So for this unit we had swimming. I was in a sexy bikini (we can wear them now) as was Kelsey. Guys were getting hard looking at us. I keep managing t...o somehow not show my stick around at this point. I was lucky. I gym as the last class of the day. For this we have to take showers. My gym teacher always keeps the locker room open to showering if we don't have time. For me, I wait until after school to take mine. Kelsey was coming over to my house that night so we decided to wait until class. “You remember what happened at the briefing, don’t you?” Hill asked. “He can probably still do the same thing again. If we piss him off, he is just mean enough to turn a couple of hundred of those Grroz loose there at Langley; like he threatened to do,” Hill reminded him.“All right, I’ll see about getting permission for the money, but I’m going to have to call the Director for that and to get you some more help. We can probably get some military assistance for you from units out there. The. . when I led Grace out on the floor ... the misogynists laughed ... and trapped flies. It helped that she bounced out of her bodice a couple three times.“Grace,” I whispered in her shell like ear, “When did you get boobs?”“Two weeks ago, when you asked me,” she grinned. “Lansing has a great plastic surgeon.”“Never tell me your ass is plastic, too.” I said ... that would be a travesty.Grace kept dancing.“Well?”“Well, what?”“Is it or not?”“What?”“Plastic.”She kept dancing.Back at our assigned. Her skirt twirled and she sauntered down the aisle. I watched through the books as she turned the corner, her hand, again, caressing the corner of the bookshelf. She lightly placed the book atop a stack at the end.It was darker still around the next corner. I stole a good strong choke on my cock and pushed it around to find more room.I moved toward the very back of the store. The ceiling was much lower and a single lamp left on the floor shed light down the aisle, books s**ttered about, some in.