Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >The Fundraiser by AllieNF The Nude Fundraiser: Part 9- The Renegotiation By the time Jenna reached the Ms. Carol -(TM)s office for the second time today, she was feeling almost normal. She was feeling --well, not happy, but something different than fear or nervousness. Yes, Lauren still had her phone and that was bound to be a disaster, but Jenna had Lauren -(TM)s phone, and if she could convince Jacob to help her unlock it, the two girls would find themselves on the brink of mutually assured destruction. Jenna was not alone at the Attendance Office this time, there were two other boys, both of whom had been in Mr. Gunderson -(TM)s History class with her. She felt a sudden pit in her stomach. Their giggles and pointing as she walked up were clear indicators that they saw more than they should have and probably liked it. --they probably liked it --That thought, honestly, that made Jenna feel a little warm. Both of them stepped aside when Jenna got there, letting her go first. Their gaze never leaving her. Ms. Carol was shocked to see her again, but was soon delighted. -Missing a button now, Jenna? - She asked rhetorically, -Better be careful before you lose all of them --or more. - -It -(TM)s a little late for that. - Jenna offered, and glanced over at the boys. -Looks like I -(TM)m a little late too. - -Where to? - The clerk asked. Jenna -(TM)s mind wandered for a moment. Not everything Lauren had done to her was bad --not everything was outside of the realm of possibility for things Jenna herself could have done/would have done during the day. When she dressed this way in the morning, she figured there would be flashing --but not nearly full-scale nudity! The flashing, of course, was under her own control in Jenna -(TM)s fantasy. -Jenna, which class were you heading to? - Ms. Carol asked again, with a little more force to bring the student back to reality. -Strangely enough Mr. Elba -(TM)s for Drama 3, - said Jenna. Mr. Elba was not only the Drama Club advisor/director, he was also her drama teacher and the reason she was in this predicament. His nude fundraiser idea had inspired her to practice by going to school without bra or panties and that -(TM)s become the heart of her problems today. She was one of his favorite students, and had this been drama club and not a drama class, he -(TM)d have let her slide. While he -(TM)s not known as the strictest of teachers throughout the year, he tends to be very strict as far as attendance and tardiness go the first month or two of school. His policy is that it -(TM)s better to lighter up than it is to tighten up. Jenna knew that even she wasn -(TM)t getting out of a tardy the second week of school. -Yup. He -(TM)ll ding you for that. You -(TM)re not his first student of this year. - Ms. Carol started writing the tardy slip for Jenna, -One more tardy today and you -(TM)ll end up in automatic detention, Jenna. You better get your act together and be a good girl. - Jenna could sense the boys staring at her, mostly at her butt covered by the skirt. That made Jenna smile, so she leaned in to Ms. Carol and asked with a cheeky wink, -What if I want to be naughty? - She held the pose for a minute, reaching down and making sure the skirt was up enough the boys could see her naked ass beneath the tan pleats. Ms. Carol knew what she was doing and didn -(TM)t object or protest once. Smiling quietly and glancing over at the boys. Jenna even spread her legs a little --just enough to reveal what lay beneath. She closed her eyes and counted to 3 just loud enough so Ms. Carol could hear it, then moving her hand she dropped her skirt back and stood up. The boys were still staring as Jenna turned around. -Sorry boys, free preview is over. - She adjusted her skirt, grabbed her tardy slip and walked off towards her drama class. -Bring some cash on Monday. - Ms. Carol, shook her head in amused disbelief. Noticing the bulges in the boys -(TM) pants as they tried to act cool about what just happened stepping back up to the attendance desk, -That -(TM)s one special girl, boys. You better keep what you just saw a secret --Now, where are you heading? - She started to write things down as the door closed and Jenna disappeared from the window. *** Mr. Elba hadn -(TM)t gotten into any real instruction. His normal way to start off the class had once again ballooned into discussion. This time, the students were asking all manner of questions regarding the fundraiser. Now, Drama Classes at