told the PA that your breasts had finally started growing in earnest about five months ago.”
“Yeah, I’m an ‘A’ cup now. After my first period, it seemed like they just started growing fast. It’s super to finally have boobs. Sometimes the itching and tenderness is distracting though.”
“That’s very common but I wouldn’t know that from personal experience,” Frantz joked and they laughed. “Okay, Drew, your sports physical is done and you’re cleared to play till next year.”
“Thanks so much, Frantz. Connor and I plan to stay at your house this weekend, okay?”
“Sure, Drew. Anytime.”
The following Sunday, Drew and Connor met with Pastor Robertson. She had written up the incidents she had seen, and those related by Lydia, to give to him.
When they went into his study, they greeted each other warmly.
“Hello, my friends,” the pastor said. “We haven’t spoken in detail for months, since you began going to Etown High. Even though you’ve been attending church pretty regularly, you dash off after services.”
“Most Sundays are busy, Pastor,” Connor told him. “Sorry that we needed to run off.”
“It’s fine. How has your school and family life been? All good?”
“Oh yes, the Ritters are wonderful; God blessed us with His favor when we arrived here and you found Connor’s family,” Drew said.
Robertson beamed a smile at her. “My dear, are you becoming more spiritual through your worship?”
“Pastor, I’ve always been spiritual. I lived for extended periods in my campsite in the woods and would appreciate the peacefulness of nature. I had my mom’s Bible and would look for verses to comfort and reassure me. I would pray to God to let me experience some of nature’s peacefulness in my own life, and my prayers have been granted. And the Ritters are a spiritual family too. Connor and I are blessed by their becoming our guardians.”
“What lovely words, my daughter; they make my heart glad. And how are you both doing in school, if I may ask?”
“Drew and I are both doing very well, Pastor,” Connor answered. “It was wonderful to be going to a real school again; our interaction with, and the companionship of others our age, are very rewarding. I really like our school but there are clouds on the horizon. It’s because of that nemesis that’s followed us here.”
The pastor sighed. “Of course you refer to the Naked in School Program. I’ve followed the news of its adoption with real concern.”
“You’re so right in being concerned, Pastor,” Drew commented. “Connor and I have been planning a kind of civil disobedience that we’ve discussed with Mr Gelb to be sure that we’d not break any laws. And you and your pastors’ association can help us and other kids tremendously, we think.”
“How could we be of assistance? The legislature has already approved the schools to begin the Program in the fall and my colleagues have decided mostly on a reactive approach.”
“I thought of mobilizing the religious families. I’ve got a few pages written up that describe what typically happens in a school running the Program, all from my former school, so these are eyewitness descriptions. I’ve already told you about the stuff that Connor and I saw personally. Those are the molestations, assaults, and classroom humiliations we saw and that stuff happened just in the first week. Recently I spoke to a friend there, Lydia, and she told me that even though about nine months have gone by, the abuses continue to happen.
“Although the people running the Program are saying that its purpose is to help teens to mature and to expand their personal and sexual horizons, it doesn’t do that at all. Lydia told me her opinion of what the Program did for her. She told me that instead of the experience helping her, it turned her into a sex object and exposed her body to every sex-obsessed boy in the high school. And she said that its rules denied her—and everyone else who had to be naked too—the ability to refuse the kinds of touching that they found unacceptable and there was no respect given to them as people—they were treated as just sex toys to play with. They became targets. They had to do things that they’d normally totally refuse. That was Lydia’s opinion and mine too, based on my seeing just one Program week.”
“This sounds simply awful, Drew. So far, we Lutheran pastors have received very little guidance from the Conference of Bishops of the ELCA about how to respond to the Program, only to say that public nudity is a sin and that we should follow the guidance of the Holy Spirit in our teachings to our congregations.”
“Okay, maybe seeing more details about how abusive the kids and teachers can get will give you some ideas of how to respond. Here are some pages that describe some Program abuses. The first few list those that Connor and I saw; we told you about those before. Then I listed the ones that Lydia told me about. The abuses come in a few different areas: Sexual assaults, deliberate and unnecessary humiliation by teachers, and degrading treatment by the kids. The first few pages repeat the incidents that we told you about when we first met. The rest are events from our former school from mid-September to mid-April. Those start on the third page. You should start there.”
Robertson began to read the third page.
