C. K. Ralston

Turning on her teachers

CHAPTER ONE

Ginger Foley was out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. The tall, slender brunette headed for her locker as quickly as her long, sleekly-turned legs would carry her there, looking neither left nor right.

God, I hope I'm not blushing as much as I think I am! the girl told herself. She had been enrolled in sex education classes for five years now, but the others had all been like a church social compared to the one she had just left! They had all used diagrams, drawings, models, dry, non-descriptive, non-inflammatory language.

In short, they had been nothing at all like Miss Caldwell's class! The group discussion and illustrated lecture seminar Ginger had just left reminded the prudish teenager of a girls' pajama party – one held for the loosest girls in the class!

Throwing her other books in the locker, Ginger took out a notebook and her shorthand text, keeping her sex education manual with her. Miss Caldwell always assigned at least a chapter of homework, and this weekend was no exception.

"Hi, Ginger! Going on the big ski outing over the break?"

Ginger's knees grew weak. She recognized the boy's voice before she turned around. It was Todd Martin, one of the best looking, most muscular studs in her class. He kind of had a thing for her, but she didn't know whether to encourage him or not.

"Oh, uh, Todd!" Ginger smiled awkwardly, trying to get her sex education text buried beneath her other books as she turned around. "I… uh, don't know if my folks will let me go on the ski trip or not. I haven't had the courage to ask them yet, they're pretty strict you know."

"So I hear, every time I ask you out and you tell me you don't date yet!" Todd laughed. He was a tall boy, well built, with long, wavy black hair and an easy grin that showed acres of flashing, perfect white teeth.

"Well, maybe we'll see each other on the trip," Ginger tried to sound encouraging – but not too encouraging. "That'd be almost like a date, right?"