Kentucky Central were not separated by ages. Students at all 4 grade levels could participate in the same class, much like all of the elective classes. What made drama different from, French is that French classes did differentiate by class level. In Drama, the Drama 1, Drama 2 and Drama 3 kids could all be in the same class. This allowed for the different levels to work together and the more experienced students to take on mentorship and leadership roles. It meant that when the directing portions of Drama 2 came up in the curriculum, the Drama 1 kids were ready to be their actors. Drama 3 was treated similar to Drama 2, but everything was graded more strictly. This year, Jenna was the only Drama 3 kid. She entered the room and was the center of attention for a moment, but it dissipated quickly. Mr. Elba quieted everyone down, -Jenna, late? - She handed him her tardy slip, showing she -(TM)d already been to see Ms. Carol. -Okay then. - He responded sticking it in his grade-book. -As a recap, since you just got here, the technologies and graphic design class is almost finished with the website and payment interface. They asked for pictures of all the participating students. - -What kind of pictures? - Jenna asked. -Naked ones, of course. - Answered Jacob, from the drama 2 row. -Mr. Elba, that wasn -(TM)t part of the deal! - She threw angrily at the teacher. A little more ashamedly than he would have liked. -I know --but, I -(TM)ve been assured that it will help bring the more funds in, so I agreed to do it. - The class erupted --and this time Jenna quieted them down. She was frustrated with everything now. The momentary high of showing off her goods to the two boys at the attendance office was truly momentary. Now she was here with a very important task to complete and she was stuck having to defend the students against this little addition to the mission. -Look, Mr. E. That -(TM)s unfair. That wasn -(TM)t in the packet. It wasn -(TM)t mentioned at the meeting. You can -(TM)t just spring it on us. - Jenna barked it at her teacher, still standing amongst the other students. -I --I -- know, it -(TM)s just --this is a new fundraiser. We -(TM)re learning as we go. If I had known --it would have been part of it. - The teacher had become very mousy indeed as he tried to defend it. -Then it -(TM)s settled. We aren -(TM)t doing it. - She stated and sat down, the rest of the group agreeing with her and thanking her. -Well, no --no, it -(TM)s not settled. - Mr. Elba continued over the small din of the students. -Because -- because we can make at least double what we are expected to make if people can see the product. - -So why can -(TM)t we do the pictures with our clothes on? - Chimed Eric, a sophomore Drama 1 student. -You all know on Monday it -(TM)ll be all out there, right? The pictures, the video --.it will all be out there in the world. - The teacher tried to reason. -Why bother hiding it? - -Because, they don -(TM)t get a show without a ticket. - Jenna tossed out to acclaim. -Wrong, - claimed the director, -We do free previews for students of every show. - -But --it -(TM)s not the whole show. - Eric responded. -It -(TM)s only part of it. - -He -(TM)s got a point. - Jenna agreed with the sophomore and the other students followed. Mr. Elba thought for a moment and offered a revision to the plan, -Okay -- okay -- what if -- what if, you were naked, but not everything was visible? Like a teasing photo, so people will get an idea, but not see everything? - There was a murmuring throughout the room. Several of the students looked to Jenna, but she was in a moment of defeat so her gestures were more of resignation than decision. Jacob spoke up in the void. -I -(TM)m cool with that. Makes sense to me. - With the voice of a senior weighing in on the plan, the other dominoes toppled and every student agreed. Eric was the final yes. Jenna never answered one way or the other, but she had no choice. In the end, it was fine. It would be fine. She felt trapped again, but different. It wasn -(TM)t Lauren forcing her into things, it was just something unexpected that was going to have to happen. At least, Jenna reasoned, she -(TM)d have a little control over what she did. Having finally settled the matter, Mr. Elba gave direction. -Good, the photography class will be here soon. Please go get ready. Feel free to use the dressing rooms to get yourself more prepared. You may wear one --only one article of clothing. - The fifteen students in the mixed drama class began to file