“The Program requires that naked kids use the locker rooms and showers of the opposite sex. A sophomore girl participant in gym was delayed by her teacher in going to the locker room because she was slow in running some punishment laps, so she was kept behind to finish them. When she went into the boys’ locker room, there were just three boys remaining there. They grabbed her, threw her down on a bench, and one of the boys tried to rape her. She was screaming for help and managed to twist herself away while kicking and biting the boy, so she was only slightly penetrated, not enough to completely tear her hymen. Her attacker came all over the girl’s crotch. When the second boy began to try to rape her, a gym teacher happened on the attack and he pulled him off the girl.
“The teachers were supposed to monitor the locker room but they didn’t. An investigation into the attack found that there was a detailed plot by a group of boys. Some would wait in the locker room for a vulnerable girl, while the others would provide a distracting diversion to keep the supervising teacher out of the locker room.
“The girl hadn’t received the school’s required quarterly birth-control/STD shot because she had gotten a serious allergic reaction to the first shot; she developed vision problems, dizziness and loss of coordination, and severe headaches. Those side effects were uncommon but well known to occur; 8 to 10 percent of women have some degree of allergy to the shot. The worst part of the affair is that the girl became pregnant; enough semen had gotten into her vagina, even though her hymen was mostly intact. The legal fallout from the attack has just begun.”
Robertson looked up from the pages, his face ashen. “This is terrible...” he began but Drew pointed to the sheets, so he returned to reading.
“Teachers are told by the Program officials to use the naked kids in their classes for demonstrations, as the above description of a three-session biology demo on page 2 shows. The demo in this case was in an art class. The teacher had decided to use a casting material to make a model of the interior of a girl’s vagina. After the casting had set, the girl experienced terrible pain as it was withdrawn. Not only did she wind up with abrasions in her vagina, she had a severe allergic reaction to the material and developed a urinary tract infection too. After her experience, the girl involved now refuses to go back to the school.”
“Another dreadful case,” the pastor murmured as he read that section. He went on to the next item.
“In the same class, the teacher attempted to make a casting of a boy’s erect penis. The boy was unable to get a sufficiently hard erection, so the teacher made him accept having oral sex and the boy was extremely humiliated by the difficulty he had in becoming erect. When he finally got erect, however, and the casting material was applied, he immediately lost the erection, and the teacher got angry and told the boy that he’d have to repeat his Program week. That boy now refuses to return to the school; the major probable reason is because the other kids began mocking him, calling him ‘Limp-dick, the boy who can’t get it up.’”
“And things like these really happen?” the pastor asked Drew in shock.
“Absolutely. You didn’t even read the next description, the one about the Reasonable Request, where two boys ganged up on a girl; one restrained her and the other finger-raped her. And Lydia, my friend from there, told me that the teachers aren’t letting girls with large bosoms wear a supporting bra when they run. She told me that running unsupported not only hurts, but it damages the breasts too... I wouldn’t know, being just an A cup,” Drew smiled. “And they don’t allow boys to wear protective cups and she saw a boy get hit down there by an errant volleyball. They had to carry him to the nurse’s office; he couldn’t walk. Those examples are all listed on those pages.”
“I cannot imagine...” the pastor’s words trailed off.
“Yeah, it’s bad, right?” Connor asked. “That’s why we need to oppose it, even though there’s that law. Drew thought of civil disobedience, kinda like the anti-war demonstrators of the 60s and 70s. Churches played a big role in those, right? Preachers would condemn the war from their pulpits and mobilize their congregations for the protests.”
“Yes, I see, and that’s an excellent idea. Yes, I believe we can help, that is, my fellow ministers would assuredly preach against the Program. Ah, let me see... yes, here’s what I can do. I’ll prepare a few sermons condemning the Program and share them with the clergy group, together with copies of the Program abuses you’ve given to me. I’ll have my first sermon ready for the middle of June and preach variations of it on alternate weeks until school begins in the fall.”
“Oh, that’ll be wonderful, Pastor,” Drew smiled. “We wanted to reach the kids and their parents in the local churches, so your idea is perfect.”
The spring term had ended now and Connor began his job, a high-school internship at the chocolate factory and Drew, at hers. She had gotten a job at the local frozen-custard shop. Since the shop was a supporter of the community sports program, she could schedule her hours to allow her to go to practices and games.
Two weeks later, they were in church, listening to Pastor Robertson’s sermon.
“My brothers and sisters in Christ, I have a solemn message this morning for you all. This week we all learned, to our very great dismay, that our country’s Supreme Court has upheld the vile law which permits schools to force our children to parade naked in its classrooms, hallways, sports fields, and in addition, our streets and shops. Our country is stripping our children not only of their clothes, but of their modesty, privacy, and morality.
