This choice: A group of students and a female professor discover Ally swimming • Go Back...Chapter #4A group of students and a female professor disc... by: Unknown Allie stepped in deeper, and allowed herself to float in the cool water. It lapped gently at her thighs and shoulders. The sun was warm on her face and breasts. Ally shut her eyes and listened to the birds and the breeze in the leaves. She lost track of time.
A shadow crossed Allie's closed eyelids, and she was startled out of her reverie. Four shapes stoode at the edge of the pool, looking at her. Allie was horrified, she changed postion so she was treading water, though she knew that they must have seen her already. She had no idea how long they'd been standing there.
As her eyes adjusted to the light, Allie could see that all four figures were women, and that she recognized one; it was Dr. Reynolds, who taught her Biology survey course. The other three were all just a little older than Allie, and carried butterfly nets and messenger bags. They must be Dr. Reynold's graduate students. Allie relaxed a little. It could have been so much worse.
Before Allie could say anything, Dr. Reynolds turned to one of the grad students and said, "It looks like we've found a much better specemin than we expected." The student, a short, slim girl with brown hair in a pony tail, grinned and nodded enthusiastically.
Dr. Reynolds reached over and collected Allie's clothes from the bush, rolling them into a bundle. Then she called to Allie, "Get out of the water!"
Allie was surprised, and hesitated at the idea of showing herself in front of the group. Sure, she'd changed in the lockerroom before, but this just felt...different. The short girl was looking hard at Allie, and the others were all gathered around in a way that seemed, menacing. Unfortunately, the steep banks on three sides of the pool meant there was only one way out, and anyway, Dr. Reynolds had her clothes. Slowly, Allie paddled to the edge and stood, trying to cover as much of ther body as she could with her arms. Dr. Reynolds smiled and beckoned her out of the water. Slowly, she complied.
Allie could see all four of them now, Dr. Reynolds, tall and slender, with short hair and a flat chest, wearing tiny, greenish sunglasses; a tall, curvy blond, who hadn't bothered to pull her hair back for her hike, and whose body was clearly discernable through the outdoor nylon she was wearing; a readhead, freckled by the sun and wearing a mischevious grin; and the short brunette, who Allie realized had moved behind her and was blocking her return to the water. She was surrounded.
Dr. Reynolds gave her a frank, appraising look up and down before turning to the blonde. "What do you observe about our new specemin, Richards?"
Allie coughed, "Dr. Reynolds, I'm sorry, could I -" Reynolds silenced her with a raised hand.
Richards, the blonde, spoke to Reynolds as if Allie was not there, "The specemin appears to be an excellent example of the Homo sapiens female, about 19 or 20 years old, and in excellent physical condition."
Reynolds nodded in approval. Allie opened her mouth to speak again, but was silenced by another of the professor's sharp looks. Allie had never felt so exposed before in her life. She could feel beads of sweat on her forhead, and running down her neck, between her breasts.
Reynolds turned to the redhead and held up Allie's thong, "What does this tell you about our specemin, Thompson?"
Thompson took the panties and held them up clinically, "Simple coloring, fairly conservative cut, our subject is a bookworm, who works hard. But it is still a thong, Dr. Reynolds, so I believe that our subject is also a whore." Thompson lifted Allie's undies to her nose and inhaled deeply, "And a tasty one, I think."
Allie was stunned. She'd never seen anything so brazen before, and had certainly never been called a whore to her face. She felt a flush rising in her face, and to her surprise, dampness in her womanhood. She was breathing hard, and realized that she had let her right arm slip, and both her breasts were in plain sight.
"Walters," Dr. Reynolds said over Allie's shoulder to the brunette, "What do you think we should do with our new subject?"
Without answering, Walters stepped up behind Allie and seized her hair.
What will they do?
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