Daria was in the ladies room again relieving herself before her next class.
She had now adopted the mission of proving Jane wrong on her theory that
everyone masturbated. Except Daria that is.
She looked down to where her skirt covered the sight between her legs and past that to her underwear bunched around her knees. She suddenly realized how that part of her always seemed to be covered and when it wasn't, never for long. Sure she had no real desire to look at it but wasn't it strange that she had never really looked at it? Daria tried to think of a time when she had actually looked down there. She couldn't think of one.
"Is that normal?" she said out loud.
"What?" Jane said from outside the stall.
"Umm.nothing." Daria said.
Daria made sure the door was latched properly. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled back the front of her black skirt revealing more of her thighs. She kept pulling it back until she saw one harsh, brown wisp of hair and yanked it back down. A panicky feeling had lodged itself in her throat, making it hard to breath. She leaned back and took deep breaths until she was calm again.
"Jesus, what is wrong with me?" she asked herself as she stood and pulled her underwear back up.
Jane was waiting for her when she emerged from the stall.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked concerned.
"Yeah, but I'm starting to think I may have some issues," Daria said washing her hands.
Grabbing her heart dramatically, Jane said, "you? Have issues?"
"Oh shut up."
Daria was out the door and away before a stunned Jane could even say anything.
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Daria's next class was Ms. Barch's. Usually the high point of any day for Daria she wasn't sure she was up for Ms. Barch's sexist bashing which only too frequently revolved around sex itself.
Surprisingly the class went rather smoothly with only a few barbs launched at the male "members" in the class. But ten minutes to the bell something strange happened.
"All right! All 'males'," Ms. Barch announced, putting as much contempt into "male" as was humanly possible. "Are excused for the remainder of the class. Us girls have some things to discuss."
All the boys quickly and quietly scampered out of the room and their teacher slammed the door after them.
"All right girls," she began addressing the dozen or so females. "Its time we had a little talk."
"About what?" one girl asked.
"About how men think your body is nothing but a pleasure reciprocal to their elitist prong of global and spiritual destruction!" Ms. Barch declared.
Daria shut her eyes in anguish and thought, 'I really don't need this today!'
"AND," she continued, "you must remember that your body is a sacred thing where in 99% of cases, far too good for any man to lay their slimy, infidelity ridden fingers on! Always remember you can't let your body be polluted by their inherent evil and ability to throw away twenty years of marriage for longer legs and perkier boobs!!!!!!"
Ms. Barch's rant ended with her saying, "its almost better to do something yourself then let someone else fumble around with it in the dark while he is probably thinking of someone else!" Ms. Barch took some breaths to calm herself before she let the class go.
**********************
Jane found Daria leaning against her locker in apparent deep thought.
"Hey!" Jane said a little apprehensive.
"Do you want to make a bet?" Daria asked.
"Umm, sure, on what?"
"If I can prove conclusively that I'm not the only one who never does it then you buy the pizza for a month."
"Whoa! Well, first I don't think you can do it, and second why do you want to make it a bet?"
Daria pushed off her locker and said, "Because I suddenly feel that if I can't prove this, I will go insane. Lets go."
Jane followed her friend and said, "This should be an interesting day!"
She looked down to where her skirt covered the sight between her legs and past that to her underwear bunched around her knees. She suddenly realized how that part of her always seemed to be covered and when it wasn't, never for long. Sure she had no real desire to look at it but wasn't it strange that she had never really looked at it? Daria tried to think of a time when she had actually looked down there. She couldn't think of one.
"Is that normal?" she said out loud.
"What?" Jane said from outside the stall.
"Umm.nothing." Daria said.
Daria made sure the door was latched properly. She took a deep breath and slowly pulled back the front of her black skirt revealing more of her thighs. She kept pulling it back until she saw one harsh, brown wisp of hair and yanked it back down. A panicky feeling had lodged itself in her throat, making it hard to breath. She leaned back and took deep breaths until she was calm again.
"Jesus, what is wrong with me?" she asked herself as she stood and pulled her underwear back up.
Jane was waiting for her when she emerged from the stall.
"Are you okay?" Jane asked concerned.
"Yeah, but I'm starting to think I may have some issues," Daria said washing her hands.
Grabbing her heart dramatically, Jane said, "you? Have issues?"
"Oh shut up."
Daria was out the door and away before a stunned Jane could even say anything.
**********************
Daria's next class was Ms. Barch's. Usually the high point of any day for Daria she wasn't sure she was up for Ms. Barch's sexist bashing which only too frequently revolved around sex itself.
Surprisingly the class went rather smoothly with only a few barbs launched at the male "members" in the class. But ten minutes to the bell something strange happened.
"All right! All 'males'," Ms. Barch announced, putting as much contempt into "male" as was humanly possible. "Are excused for the remainder of the class. Us girls have some things to discuss."
All the boys quickly and quietly scampered out of the room and their teacher slammed the door after them.
"All right girls," she began addressing the dozen or so females. "Its time we had a little talk."
"About what?" one girl asked.
"About how men think your body is nothing but a pleasure reciprocal to their elitist prong of global and spiritual destruction!" Ms. Barch declared.
Daria shut her eyes in anguish and thought, 'I really don't need this today!'
"AND," she continued, "you must remember that your body is a sacred thing where in 99% of cases, far too good for any man to lay their slimy, infidelity ridden fingers on! Always remember you can't let your body be polluted by their inherent evil and ability to throw away twenty years of marriage for longer legs and perkier boobs!!!!!!"
Ms. Barch's rant ended with her saying, "its almost better to do something yourself then let someone else fumble around with it in the dark while he is probably thinking of someone else!" Ms. Barch took some breaths to calm herself before she let the class go.
**********************
Jane found Daria leaning against her locker in apparent deep thought.
"Hey!" Jane said a little apprehensive.
"Do you want to make a bet?" Daria asked.
"Umm, sure, on what?"
"If I can prove conclusively that I'm not the only one who never does it then you buy the pizza for a month."
"Whoa! Well, first I don't think you can do it, and second why do you want to make it a bet?"
Daria pushed off her locker and said, "Because I suddenly feel that if I can't prove this, I will go insane. Lets go."
Jane followed her friend and said, "This should be an interesting day!"