“With this so-called ‘Social Awareness’ law, our government is perpetrating evil on our youth and on our families and community too. It requires our high schools to introduce an abomination of a school requirement called the ‘Naked in School Program.’ This very controversial social program—and controversial it certainly is turning out to be—is supposed to cure our youth—and I use ‘cure’ in a negative sense—to cure them of what the law claims is the ‘excessive modesty’ of teenagers. Well, my people, modesty is one of the cornerstones of living a righteous life, following biblical precepts. By forcing our youth into this program, the government is trying to separate our youth from their families and indeed, from their religious morality, and force them to commit one of the more egregious sins we are warned against by the Apostle Paul. I will return to that thought in a minute.
“The Program forces our children to strip off their clothes and walk around the school naked all week—they may only get dressed when they leave the school grounds but are exhorted to be naked outside the school as well. Children are forced to strip publically, in front of their peers, and if they attempt to resist, they are stripped by a teacher. My friends, I tell you that the Bible unfailingly speaks of clothing in terms of righteousness, while nakedness represents sin and its corresponding shame. In Revelation 19:8, we are told that the upright are clothed in fine linen, while the sinful are depicted in shame and in various states of undress. We additionally learn this lesson, for instance, from Revelation 3:17, ‘...buy... white garments so that you may clothe yourself and the shame of your nakedness may not be seen,’ and Ezekiel 16:37, where we read, ‘I will gather them against you from every side and will uncover your nakedness to them, that they may see all your nakedness.’ Unquote. I could cite many verses which teach us much the same thing.
“I mentioned modesty when I began this lesson. Modesty is a major and vital biblical precept and we can find God’s demand for us to be modest throughout Holy Scriptures. As we learn from 1 Corinthians 12:23, which states this precept very precisely and forthrightly, I quote, ‘And on those parts of the body that we think less honorable we bestow the greater honor, and our unpresentable parts are treated with greater modesty.’ Unquote. This idea is also expressed very well by Revelation 16:15, ‘Blessed is the one who stays awake, keeping his garments on, that he may not go about naked and be seen exposed.’
“God’s message is made clear. Our view of being clothed versus nakedness affirms humankind’s closeness to God and informs us of the proper way of godly living. Since the Program will force our youth to be publically stripped, this very action of forcing nakedness upon them exposes our children, families, and community to a path which falls away from God as far possible and continues that fall into great sin.
“The image of clothing as a symbol of God’s mercy and redemption can be seen throughout the Old and New Testaments, and the first appearance of this symbol is taught to us at the very beginning of the Bible, in Genesis 3:21: ‘Also for Adam and his wife the Lord God made tunics of skin and clothed them.’ This clearly shows that God, in His mercy, intends that His people be clothed. The interpretation of this verse is that clothing is designed to serve as an expression of God’s love and a sign of His mercy, protection, and grace.
“Genesis chapters 1 and 2 reveal God’s relationship with human beings. When we read these chapters, they clearly instruct us that God created human beings whose lives intimately join the spiritual and physical together: Spiritual, in that we have the capacity to worship, and physical, in that we bear God’s image. From the story of Adam and Eve, we learn that humans are not designed to live in isolation but are meant to form relationships with others. The relationship of the first couple also emphasizes the idea of companionship and mutual support, which is a fundamental aspect of human nature.
“According to Romans 12–13 and Ephesians 5–6, God created human beings as part of His entire creation, intending that we live actively in the world in trusting cooperation with each other. Trust is the essence of interpersonal relationships and becomes absolutely essential in sexual relationships. Sexual activity, without the trust, cooperation, and commitment of the partners involved, is sinful, because it’s destructive for everyone: the individuals involved, their relationships, and the entire community too. And when the sexual activity involves promiscuity, as the Naked in School Program requires, the children involved are inevitably and invariably drawn into sin.
“In Galatians 5:19–21, Apostle Paul preached, and this is just six of the vices he names, I quote, ‘The works of the flesh are evident: sexual immorality, impurity, sensuality ... fornication, licentiousness, orgies, and things like these. Now I warn you, as I warned you before, that those who do such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.’ Unquote. These vices Paul lists are the sins of the flesh, and our government officials not only plan to perpetrate them on our youth, they also plan to force our youth into performing them on others.
“The result of forcing our children into committing these sins is that the bonds of trust between those committed to a righteous life and other less-observant community members are severed, wreaking havoc on the fabric of the community, on the children’s families, and of course on the affected children as well. I tell you, my friends, that there's no such thing as being ‘faithful’ to God or to one’s moral principles in a regime of forced sex.
