Naked in School - Tom’S Troubles

Naked in School - Tom’s Troubles This is the final tale in the saga of Kevin and Denise, where the women are strong and the men are good looking and of course, all of the kids are way, way above average. Tom has a life- changing experience as a little boy. He has no memory of this, but when he’s selected for the Program, all hell breaks loose. Reading the three earlier stories in this series first will provide needed context; also there are spoilers to the prior tales in this story. This story is published as adult entertainment and contains material of an explicit, sexual nature. If such materials offend you, please do not read any further. All characters and events portrayed in this story are completely fictional; any semblance to real people or events is entirely coincidental. The author does not necessarily endorse any of the activities described. This story may not be reproduced or published in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. Copyright © 2020 Seems Ndenyal. All Rights Reserved. Naked in School Tom’s Troubles Naked in School - Tom’s Troubles Chapter 1 “Okay, kids, here we are,” Angela Armstrong said to her children as she turned her car into the drive leading to the visitors’ parking area of their new school. “Remember, your counselor at St. George’s in Munich told us this new school shouldn’t be much different from St. George’s School. They used the British system in Munich. So are you excited about starting in another new school—in yet another new country?” “Yeah, Mom,” chorused both Tom and Lynette. “Mo-o-o-om, that’s so lame,” giggled Lynette. “That’s exactly what you asked us this time last year when we moved to Munich and started at St. George’s there!” The siblings looked at each other and grinned as Tom bumped her shoulder with his. “I keep bringing this up; but I wish Andrew was going here too, though,” Tom said. “I’ll miss seeing him around school.” “Yeah, I know,” Angela sighed. “I know how close you two are... but you saw Woodhouse College, his new school, when we passed it just down the road—you’ll see him every day at home anyway.” Tom recalled the discussion his family had about their school plans when it became time to arrange their move to London. As part of their planning, the parents wanted their kids to go to good schools, so they looked for those with good reputations for Andrew, 18 years old, and for Tom and Lynette, who were both 15, and found two schools in the East Finchley area of London which met their approval. Tom had asked his dad, Duncan, during their planning, “Why does Andrew have to go to a different school from me, Dad? He’s still in high school, right?” “Well, Andrew’s going into his year 13 now,” his dad had answered. “His new school is called a college and it’s just for kids 18 and 19, they don’t have the lower grades. Besides, if we still lived in Canada, he’d be going away to a university now, so he wouldn’t have been in your school then either. Your new school is supposed to be a good one too; it’s why we’re letting a house nearby, but it doesn’t have Andrew’s grade—when the kids from our area finish your new school, they usually go to Woodhouse.” Tom’s thoughts returned to the present as his mom was still speaking about Andrew’s school. “When kids from a college like Woodhouse finish their senior year—oops, they’re not high school seniors here, the top grade’s called ‘sixth form’; I still can’t get used to the differences in how the school grades work in England—they’re different from Canada... and from Germany too—when Andrew finishes there, he’ll go on to university.” They left the car and started walking to the building; lots of kids were streaming through the 2 Naked in School Tom’s Troubles entrance doors. ~~~~ Tom and Lynette Armstrong were step-siblings. They were the same age, almost to the day, and both were 15 years old now. They were Canadian natives and had lived in Canada for the first thirteen years of their lives; then their father Duncan’s job in international finance had taken the family first to Munich, Germany for a year, and now the family had moved to London, England, for Duncan’s management job with the bank’s international division. Tom physically took after his dad. Duncan was 6 feet 4 inches tall and had played guard in college basketball in Canada where he had become an All-Canadian collegiate athlete in his senior year. Now at age 15, Tom was 6 feet tall, weighed 172 pounds, and was still growing, very much on track to eventually reach his father’s stature. Tom loved bicycling and distance running and was good at both, frequently accompanying his dad or his older brother Andrew on their runs and bike rides. About a year before the family had moved to Germany, Andrew had begun a strength and endurance training regime when he started playing league soccer in Toronto and he had gotten Tom to begin working out with him, hoping that Tom would like soccer too and start playing, but Tom didn’t much care for the sport. He did like the pumped feeling that weight- lifting gave him, though, so he had kept up with it. Lynette was 5 feet 5 inches and weighed about 115 pounds and next to her step-brother, she looked tiny, but her body had matured nicely and she had a narrow waist, a B-cup bust, and long sleek legs, toned by years of her own running and biking. The two were not only step-siblings, they were also each other’s best friends. The children had met when Duncan and Angela, Lynette’s mother, had begun dating and Tom and Lynette had been instantly attracted to each other; they discovered that they liked the same music groups, movies, books, even school, just about everything. That’s when Lynette began organizing Tom’s life and he loved having her do it. He thought she was so cool because she always considered his own wants before her own. It was sibling rivalry turned on its head—the two competed to outdo each other in how well they looked after and treated each other. ~~~~ As the three of them walked to the school office, Tom was thinking as he watched the kids flowing around him and his sister. “Yeah, Mom said ‘new year, new school, new country.’ At least this time we don’t have to learn a new language too. Good thing that the classes at St. George’s were mostly in English, though,” he mused and Lynette grinned and nodded at his comment. The family had lived in Munich for a year, after all, so they did learn to speak German—not like natives, understandably, but after a year, their German was more than passable. And being Canadian, they had also learned French—the Québécois version, anyway, and were fluent in that language. At the office, Angela dropped off the folders with Tom’s and Lynette’s school records from their 3 Naked in School Tom’s Troubles prior schools, got receipts for the documents, and then she was asked to fill out a few additional forms. When she finished, the office supervisor told them that the children would need to see the counselor for some final items, but the counselor wasn’t currently available because of a family matter. “But you’re both okay to begin classes,” the lady told them, “Here are your class schedules. Your files show that St. George’s sent your class information ahead; that let us assign your classes beforehand, didn’t it.” She finished her instructions. “The two of you will be called by the counselor next week, perhaps on the Tuesday, you’ll see. Meanwhile, today is just for orientation. You’ll go to your home room first and then go to each of your next classes every fifteen minutes to meet your teachers and get your class materials. First day of classes is on Monday. On the Monday, go to home room first, then as well there’s an assembly right after that. Any questions?” None of them had a question so they left the office. Then after saying goodbye to their mother, Tom and Lynette compared their schedules. “Cool!” Lynette laughed. “We got the same schedule again, just like last year.” “Yeah,” Tom grinned. “Like they think we’re twins, right? Just look at us... we look so much like each other!” Lynette giggled and slapped his shoulder. “I don’t think anyone will understand how we’re not twins. Same dark blonde hair, same name, almost same birthday.” “Yeah. Two days apart. Mom had a real...l...l...ly long labor?” Tom spread his arms. They both laughed. The two went to their home room class and spent the rest of the day in a whirlwind of quick getting-to-know-you classes, the periods so short that they had little time to speak with, let alone introduce themselves to any of the other kids. ~~~~ On Monday the siblings rode their bikes to school. Tom loved riding, but glancing over at him, Lynette noticed a thoughtful look on his face.

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