towards the dressing rooms. Jenna grabbed Jacob -(TM)s arm and asked him to wait. They had something important to talk about first. The Nude Fundraiser: Part 10- The Conspiracy Jenna and Jacob sat down while the rest of the students from Mr. Elba -(TM)s mixed drama class went into the dressing rooms to get ready for their -preview - pictures. -Jacob, - Jenna started, -your girlfriend has been basically blackmailing me all day. - His reaction of shock was not only on his face, but his entire body, -How? Over what? - -So, okay -- that part -(TM)s my fault. I decided to practice for Monday by coming to school with no panties or bra on. She -(TM)s taken it as her life mission to expose me to the whole school today, against my will. - -Oh fuck! - Jacob said, -I knew she didn -(TM)t like you and when she heard about this fundraiser, she wanted to find some way to stop you from participating. - Jenna was confused. -I didn -(TM)t think we had a problem with each other. - -She -(TM)s jealous. You have turned this theater thing into a good school and some great scholarship opportunities. She -(TM)s only middle of the road talent on the cheer squad. No one is recruiting her. Her scholarship opportunities are --less than stellar. She -(TM)s jealous. --and she thinks I have a thing for you. - -Well, she -(TM)s got my phone and naked pictures of me and is going to ruin my life. - Jenna laid it all out there. -Holy shit. - The football star and actor said. Pulling her tormentor -(TM)s phone from her pocket and laying it on the desk between them, -But, I have her phone now and I -(TM)d like some payback. But it -(TM)s locked. - Jacob -(TM)s eyes went wide. -Will you help me? - Jacob looked at Jenna, he was as scared as she was cautiously anxious. -Look, - he said considering his next words carefully. Then, very deliberately he stated one word at a time -I --Can -(TM)t --Give --You -- Her -- code. - -Jacob, please? ...you don -(TM)t know how humiliated I -(TM)ve been all day -- - She pleaded. -Listen, Jenna -- - he implored before stating very deliberately again. -I --Can -(TM)t --Give -- You... Her --Code. - Jenna was saddened and confused. Jacob reached for her shoulder and looked her right in the eye and said -The number of letters in each word --might be helpful, but remember -- I --Can -(TM)t -- Give -- You -- Her -- Code. - Things started to click in Jenna -(TM)s head. She repeated him -I --Can -(TM)t --Give -- You... Her --Code, - and then started typing. -1 --4 --4 --3...3...4. - -You -(TM)re not the first person she -(TM)s attacked like this, and I feel bad, but --I can -(TM)t betray her, you know? - He explained. As Lauren -(TM)s phone unlocked in front of her, Jenna smiled and looked up at Jacob. -I get it. I do. - --and then she was overtaken with a sadness for her friend. Being involved with someone who acts the way Lauren does can -(TM)t be that much fun in the long run. -And I -(TM)m sorry I asked. I guess she means a lot to you. - -I don -(TM)t know, really. I don -(TM)t see us getting married, but I was hoping to keep her as a steady for the rest of the year. I -(TM)m kind of tired of playing the field, you know? - Jenna looked at him and smiled, feeling a little something of the bond they -(TM)d cultivated over the years. Happy he was so honest --and so devious. -You better get undressed for your picture. I -(TM)ll be there in a few minutes... - Jacob stood up, patted Jenna on the head and walked towards the dressing rooms, pulling his shirt off as he went. Jenna smiled and turned her gaze to the glow of Lauren -(TM)s screen. Where to start? The obvious answer was a text to Jenna -(TM)s own phone. -I -(TM)m in bitch - seemed appropriate. It was short enough to appear as a truncated message on the lock screen. Jenna hit send and then started scanning her other messages. It didn -(TM)t take long until she hit the motherload. Lauren and McGuffin had been texting a lot this morning --starting with a request right off the bus for a pep rally. McGuffin, it seemed, was reluctant, but when Lauren started being demanding --his tune changed. He even slipped at one point and said -Yes, mistress - to Lauren! There was definitely something going on there between the two and it was starting to seem obvious, McGuffin enjoyed being dominated by female students. That kind of explains his boner when Jenna forced him to wear Sarah -(TM)s panties. Further messages between the two, time stamped from first period, Lauren put forth her plan to humiliate Jenna during the pep