“There’s nothing wrong with sexuality, but it has its proper place in our lives. It’s integral to those couples who have committed to a life with each other, to share in their physical contact, and to share in giving and receiving love. But sexuality also has its dark side, since its manifestations are so complex. Sexuality can result in either a joyful or a terrible experience. On the positive side, a couple’s joy in sharing their love can serve God by fulfilling his command to be fruitful, as we read in Genesis 1:28, and it will also serve the community at large by assuring stable familial relationships. So we see that in essence, sexuality expresses its powers at the polar, opposite ends of human experience; for the good in devotion, love, and security, or conversely for the evil in lust, exploitation, and callousness.
“Through the lessons of Genesis chapter 1, we infer that sexuality is God’s loving gift to humanity, but we all realize, with sorrow, that sin is present in all human endeavors and sexuality is no exception. When sexuality is expressed in an irresponsible or careless manner, or it’s deliberately intended to be forced or coercive, as is the design of the Naked in School Program, then this can lead the children, who are unwillingly conscripted, to immense harm. The Program actively promotes lust and self-gratification among those who are not themselves currently naked, loosening their morals and encouraging them to sin. As we learn from 1 John 2:16, I quote, ‘For everything in the world—the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life—comes not from the Father but from the world.’ Unquote. The ‘world’ here is the profane world, the world where sin exists.
“Expressions of lust and self-gratification cause great damage to the trust between neighbors—the children—and damage the children involved and their community—the school—too. Matthew teaches this very succinctly in his verse 5:28, quoting, ‘But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.’ Unquote. Adultery isn’t applicable to children, of course, but Matthew’s message is clear despite that. Let me emphasize this point: where sexuality is concerned, there are no interpersonal relationships which can thrive, let alone survive, in the absence of trust. No relationship can flourish without both parties’ assurance of the trustworthiness and depth of their personal commitments.
“Finally, let me say this. Our children represent our future and you parents have a strong imperative to ensure their safety and well-being. And their safety outside the home is extremely important, not only because their physical well-being is of concern, but also because the psychological damage done to our youth if they’re sexually abused or molested can be terribly deep and long-lasting.
“Please take this message to heart and counsel your youth about their proper response when the Program arrives. There are sheets with the necessary information at the back of the chapel; share this information with your children and your friends, who may not heard my words. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.”
After services were over, the pastor was so busy talking with all the worshipers that Drew and Connor couldn’t even get near him. When the crowd finally thinned out, Robertson suggested to the remaining people that they go to the social hall to continue to talk while they shared in a modest lunch. That’s when Drew had a chance to talk to him.
“Pastor, your sermon was wonderful!” Drew enthused. “It was perfect and hearing it, I felt the shock and outrage of people sitting near me.”
“Thank you, Drew. The folks who spoke to me afterwards said much the same thing. Most of my colleagues will have preached a similar sermon today; many of the thoughts in mine come from ideas we shared in the group.”
“Connor and I liked the handout you prepared too. How you summarized the abuse examples and then had the stuff about how the Bible says public nudity’s a sin, with all the quotes. And at the end, that being forced to be naked or even to see public nudity, violates a person’s religious freedom.”
“Yes, that flyer was also a product of our group. I gather that you have additional organizing plans, Drew?”
“Uh huh. We want to see if we can organize a strike. But first, Connor thinks that we should wait to see what the school does when they start the Program. If they just have kids who volunteer to get naked and no one’s forced, then we need to rethink how to respond to that.”
“Can the school do that?” Robertson asked.
“Theoretically,” Connor answered. “See, the law just says that the schools have to run it, not how to pick kids. Our lawyer saw the most recent copy of the Program rules that was sent to the state ed department and he told us that there’s nothing in them about how schools are to select participants. So if they only select volunteers—and he said that parents can volunteer their kids too—then the school’s following the law.”
“You told me back in May that there aren’t a lot of schools with the Program.”
“Yeah, maybe two dozen back then. Mr Gelb said there are a lot more now, all starting up in the fall. And there’s a bunch of schools that have been running it on a pilot basis in their states and he said many more states are starting pilots too. Some schools plan to choose kids randomly and some will use a committee to pick kids using, um, certain criteria that the officials decide on, he told us. And there’s something new—the feds will be assigning Program, ah, coordinators or something, to schools as schools adopt it.”
“I wonder what that’s about,” the pastor mused.
Drew answered. “Mr Gelb said it’s ‘cause a lot of school districts so far have complained that selecting kids, keeping track of Program activities the way the regulations require, handling complaints, and tracking compliance, adds too much to teachers’ and administrators’ work. So the feds are assigning people to schools to do that. But he doesn’t know if those people are licensed as teachers—all school jobs with student supervisory contact have to be licenced, Mr Gelb told us.”
