Jenna watched the reaction of the class as they stared at her breasts. She felt another twinge pass through her loin and wondered what caused it. She could hardly breathe as she stood in front of her class with her hands cuffed behind her back and topless. Her mind played games with her as she knew in her mind that this was wrong, but she kept telling herself it was all in the name of education.
Jenna's heart almost stopped when she heard the officer ask the girls if they wanted to help get her skirt off. Before she could even formulate a protest in her mind, girls were tugging at the hem of her skirt as it seesawed down her hips. Jenna gasped and held her breath when she looked down and saw the top of her pubic hair emerging from above the waistband.