rally. The cheerleader wanted him to call her up in front of the entire student body to talk about the fundraiser --and she -(TM)d make sure Jenna -(TM)s clothes came completely off. Again, he seemed reluctant, but capitulated. It was --after first period that he really decided it was a go for that. Jenna realized her actions must have really gotten to him. There were pictures in the next set of texts from History class. Lauren was proving to McGuffin that she could get Jenna naked. He agreed to the plan whole heartedly. Then he proposed something to her about Jenna. He wanted to make sure she was filthy by the pep rally. Lauren was supposed to find a way to toss Jenna in the trash dumpster after lunch, during gym most likely, and put her in a position where she was unable to clean up?!?!! Jenna made a quick mental note to stay away from trash cans and dumpsters. The string of texts was illuminating --and it led Jenna to a new angle. She was going to make Lauren the humiliated one at the pep rally. She began typing to Mr. McGuffin as Lauren, -MG, if you get any texts from Jenna claiming to be me, it -(TM)s not. - Get that out there. If Lauren hadn -(TM)t prepared him the opposite way, then this was the best option to get his trust and keep it. His response came back quickly, -what happened? How did she find out? - -Long story. I -(TM)ll tell you later. - Was Jenna -(TM)s response as Lauren. -Also, trash thing is out. Working on different plan. - --bit of a lie, because Jenna had no idea what else to say, but definitely didn -(TM)t want to end up in the dumpster. -ok - replied the school -(TM)s principle. Then -rained last night, might be a good mud pool in the back by the construction site. - Jenna had to laugh. Did Sarah -(TM)s panties make him that mad? He never mentioned that incident to Lauren. -Good plan. - Was the next response to McGuffin. -Hey, should cheerleaders be without panties and bras for pep rally? - Jenna asked. She knew it would take a moment to respond. She wasn -(TM)t sure if would be helpful or not. The Cheer uniforms were less sexy than Jenna -(TM)s own outfit. Making them skip panties and bras would be mostly useless --but -- -Correction, - she typed, -just panties and bras. - Jenna smiled, if that worked and the cheer squad found out it came from Lauren, she -(TM)d be in deep water for the rest of the year. Jacob walked into the room, he was absolutely naked and holding his football helmet. He was tall and broad-shouldered, like a good football player. Well defined muscles, but not like a movie star. His blonde hair was a little longer than it should be, but still in a masculine cut outlining his strong jaw line and penetrating blue eyes. Jenna let her eyes dip down over his abs to penis, surprised by his obviously manicured pubic hair. What was even more surprising was the length of his dick. It wasn -(TM)t anything to sneeze at, but certainly wasn -(TM)t as long as rumor had led her to believe --and she -(TM)d touched it before, just not really seen it. It was a very good thickness, or so she thought from this distance. It was enough to make her tingle. -Hey Jenna, - the naked football star said, -the photography class is here. You want to get ready? - -Sure - she responded as the next message came in. She read it as she unbuttoned her shirt. -Sounds like a great idea. - Mr. McGuffin -(TM)s text read. -I -(TM)ll clear it with Coach. - Jenna stood up, dropping her shirt off her shoulders and setting it on the desk. She stood there topless letting her breasts be visible to him. She was a little nervous, but less nervous than she anticipated. After all, she -(TM)d been topless with him before --it was just in the dark. He smiled, liking what he saw. Her somewhat tanned 36c breasts were very much what any boy should like, rising and falling as she breathed. He could even see her little freckles, which he adored but would never admit to. Her stomach was tight and flat from all her dancing and he noticed the soft muscles her athleticism had earned her. Jenna was beautiful, but he'd known that for years. She was just not as open as the type of girls he usually liked to be with, but she was the kind of girl he'd hope to settle down with someday...after college. She picked up Lauren -(TM)s phone and motioned to Jacob. -Picture for the girlfriend? - Jenna made sure she stood in a way that showed off her breasts to blind him a little from what she had planned next. He thought about it briefly and shrugged, -Why not. It won -(TM)t be the