“Okay, I understand,” Robertson said. “Oh, my counterparts in other churches have told me that they will preach similar sermons several times during the summer to be sure that as many people hear our message as possible. All right then; it’s been good talking with you both. I hope to see you next week. God bless you.”
“Bye, Pastor,” the two chorused.
When Connor and Drew visited the Ritters in mid-July, after dinner, Eva told them that they’d be going on their vacation soon.
“Starting next weekend, we’ll be gone for three weeks. We’ll be about two hours’ travel away, near Baltimore. I can’t imagine that you’d need us, but if something does come up, you can call.”
“We should be good,” Connor told her. “Nothing exciting should be happening until school starts.”
They all chuckled.
Drew went to talk to Jennifer while Michael went with Connor to look at Connor’s bike. He was trying to get parents to buy him a street mini and wanted Connor to tell him about bike riding.
“So you’re gonna be near Baltimore?” Drew asked. “I thought you guys went to a place near, um, Reading?”
“We go there for weekend trips. That place is an hour away but it’s a campground and kinda rustic. The one in Maryland is a total resort and there’s a whole group of us who go. I wish you guys could come with us.”
“Well...” Drew began.
“Oh, I know. Your soccer and the jobs too. And I get that the nudity you saw in school gave you a bad impression. I assure you that these resorts are totally nothing like what happened at your old school.”
“Even so... I kinda agree with what the Bible says about nudity,” Drew said quietly. “So the twins go there too?”
“And Christie and Randy. And we know some kids in York who go there too.”
Drew giggled. “I suppose that’s how you learned to tell the twins apart? Seeing them naked? What you told me about their... um...”
“You can say it, ‘cocks.’ Yeah, gave them hand jobs. Maybe this summer I’ll go further and try blow jobs,” Jennifer laughed.
“Eew,” Drew made a face. “Saw a lot of that crap in front of my classes. I can’t understand the appeal to a girl.”
“I think it’s sexy to do that. The boys go apeshit for it and then they’ll do just anything for you. And when you’re alone with a boy at the resort, it’s easy to do, since there aren’t any clothes in the way,” she laughed.
“Even so, ugh. You know, being a nudist, I’m surprised that you’re still so opposed to the Program,” Drew wondered.
“Oh. Very simple. At the resort, everyone’s nude. There’s no forcing anyone, no humiliating. Everyone’s respectful. No forced touching or public sex, like you told us happens. My friends there, when we’re together, well, I feel so close to them all, like a big family.”
“Wow, that sure is different than the school. So the boys don’t hit on you?”
“Resorts are the totally safest places ever. Under eighteen, you need to get in with a parent. Or guardian, or adult with a notarized permission from a parent. Any annoying or suggestive sexual behavior gets you kicked out and banned. If a guy springs a boner, he has to cover up or he’ll get in trouble. So, no, there are no overt advances or even leering. Make a gal uncomfortable, you’re gone. It’s a totally different culture in those places, Drew.”
“I guess there is. Well, even so, I don’t think that ‘hobby’ is for me,” she laughed as she made finger quotes. “School starts August 27. When do you get back?”
“Middle of the week before. Either the 22nd or 23rd. I guess that’ll be about when you’ll get the texting tree going?”
Drew and her friends had decided to divide the resistance group, which now numbered over two hundred loosely committed kids, into divisions and teams. The divisions were by class and the teams had about ten students in each. The group had organized the divisions so that any member only needed to send their message to about ten people to reach everyone in the entire group.
Several kids had suggested using a group messaging platform but Connor had cautioned them that if the authorities learned of their communication plan, they could potentially cause trouble.
“The text tree?” Drew replied. “Yeah. We should have an idea about what the school’s doing by then. And I might even know then about what the conservative kids, you know, the Mennonites, Brethren, Pentecostal, and those really conservative Baptist kids, plan to do.”
While they were talking, Connor and Michael came in and their conversation turned to other topics.
Connor’s and Drew’s summer was uneventful. She enjoyed playing in the soccer league; many of her teammates were members of the high school varsity and junior varsity teams, and some middle-school kids were good enough to play on her U17 team.
Then on August 10, Connor and Drew received mailings from the school. Since they had listed their apartment as their official address, the mailings, even though addressed to the Ritters, came to them. In each envelope was a letter from the principal, information sheets, a copy of the Program booklet, and several forms to be completed by the parent/guardian.
“Let’s text Frantz after supper in case he’s busy and can’t talk till then,” Connor suggested.
