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											| Meyer's College, a Div. of Southeastern University (Part 04) 
 By: The Cape Cod Beach Bum
 
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 OUR FIRST CLASS
 Dr. Amy Thompson strolled into the recreation/TV room and glanced
 around at her class.
 
 "Good evening.  I'm glad everyone remembered to come."
 
 Laughter.
 
 "At least we're off to a good start.  I wanted to meet with you tonight
 for a sort of a 'break the ice session'.  I realize that most of you
 have met at least a few of your fellow classmates over the course of
 the day, but we think a more structured introduction is in order here."
 
 "You are each going to introduce yourselves.  As I call your name, come
 up, turn all the way around once, place your hands behind your back,
 and tell us a little about yourself."
 
 "Michael, would you please start us off tonight? "
 
 Michael walked to the front of the room next to Dr. Thompson, turned
 around as requested, placed his hands behind his back, and began.
 
 "Hi, I'm Michael Russo.  I'm a freshman Business major, and plan to
 minor in Pre-Law.  I'll be the starting quarterback for the Rebel's JV
 football team this year, and hope to get some varsity playing time as
 well.  My hometown is Dallas, Texas.  I'm the youngest child in our
 family, and have four sisters. Even though I've received a full athletic
 scholarship, I also have a part time job at the Junior High School,
 assisting their football coach, to cover my other expenses."
 
 "Thank you, Michael, for your introduction, but I have a few other
 questions for you.  How  are you? "
 
 "I'm 18.  My birthday was just last week."
 
 "Very good.  How  were you the first time you had intercourse?  Also,
 who was it with?  A girlfriend?  A relative?  A friend?  A prostitute?
 Please be specific without naming names please."
 
 "I was 15, and it was with a friend of one of my sisters."
 
 "How often do you masturbate?  And when did you first do it? "
 
 "I don't know, Amy, I really don't do it very often.  I guess I was
 probably around 13 the first time I did it though."
 
 Thank you again, Michael, you can be seated."
 
 "Linda, it's your turn."
 
 Linda stepped forward, turned around, placed her hands behind her back,
 and faced the class.
 
 "My name's Linda Simpson.  I'm also a freshman.  My major is in History,
 and I plan on continuing on to obtain my Masters in Education.   My
 dream is to teach at the High School level after graduation.  I'm an only
 child, from a small town south of Boston, where my  is Pastor of
 our local Church.  I've taught Sunday School there for the past two
 years.  That's where I discovered I had a love of teaching."
 
 "Okay, Linda, same questions as Michael.  When did you first have
 intercourse?  Who with?  How often do you masturbate?  When was the
 first time you did? "
 
 Blushing Linda admitted, "I'm still a virgin, I first started
 masturbating when I was about eleven or twelve, and I do it usually
 about once a day." her face getting an even deeper shade of red.
 
 Amy continued calling of each of them, alternating between the  and
 girls, until she came to Billy.  Billy stood, walked to the front of
 the room, put his arms behind his back, and did a pirouette.
 
 "Hey y'all.  My name's Billy Wilson.  I'm from Macon, GA., where my
 parents own a grocery store.  I haven't declared a major as yet, but I'm
 thinking about Sport's Medicine, seeing as how I play football and all.
 I'm a fullback on both the JV and varsity teams.  And before y'all ask,
 I'm an only child.  I lost my cherry to a neighborhood chick down by the
 creek.  She was 14, I was 12.  Seems to me I musta been born
 masturbating, and do it all the time!"
 
 With that, the whole class broke up.  Even Dr. Thompson joined in the
 laughter.  Soon it was Kelly's turn in front of the class.
 
 "Good evening, everyone.  My name's Kelly O'Rourke.  I'm an only child,
 from a small town in upstate New York.  Like most everyone else, I'm
 also a freshman.  My major will be Psychology.  I'm a virgin and I've
 never masturbated."
 
 Amy looked at her rather skeptically, "You've never masturbated?  Not
 even ONCE?  What did you do after you returned home, from a heavy
 make-out session on a date, to relieve your tension? "
 
 Kelly replied ashamedly, "I've never been out on a date with a boy."
 
 Shocked, Amy replied softly, "I'm sorry, Kelly.  Please forgive me my
 insensitivity.  I honestly didn't know.  I certainly didn't mean to
 embarrass you."
 
 "It' okay.  It's probably why  and Dad want me to be here."
 
