Today must be an amazing day. We will be released from school earlier than usual, and I will have to run to the gym on which my further career in figure skating will depend. It was on this day that they appointed me to watch my quick program, all the eighteen-year-old girls of our ice arena will participate there. This is my last chance to get into the best sports school area.

On this day, I should look as good as possible. Peering into my closet, I took out a happy skirt, it was a bit short, because I wear it from the 9th grade, but it was in it that all the most joyful events in my life took place, so such an insignificant fact as the length did not affect my decision. Taking out the measuring tape, I began to measure their volumes. Everything must fit the parameters, otherwise the slightest mistake can deprive me of the dreams of my life. Chest and hips exceeded the norm by as much as ten centimeters. I terribly did not like my figure, well, absolutely it is not intended for such a sport, but genetics cannot be corrected. The narrow waist stood out vividly against the lush thighs and chest. Oh, they didn’t like judges of busty girls and how often they were denied them. I ran my hand over my body, lightly touching the mole on my waist, biting my lower lip and swallowing saliva that had accumulated due to excitement, went down a little lower, closer to the panties with rabbits ...

“Anya, my dad and I will take you, get dressed quicker,” Mom suddenly burst into the room.
“Yes, of course, almost ready,” having sharply straightened my arm and blushing considerably, I grabbed my tights and began to pull them over my hips. Stupid school uniform, blue blouse with a school emblem and a jacket of strict cut always hampered my movement. It was enough to turn the wrong way and the shirt was always bristling from the skirt.
- Anna, well, short, you do not see? Put on another, - mom crossed her arms over her chest and pointedly showed her skirt.
“Well, she’s happy, you forgot, and even if you don’t bend down so much,” I grabbed my backpack and put on ballet shoes on the run, ran out of the apartment.

***
School day passed very quickly. There remained the last lesson of physics. The subject was led by a tedious man of about forty-five with considerable gray hair in thick brown hair and sweat on his forehead from tension during the presentation of the lesson theme. I hated all these formulas and waited for the call for the break with every second. I always sat on the last desk next to my neighbor Makarov, who today decided to freak me out by poking my shoulder with a ballpoint pen. Waving it aside, I did not tear myself away from my notebook, drawing another abstract picture there, which had absolutely no meaning.

“Can't anything distract you from your pictures?” - Makarov whispered in my ear, not having received even a hint of an answer from me, he began to poke me in the leg with a vengeance, again without waiting for a response, he put his hand on my hip. I shivered sharply and looked at him with incomprehensibility.
“Well, finally, not to reach you,” Makarov broke into a victorious smile.
- What do you want? - I felt a huge awkwardness because of such a long delay on my leg.
“You're so different today,” a neighbor's eyes flashed waryly.
- What? - unable to bear it, I tried to remove his hand myself, but he only squeezed my thigh more.
Instead of answering, Makarov began driving along my leg. I immediately burst into a red blush and let go of my eyes.
- Why are you blushing? - he whispered sarcastically.

“Stop it,” I straightened my leg again and pushed his hand away with force and again failed. The guy just grinned and continued to describe the circles on my hip, trying to look into my eyes and find out my feelings.Suddenly, his hand squeezed my skin so tightly that through my pantyhose I saw a red print of his fingers. He forcefully pushed my leg back to distance, but I immediately squeezed both legs and looked into his eyes with malice. He just smiled and approached the lower abdomen. Stroking his fingertips, he slowly went down. The skirt prevented him from doing what he wanted, therefore, he didn’t do little things, he pulled her up. I resisted as best I could, so as not to attract the attention of other students. It was useless to move his hands away, now and then they returned to the same place. His movements with his hands were very persistent, but when he realized that I had ceased to resist, I began to gently approach my panties.

Spreading my legs a bit, he began to stroke the inner side of the thigh, now and then touching the panties with his thumb a little. He realized that he had achieved what he wanted. My breathing became heavy, and my legs parted a little more. Below the abdomen was incredibly pull, and blood poured to the nipples. It was getting harder to breathe. Makarov’s hand was already stroking the pubis and gradually descending lower and lower. Reaching the most important, he strengthened his movement and began to move faster. I did not expect this, so my moisture immediately soaked all the tights. I was more and more biting my lip, pleasure was spreading over my body, I wanted more and faster, it seemed the guy heard my feelings and increased the pace. Air ceased to be enough, it became very hot. The guy, emboldened, began to penetrate my virgin hole, and I automatically covered his pace, crouching deeper and deeper. Heat spread all over my body, I wanted to moan, but I obstinately squeezed my lips and forced myself to be silent. The young man, deciding that one finger would not be enough, took advantage of three at once. I screamed in surprise and ..

- Vasilyeva and Makarov, what is happening there? Anna, quickly to the blackboard, - Victor Nikolayevich, having heard my moan, turned to the class.

I, dying in fear, looked at the guy who, in turn, shrugged, slowly got up from her seat and moved towards the board. Up to the board itself, two more steps had to be overcome, since it was located at the level of the teacher’s bed and separated by a huge old wardrobe table, which completely covered the view below my chest for the whole class, but not for the teacher.

“That you are so slow, come on quickly, here’s your chalk, complete the task on the board,” he shoved the chalk into my hands, and I, in turn, tried to delve into the writing. It turned out badly, I added the word “solution”, drew a diagram and fell into a stupor. I completely missed half the lesson and have no idea how to solve this problem. After three minutes of silence, the teacher looked up at me, raised his glasses and made a questioning expression on his face. I almost always responded perfectly to the board to the best of quick ingenuity and simplicity of examples. Therefore, my teacher was extremely surprised by my stupor.

- Have you not listened to the topic? Why are you silent?
- I just did not understand and do not know how to proceed further in this task.

Viktor Nikolayevich frowned, then skillfully wrote out a swan in the magazine, muttered something like “you will correct in the next lesson” and with a wave of his hand in the direction of my workplace, I waited for me to make room at the blackboard. Feeling terrible awkwardness and anger at myself, I quickly put the chalk and turned sharply to go to my place, but even then there wasn’t an incident, without noticing a pile of notebooks, I dropped them to the floor with a crash. With a crimson face, I leaned over to pick them up. Putting the cause of my awkwardness in place, I turned around to apologize to Viktor Nikolayevich. Teacher, instantly turning red, without looking away, he looked at my skirt.I wanted to fall through the ground, I completely forgot that today I put on a happy skirt! He saw not only everything under her, but also a wet spot with draining stains from intense arousal. I, cursing everything in the world, sat down in my place and struck Makarova as far as my strength allowed.

***
Already, pulling my backpack, I was heading for the exit from school. No situation could spoil my mood, so having smiled to myself, I confidently pulled the wooden door towards me.

- Vasilyeva, wait, ...