He sent a text saying there was nothing urgent, but the mail had brought forms for which the school wanted to be returned before the Ritters would be back home. They could call him and Drew that evening or the following evening.
An hour later, Frantz called back and they could hear Eva on the call too.
“What was in the mailing, Connor?” Frantz asked after they greeted each other and briefly socialized about their respective days.
“A boilerplate letter from the principal talking about a new year and how the school expects that parents will support the school as they introduce the naked Program. He asks that the enclosed forms be filled out and signed and they want the forms returned before the 17th. So that’s why I texted you. There’s a copy of the Program booklet too—it has the rules kids need to follow.”
“What are the forms?”
“You won’t like this. I’ll read them. First, there’s a form for the parents to give an informed consent that the school will require their child to participate in the Program, acknowledging that no exemptions from participating will be permitted; another form is a parents’ acknowledgment that the parents/guardians—now I’ll paraphrase—are hereby informed that my child will be selected to be naked in school and will be required to engage in supervised and unsupervised sexual activities. I/we acknowledge that by signing below that I/we accept any and all risks of these activities, and my/our signatures serve as my/our agreement to indemnify the high school and its officials, staff, and faculty, the school district and its staff, and the board of directors of the school district, individually and collectively, of any and all liability on their part in supporting and promoting the mandated Naked in School activities in the name of a required federal education program. That one has an entire page of legal jargon before the section I read to you and it’s worded in the most convoluted way possible.”
Frantz snorted. “No way will we give the school such a blanket waiver. What’s to fill out on those forms?”
“Just student name, birth date, parents’ names, and signatures,” Connor responded.
“Here’s what you do. Fill out the names and stuff and on all the signature lines, write ‘guardian rejects giving this release.’ On Drew’s too. I’ll contact the school and tell them that we will not sign those forms and since we’re out of state and our mail is being held, we’ll return Michael’s and Jennifer’s forms when we return. Anything else there?”
“Two more things. I’ll let Drew tell you about them.”
“Yeah, two more things. One’s a page of FAQs for parents. It goes over administrative stuff, and the most important things it says are that there will be no exemptions for students, medical or otherwise; students can volunteer to participate in place of being chosen if they want to partner with a specific person; parents can volunteer their student in place of their student being chosen randomly; participants will be chosen randomly; there will be two boys and two girls chosen from each grade to participate during each full five-day school week; and the student’s participation includes the two-day weekend following their participation week. There will be a Program assembly to begin the Program on the Monday following Labor Day. The FAQs cover other stuff but those are the most important.”
“Okay; from what you’ve told us that you heard from Mr Gelb, there are no surprises there. What’s the other enclosure?”
“It’s a form that you need to submit for girls. It asks for the date of administration of the pregnancy shot and if none, gives permission for the school to do it. Remember, my docs back in Mass, and you too, said that I mustn’t take those hormones before my puberty gets going for real.”
“That’s true. Here’s what you do for that. I’ll text my office when we disconnect. Tomorrow, bring the form to the clinic—you can go there tomorrow?”
“Yeah.”
“Give the receptionist the form. I’ll have them respond with a letter to the school explaining that the shot is contraindicated for you; you must not be given those hormones. They’ll mail that letter to the school and send you a copy.”
“Thanks. That’s all from the packet,” Drew replied.
“Good. Any other news? We’re not quite isolated here; in fact, we’re not far from Annapolis and D.C., so we’re keeping up with the national news. And the area’s state news too. Maryland is still resisting adopting the Program, from what I can tell, but Virginia is starting it in some schools. People here are predicting that Maryland will cave in before the year’s over, though.”
“Figures that all the states will eventually have to start it,” Drew replied. “Oh well. Nothing important is happening here. Except I think that our religious anti-Program planning is coming along nicely. Connor told you that our jobs are going great; we may even be able to get some hours in when school starts. And that’s all I can think of. Connor?”
“Same here. We’ll get those forms sent in tomorrow. Take care, and say hi to the kids. We miss seeing them and you.”
“You both take care too; see you in two weeks,” Frantz said and ended the call.
After they disconnected, Drew got a couple of bottles of water and gave one to Connor. After taking a drink, she put her arms around him.
“You know, sweetie, that seeing those forms and knowing what’s coming have jacked up my anxiety feelings a lot,” Drew sighed. “I thought I had gotten over that crap.”
He leaned down and kissed her.
“But now you’re in control, right, honey? You know how to respond now and have plenty of support here.”
“True. I do know that. And you’re the biggest part of that support too. I don’t say it enough, darling, but I love you so very much...”
“It was my lucky day when you ran into me—hard,” Connor chuckled. “Love you too.”