first nude of me she -(TM)s seen. - They both laughed as he posed. Jenna snapped a picture and walked over to him to let him see the picture. -Not bad, right? - She asked as he looked, the two standing very close together. -Not bad? ...The picture or the subject? - He jokingly asked. -Either. - She said with smirk, still holding the phone. -I think the clasp on my skirt is stuck, a little help? - The request seemed earnest, so Jacob reached over with his hands and helped her undo her skirt. It was a little awkward since he was still holding the helmet --but the skirt came off and she stepped out of it. Jenna picked up the skirt and walked it back to the desk. I -(TM)ll be right over. Jacob walked out of the room and onto the stage, while Jenna kicked her shoes off and sent the last two pictures she took to Lauren. One was the naked Jacob and the other was obviously Jacob -(TM)s hands taking obviously Jenna -(TM)s skirt off. --Taken without his knowledge of course. Lauren was going to be pissed. She was going to pissed at Jenna, of course, but she was also going to pissed at Jacob. --and that may be unfortunate, Jenna thought, but when you align yourself with the enemy your new name might as well be collateral damage. Jenna silenced the phone and hid it in the drama room before walking out on the stage to join the other mostly naked drama kids in just her freckles and mismatched socks. --and to be honest, she for the first time since being in her room last night, she felt pretty good about the way she was dressed. The Nude Fundraiser: Part 11- The Photo Shoot Jenna walked onto the stage in just her mismatched socks. Far from feeling confident in this moment, she at least felt a little bit of relief. She was in possession of her rival -(TM)s phone. She had an incriminating photo and a plan. She felt good in that moment, and because it was a release and a change from how she had felt under her rival -(TM)s demands her own nudity was less of a concern. --besides, she wasn -(TM)t the only one naked right now. She was surrounded by other Drama Club kids in similar states of undress. She counted 15 drama students and 15 articles of clothing. Maybe 14, she wasn -(TM)t so sure the football helmet that Jacob was planning on using to cover his penis should count as clothes. There was a good mix of boys and girls in the class. Mostly Drama 1 students. Jenna figured a few more sophomores than freshmen, but probably an even mix on the Drama 1 side --or as even as you can get with 9 students. From the Drama 2 group, there was Jacob, Ashley and Claire representing the seniors. Josh, Steven and Mandy were the Juniors. Jenna was the sole Drama 3 student this year. Mr. Elba greeted her as she walked in, explaining that the photography class was almost finished setting up. Each of the students had been given the instructions to find something that thought was cute or fun to cover their naughty bits with. Jenna had to laugh. Mr. Elba legitimately said -naughty bits, - as if he wasn -(TM)t the architect of this humiliation. No doubt he was going to get his jollies off seeing all his students in the nude. He -(TM)d been divorced for three years, one had to wonder what kind of a dating life a middle-aged school teacher could have really had during Covid times. He never seemed to talk about dates or mention girlfriends. He wasn -(TM)t known as the creepiest teacher in the school, but he was known to look longingly at some of his students. Those looks were mostly at girls, but the rumor mill said not always. It wasn -(TM)t hard to see the bulge in Mr. Elba -(TM)s pants. She looked out at her fellow students, wondering who could be the one creating Mr. Elba -(TM)s obvious arousal. If he was in fact into guys, Jacob might be his type. While they were waiting for photos, he wasn -(TM)t covering his dangly dick with his helmet. Jenna almost had to admire Jacob -(TM)s willpower, for being naked around so many other naked students, particularly younger girls, he didn -(TM)t have an erection. Several of the other boys did, Eric among them. Each boy seemed to be tending to it a different way. Eric tried to hide it, while Steven just let it stand there happy to draw attention to it. Taking the tactic of closing his eyes and wishing it down was Josh. One of the two freshman boys she could see, a kid she thought was named Marcus seemed bemused by it. His reaction was halfway between Eric and Steven, not hiding it constantly, but not drawing attention to it -- he was African American and not