 "I think you're right, Kelly, and I think you'll do just fine."
 
 Soon, all the students had taken their turns introducing themselves
 except Peter and Keiko.  Peter rose from his chair, and strode to the
 front of the room.
 
 "I guess it's my turn.  My name's Peter Tardonico, from White Plains,
 New York.  I'm the oldest in the family, with one  and two
 sisters.  Thank God I was offered a scholarship to come here, I needed
 to get away from the little brats!  I'm on the swim team, and my major
 is Pre-law.  I'm sort of a preppy nerd, who went to an all  High
 School, so I didn't lose my virginity until a couple of weeks ago. It
 was a kind of mercy killing, a cousin of mine didn't want me to go off
 to  still cherry, so she took it.  Oh, and yeah, I almost forgot.
 I guess I  3 or 4 times a week or so.  I can't remember when I
 first started doing it, but it must have been a long time ago!"
 
 Shaking her head Amy replied, "Peter, your timing and sense of humor
 will do you well in the Courtroom.  Last, but certainly not least,
 Keiko, come up front and introduce yourself to everyone."
 
 My name is Keiko Mitsumi, I'm from Tokyo, Japan.  My Father, Momma and
 I moved to the San Francisco two years ago.  I have no brothers or sisters.
 My major is Economics.  My Momma sent me here to learn the new American
 ways of doing things.  I am also a virgin, but I like the feel of the
 water jet in the hot tub; the way it hits my body.  Amy, is that
 masturbation?  If I don't use my hands? "
 
 Amy smiled.  "Yes, Keiko, that is also a form of masturbation.  You'll
 learn many others here very shortly."
 
 "Thank you all for sharing with us tonight."
 
 "Your grade in this class, as I mentioned earlier, will be based solely
 upon your participation in class and related outside assignments.  You
 will each begin and maintain a Daily Journal, detailing your experiences
 while in the program, your reactions, and the reactions of others to
 those experiences."
 
 "It will serve two purposes.  First, it will facilitate our evaluations
 of you, your growth, and The Program in general.  However its' primary
 function, will be serving as a permanent record of your growth and your
 experiences, for you to reference later in life.  It is our wish that
 The Program will be only the first step, in a life long quest for that
 growth and knowledge."
 
 "With that said, your first assignment will be to remain nude at ALL
 TIMES until after Monday's class.  Any questions?"
 
 Michael quickly raised his hand and spoke up, "Dr. Thompson, I mean,
 Amy?  Billy and I have a problem.  You told us we were not to let the
 requirements of The Program interfere with our other responsibilities
 and obligations?"
 
 "That is correct."
 
 "Billy and I have football practice tomorrow and Monday.  We can't
 practice in the nude, it would be dangerous.  We could get seriously
 injured if we did."
 
 "That brings up a very valid point.  The requirements of The Program are
 not to interfere with the requirements of your other responsibilities,
 but neither are they intended to place you at personal physical risk
 while performing those activities."
 
 "We hope that you will always act prudently and responsibly, now and in
 your future life.  If common sense dictates that you take certain safety
 precautions, it is your responsibility to yourself and others to do so."
 
 "For example, we are not suggesting that you attend a Chemistry Lab,
 without the proper attire. (ei: lab coat and protective apron)"
 
 "I agree with you, there is a definite risk of personal injury, if you
 participate in football practice while nude.  So yes you may. . . no,
 let me rephrase that, you WILL wear your pads, uniforms, and other gear
 during practice. . ..at all times."
 
 "However, to make it fair for everyone, and so no one thinks that I'm
 playing favorites, we'll add a special codicil to YOUR assignments."
 
 "Michael, you and Billy will plan, shop for, and prepare Sunday's dinner
 meal.  You can ask for help from anyone else, in the planning and
 preparation.  We have an account at the supermarket in town, so you
 won't be responsible for the monetary end of it.  But it will be your
 sole responsibilities to do the shopping for the necessary foodstuffs."
 
 "But, we'll be NAKED this weekend!" Billy objected.
 
 Amy agreed softly, "Yes, you will be naked, Billy.  Won't that be fun?"
 
 Stunned, they were not sure about THAT PART of it.  But, they realized
 they had little choice in the matter anyway.  So, they nodded their
 heads in reluctant acceptance of their assignment.
 
 "Class dismissed."
 END OF PART 4
 
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