They sank down on the sofa in an embrace and began kissing.
“Connor...” Drew gasped as she caught her breath, “I’m sorry that I don’t have much of any interest on top...”
“Oh, darling, stop that,” he scolded. “Your top is just perfect; just like you. I wasn’t attracted to you only because your body is so awesome—and it is, even though I haven’t seen it all...”
“We can fix that...”
“Shush. We just clicked, right? I fell in love with the inner Drew. The outer package is just an added benefit. Jeez, your body’s just so hard...”
He was running his hands over her back, shoulders, and arms.
“Shit, I just love this hard-body you got,” Connor groaned.
Drew pulled back from their embrace and took hold of both of Connor’s hands.
“I’ve never felt this way until we began spending time with each other, Connor,” she sighed. “Growing up, I never felt love, or any kind of an attachment to someone else. Grandma took care of me, but I never felt any kind of emotion with her. I think that she must have died inside when her daughter died. Then when we met, at first I thought you were a really interesting guy and I felt very trusting toward you, which was a completely unfamiliar feeling for me. In that first week—shit, what a week that was!—I grew to really like you. And now, it feels like love—or what I think love should be. Do you really love the insecure, emotionally damaged, under-endowed me?”
“No way are you insecure! And your boobs certainly aren’t under-endowed anymore! We’ll have to work on the emotion part so you will know that you’ve healed, okay?”
“Thank you, darling; you always know what to say. Um, your hand... you know what it’s doing?”
“Just giving the lie to your claim about being under-endowed. Jeez, it’s so firm! Is this okay?”
“You mean rubbing and stroking my tit? Ahhh... you can stop... anytime after a week or two... ahhh, feels nice... oh! I feel... is that feeling being horny?”
“This is nice, doll. I like that you don’t wear a bra; it shows your sexy shape. Horny? Are you getting aroused?”
“Unh, ah, do the other one... never felt this way before, shit, my pussy’s soaking... oh, hee hee... that’s funny...”
“What you think of?” Connor asked as he slipped his hand under the hem of her top and started to caress her bare nipple as Drew moaned and pulled his hand in tighter.
“Bio class... Wendy... Steward asking if she was lubricating... and now I am... I guess... don’t stop... my libido’s found where I live... ahhh... do the other one...”
Then Drew suddenly sat back and with a concerned look, pulled her top off. Then she looked at Connor expectantly. He stared at her for a long five seconds and then pulled her into another embrace.
“Jeez, holy shit, they look just fantastic. On you, your boobs are perfect; I love the shape and how the nipples point up a bit like that. Oh, I gotta...”
He leaned forward and took the right nipple into his mouth and began sucking and licking as Drew’s moans increased in volume.
As Drew was pushing her chest up toward Connor’s face, her hand brushed across his lap and she gasped.
Pushing back a little, she asked, “Is that ALL you? Connor, what are you hiding?”
His trousers didn’t have a belt, she noted, just a button in front and a zipper. Opening the button and pulling the zipper down, she ordered him, “Raise your butt. I want your pants off! Want to see that thing hiding in there.”
In a few seconds, Drew had almost exposed her prize and she gasped when Connor’s erect cock slapped up as she pulled down his underpants.
“Holy fuck!” she exclaimed. “I saw Jerry—um, Scott and Simpson too—erect, um, two other kids too. Nobody was even close to what you have there. Just how big are you? I’m sure you...”
“Yeah, yeah. Said I was always big for my age, darling. The package is too. But if you think I’m big, well, Randy Clawson puts me to shame...”
Drew laughed, “Oh god, yeah, Jen told me. Sees him naked at their resort and said that he’s maybe nine inches soft, it goes halfway down his thigh, and thick too.”
“Right. That’s Randy. I’m a big guy but he’s huge. Um, what are you...”
Connor’s erection had flagged a bit while they were talking, but suddenly Drew dipped her head down to his crotch and began licking the crown of his penis and he gasped as it jerked.
“Jen says... lick, slurp... that this is fun... glurg, slobber ... to do...” she engulfed the organ with her mouth and sucked, then pulled off with a pop... “and she’s right...” and dove back down on it.
Drew worked on the iron-hard object of her attention for perhaps a minute when Connor gasped, “Dr... Drew... agh ... sweetie... gonna... unh... CUMMING!” and he shot a gob of cum into her mouth as she pulled off.
That was followed by two more huge volleys of cum which landed between her breasts, and then, to Connor’s utter surprise, she took him back into her mouth again and sucked and stroked until he stopped her since he had grown too sensitive.
Drew reached over to the side table where she had left her water bottle and took a long drink.