at all ashamed with what he had. Jenna was actually kind of okay with all the penises she could see. She was single, but not really in the market. She -(TM)d had a few boyfriends, but just enough to be average and not considered a slut. She -(TM)d been with enough boys that no one accused her of being a virgin. It was actually just this past summer she lost her cherry to a boy named Max she had been dating. He was kind of her summer fling, as it were. She hadn -(TM)t seen many penises in real life before Max used his on her --so she didn -(TM)t have a lot to compare it too then. Now she was within touching distance of at least six and getting a real education in what real penises look like. She glanced over at Garrett, the last boy she could easily see. He was the quiet type so far, a freshman like Marcus. She was surprised to see he was actually touching himself and giving his cock little strokes. That -(TM)s the behavior she kind of imagined she see from some of the boys. He saw her looking and was embarrassed for a second, but she smiled at him to let him know it was okay. She looked away to give him some privacy, while letting her hand drift down and touch her sex --she was feeling a wetness down there that she didn -(TM)t anticipate. The girls were in a similar state. Different levels of comfort and undress. Some had chosen to keep their panties as their one article. Most with arms crossed over their breasts. Ariana, a sophomore had chosen to wear a ballcap and that -(TM)s it. A cute girl with a radiant smile and perky but smaller breasts, the outfit suited her. Jackie was the one African American girl in the class. And Jenna appreciated the strength this sophomore Drama 1 student was showing. She was a cross country runner, as well as being in the theater program, so she was the tallest of the Drama 1 girls --maybe even the Drama 2 girls. Her legs were toned and shaped in a way that different than Jenna -(TM)s dancer -(TM)s legs, but gorgeous to look at all the same. She had opted to keep her sports bra over her c-cup breasts, and Jenna noted that her visible public hair was dark like the teasers and tormenter curtains backstage. Jackie was comfortable, but visible anxious. That could be said of almost all the girls, Jenna included and especially, Cassie the only freshman girl Drama 1 student. She was a tiny thing, and her nervous smile brought Jenna -(TM)s thoughts to Sarah from McGuffin -(TM)s office earlier in the day. Cassie seemed okay, but very skittish. She chose to keep her socks, as Jenna had, but they were matched and pink crew length. Looking at the young girl -(TM)s pale skin and naked body, Jenna realized that keeping her socks was dumb. What were they going to cover in the pictures? Had Cassie figured that out yet? Was that what had her nervous? The thoughts were hastened away by clapping. Rayna, a senior from the photography class, clapped her hands to get everyone -(TM)s attention. -First off, WOW! - She started as the students all gravitated towards her. -You guys are really brave and very beautiful. --and by -~guys -(TM) I mean guys and girls. - There was a slight chuckle throughout the group, which made Rayna smile. -Thanks. - Mandy, the junior Drama 2 student called out. -Great. So --here -(TM)s the deal. We want to move through this pretty quickly. Mr. Elba is going to go turn on the stage lights and we -(TM)ll switch on ours too. You just step into the backdrop area and strike your pose. We -(TM)ll do three poses for each. You can cover or uncover whatever you want. I brought 3 other photography students with me. They will all be taking photos simultaneously, to make sure we get a good shot in such a short period of time. We -(TM)re going to be set-up through lunch and next period. The other kids from the Drama Club will be asked to come down for their photos. And --then they -(TM)ll be up on the fundraiser website at the end of the day. - Rayna paused for the first time. -Okay, who wants to be first? - No one was surprised when it was Jacob. He stepped into the backdrop area as the full stage lights came on. Every glistening sweat drop on his body was visible. All the wrinkles and scars were visible too. His first pose was his most modest, he absolutely used his helmet to cover his dick, but his second pose left nothing to the imagination, he set the helmet down and crouched, legs open right behind it. He winked at Rayna as she and the other three photographers snapped their photos. -Last pose, - She called. Jacob stood and put