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As the clapping stopped Mr Batelli said, “Today we are going to talk about the female body, and what you need to know for sex education.” He said as he pointed at me. “Go ahead and take off your sweatshirt Lena.” He said as he walked around the desk. I was not sure if I heard what he said correctly so I did not move at all. I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around what I thought I heard. There was no way that I was going to take my shirt off in front of everyone in class. Who would tell someone to do that? How is that ok? Why has no one else said anything? Everyone just sat there staring at me as I was trying to teen decipher what was going on. “Lena, did you hear me?” He said in a very matter of fact voice. “I…. I’m not sure sir.” I said hoping to hear something else come out of his mouth. “Take off your shirt and lay it on my desk.” Without question the words came out of his mouth. No one responded at all as if this was normal. I could not quite believe what was going on. The silence in the room was too much for me to take and it made me feel as though I was in the wrong. Without being able to explain why I did it I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulled it up above me head. All I was wearing that day was a sweatshirt with a bra, so this exposed the majority of my torso to the whole world. I lowered the shirt and placed it on Mr Batelli’s desk. “Perfect.” He said as he walked back around with a permanent marker in his hand. He placed my hands behind my back and knelt in front of me but still looking at the class. He started his lesson about the ovaries and fallopian tubes again. I felt the cold tip of the felt marker on my stomach as he was literally drawing the reproductive organs on my skin as he was teaching. He explained how “Most eggs are fertilized by sperm while still in the fallopian tube. The fertilized egg then travels down the fallopian tube into the uterus.” I was still frozen in embarrassment and could not believe what was happening. He was moving from side to side while drawing, and occasionally switching colors so as to make the illustration easier to see and understand. I was wearing a nightshirt and panties. Sometimes on the dance floor Mary would reach out and whisper in a friend's ear and when the woman would look in disbelief would take her hand and place it under Julie's skirt to prove she was telling the truth. Ephus relayed. I unbuckle my belt and lower my pants until I get my soaring erection out. Her phone chirped announcing a text. I said I don't know about the others but I'm going to get a shower and go to bed. "I should wash this off," Laura said self-consciously. "I already know Martin . . . “Yes sorry about that. “She has a bit of a crush on you, you know.” Suddenly it came into her mind and she picks me up taking me to a chair that was nearby. 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