“Hum. I guess that’s an acquired taste,” she muttered.
Connor’s breathing was returning to normal and he embraced her again.
“That was unbelievable, darling. Guess the Program wasn’t a complete failure if you learned to do that from our Bio class demos.”
They both laughed.
“Sweetie? I need to see that awesome body you have,” Drew asked. “It’s a Reasonable Request pose, so get the tee-shirt off too and stand up, then turn around for me.”
When he did, she whistled.
“Damn, what a fine body. Look at those shoulders and pecs.” She stood up and grabbed an arm. “Your biceps are almost as big as my thighs! And the six-pack on your belly, holy shit, these muscles are rock hard,” she wondered aloud as she ran her hands over his abdomen, then down to his hips and around to his rear. She stroked it and squeezed.
“Oh god, what a fine butt this is... it’s rock hard... oops, something else is getting hard again...”
Connor grabbed her into another embrace, pressing his body into hers. His hands drifted down to her rear and he kneaded her cheeks.
“You’ve got a rock-hard butt too, lover,” he breathed into her mouth. “Can I?”
He took hold of her pants waistband and tugged a bit.
“Okay...but we can’t... no protection...” Drew panted.
“S’okay. Want to love you up down there, if you’re good for it.”
Drew wiggled her hips in assent and Connor pulled her pants and panties down together. He moved back a bit and looked at her, now standing there nude.
“Jeez, lover, you’re like an Amazon queen—damn, is that a six-pack? It is! Holy shit! And your thighs...” He ran his hands over them. “I feel how hard the muscles are and don’t believe it. You look simply amazing, darling; your boobs are just adorable, sitting so high on your chest like that. Damn, you’re just gorgeous.”
Drew flew back into his arms and they kissed again as Connor lowered her onto the couch and kneeled on the floor in front of her.
“Um, you aren’t...” Drew started.
“Oh, but I am... fuck, you’re just soaked here,” he said as he ran a finger over her vulva and then between her labia as she gasped.
Connor lifted Drew’s legs widely apart and set her thighs on his shoulders, then began kissing her mons, Very soon he moved down to her vulva, where he started licking, nibbling, and sucking on her labia, pulling on them with his own lips. With his fingers, he pulled apart her labia and paused.
“Jeez, look at that... like a tiny cock,” he muttered.
Drew gasped as he touched her clit in wonder.
“Ahhh, yeah... Frantz said my clit... is bigger than average... got elevated male hormone levels,” Drew managed to say between gasps.
“Ooh, wow... this would have made Steward’s day—no, entire year—if she had gotten you naked in her class.”
“No shit... OH! OHMYGOD!”
Connor had leaned into her vulva and began to rapidly flick his tongue across and around her erect clit. He continued sucking and licking all over her vulva, returning to her clit to lash it with his tongue while he ran his fingers gently through her labia, pressing in and wiggling them to increase her stimulation.
Drew was squirming, panting, moaning, and clutching Connor’s head to try to guide him to the best places, but he had figured that surprising her would ramp up her excitement much faster. He briefly glanced at the opening to her vagina and didn’t see any obstruction there, so he decided to try putting his finger in. He did and felt no resistance.
“Did you ... pant ... put a finger ... pant ... in? Lost cherry ... pant ...from stretching and rough tackles...”
Connor began to slowly move his finger in and out of her while he continued to lick around her clit with the tip of his tongue. Recalling what he had learned about the clitoris and its internal G-spot, he used his finger to try to find the sensitive patch of skin on the vaginal wall behind the glans of the clit. When he thought he had found it, he sucked her little projecting organ between his pursed lips as he flicked his tongue across its tip and wiggled his finger on her G-spot area.
With an ear-splitting howl, Drew came and clamped her legs hard on Connor’s head. She began bucking her hips up and down, then her legs shot straight out and her whole body went rigid. She screeched again and then her entire body became stiffly stretched out as it was wracked by one spasm after another. Connor tried to hold onto her through her spasms while continuing to stimulate her G-spot, and after a minute, her violent jerking and shuddering subsided to shaking and quivering.
Drew was exhausted but elated after that experience.
“Looks like my libido did finally find its way home, lover,” she sighed as Connor held her gently, softly kissing her forehead. “I’m totally exhausted... gonna go to bed. But the playground’s closed for now, sweetie. I’m kinda feeling real sensitive down there.”
“I’m sure it must be. You had a monster of an orgasm, darling. Go to bed and I’ll clean up the dinner stuff.”
Later he joined her in bed and was delighted when Drew slid over to him in her sleep and put her arm over him.
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