the helmet on. He struck a pose like a quarterback getting ready to throw the ball. Mandy shouted out from the photo -(TM)s sidelines -You -(TM)re a running back Jacob, not the quarterback. - -Acting! - Jacob -(TM)s voice muffled in the helmet called back. -Acting. - There was general laughter among the photographers and the other students alike. The atmosphere was a little softer now. It wasn -(TM)t everyone just milling about naked and not knowing what to do with themselves or their bodies. The group had a purpose. The students were considering their poses more fervently now. Mandy took the second slot as Mr. Elba left the room to get the office to make the announcement about the photos to the other Drama Club Students. Jacob stood off to the side as Mandy dropped her panties to the floor, covered her tits with one arm, and her pussy with the other hand. Her face took on a shocked expression as the cameras clicked and whirred. She picked up her panties for the second pose and turned her back to the camera, tossing them in the air so they fell down in front of her back. -I hope you get those panties falling, I think that would be a cool shot, - she stated with her back still turned. -Do it again, - Rayna instructed Mandy. -To make sure we did --but give us a smile over your shoulder as you do it. We -(TM)d love to see that. - Jenna made a mental note that the cameras never stopped shooting as Mandy turned around, bent down picked up the panties and turned again, executing the same maneuver with the extra as requested. -Let -(TM)s do it one more time, okay? - Rayna asked --and Mandy did it all over again. She turned to face the photographers with her long blonde hair bouncing around her ample breasts. Jenna figured Mandy to be at least a 36D. She was still tanned in many places, but pale as a ghost in her bathing suit area. Mandy definitely looked like she waxed, so her pussy was on full display when she crouched down to pick up her panties. Turning her back to the cameras once more, her bubble butt was smooth and prominent on her 5ft body. Small and curvy were good words to describe Mandy, Jenna thought. The panties went up into the air and Mandy -(TM)s face turned towards the camera, with a huge smile pulling from ear to ear. She was enjoying it. Perhaps not as much as Jacob, but she was. Jenna wasn -(TM)t shocked, but there was a part of her that felt off about all of this. The concept she had lobbied for was not nudes, but teasing shots. While Mandy -(TM)s were far more teasing than Jacob -(TM)s were, Jenna was positive beyond a doubt that the photos posted would be full nudes. This was confirmed dramatically when Steven came running to take the third session. During Mandy -(TM)s shoot, he -(TM)d gone back to the dressing rooms and got rid of his hat. He had zero clothes as he stepped into the backdrop area. -Can my first pose be a profile? - Steven asked, wanting to show off his length. -Sure, - answered Rayna. The cameras were already shooting. Steven -(TM)s second pose? He turned front towards the camera and grabbed his dick with both hands pretending it was a fire hose. Jenna looked at Rayna, hoping she -(TM)d put a stop to it, but she didn -(TM)t. These shots --well, Jenna was nervous about nudes, but this was becoming full on pornography. Steven -(TM)s final pose was turning away from the camera and bending down. Rayna shouted to him almost joyfully, -Spread your legs a little. - Which he did. After a few shots, Rayna waved him off and told the first three that they could go get dressed. Claire, one of the Senior Drama 2 students stepped up for her photos. She held her bookbag in front of her. She was a petite girl with a-cup breasts. Not anorexic, but on the skinnier side. She didn -(TM)t shave, but she did trim. The bush she had was dark brown and full, unlike her short hair which was a much lighter brown. She actually seemed nervous and the way she was holding her bookbag helped to cover most of her. Jenna was glad to see a little modesty again. The second pose Clair went for was with her bag at her feet, she was crouching. One arm covered her tits, while the bag itself covered her more opened crotch area. The boy photographers continued shooting, but moved a bit to see more. Trying to get shots that showed more than Claire may have wanted too. Jenna spoke up at this, -Hey, guys, shoot what she gives you --okay? - Rayna didn -(TM)t back Jenna up. Choosing to just move things forward. -Final pose, Claire. Can you give us one from behind? - Claire stood, tentatively, turning her back to the photographers and bringing her bookbag up to her shoulders. Her naked but was clearly visible under the bag. -Can you give us a look back over your shoulder? - Rayna asked. Claire complied, with much less of a smile than Mandy did. -Spread your legs a little more, - the photography student asked. Jenna said -No. - Which silenced the cameras for the first time. She stepped out onto the backdrop area and encouraged Claire to go get dressed, they -(TM)d gotten enough. Claire -(TM)s look was one of gratitude for Jenna stepping up to help. -Okay, Jenna. You -(TM)re next then. - Rayna said. The cameras already starting as soon as Claire cleared the posing area. Jenna was caught. They were already taking pictures as she quickly tried to cover up. One arm over her breasts, one hand down below. She turned around to protect her body, giving only her ass to the photographers. Rayna asked for Jenna to turn her face, but the model just shook her head no. -Final pose then, - called the student behind the camera, as Jenna slipped down to the floor, trying to turn and ball herself up in a way that didn -(TM)t reveal anything. She was hoping a coy picture that showed off her legs, revealed she was naked but not showing any of that nudity. -Can you open your legs a little? - Asked Deshawn, one of the other photography students. Jenna only shook her head no. As she sat there, in the blinding lights, in the nude with cameras whirring. She sensed the difference between being naked and being viewed naked; between the act of doing something in the moment and the knowledge that it was being captured forever. When she walked onto the stage and joined the others on the stage, she had agency about her --but here, now, in the eyes of the cameras and the photographers --she wasn -(TM)t her anymore. She wasn -(TM)t able to make her own decisions. She had to give something similar to what others gave --she had to take direction from other people. Yes. This was like acting. That was familiar to her. It made sense. But -- but this was different. She was ready to be nude. She had practiced at home. She took comfort that she wasn -(TM)t alone. --but this exercise was not of her choosing. She wasn -(TM)t able to control what they saw, what they shot, what they filmed -- she was only a model. This isn -(TM)t what she agreed too. --and she knew she wasn -(TM)t alone in this feeling. The school -(TM)s intercom came on, and Principal McGuffin -(TM)s voice started speaking. -Good afternoon, Kentucky Fighting Chickens. Please pardon the interruption teachers and staff. - He paused. -Students participating in the fundraiser need to head to the drama room during lunch or next period in order to have some pre-event photos taken. Mr. Elba will explain when you get there. - The Intercom cut off, and Rayna was speaking now. -Okay, Jenna. We -(TM)re done. Go get dressed now. - Jenna absently stood up, almost fully facing the cameras again in just her mismatched socks. Deshawn and the other photographers were still snapping shots --as she stepped off the backdrop area. Cassie, a new freshman Drama 1 student, was being pushed into the modeling zone against her will. Jenna could only watch. She should have been stronger. She should have protected these kids better -- but there was nothing she could do now. This period was almost over and 40 or more other kids were going to come down and get blindsided. She couldn -(TM)t help them all the way she -(TM)d protected Claire. She was helpless to prevent them feeling the way she did now. Jenna looked at the other students waiting. The boys like Eric and the girls like Ariana. Nervous. Naked in front of their peers for the first time and about to be exposed in a way they hadn -(TM)t expected when they woke up this morning. Her heart broke -- She walked right across the backdrop area, forcing a halt to Cassie's shoot, to get to the kids --and touched the shoulders of all the ones she could as she made her way back to the drama room to get dressed. All could she say to them was -Sorry. - Over and over again with tears welling up in her eyes. As she pulled on her skirt and shirt, she vowed her revenge on Mr. Elba. Not for the fundraiser --but these damn pictures. She didn -(TM)t know how or when she -(TM)d get her revenge on him, but she would. She just couldn -(TM)t think of that right now. Right now, as she pulled out Lauren -(TM)s phone from the hiding spot she made for it, she had other people to get revenge on.