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Part 1
The black van was parked at the side of the small road a good distance from Kawasaki High School. It had tinted windows, and it was difficult to look into the van from outside - not that anyone would want to do that, for the van appeared to be a normal delivery van. A man sat in the van, a camera with a powerful zoom lens on his lap. Very soon, he spotted his quarry - a pretty girl was walking down the road, dressed smartly in her school uniform - a grey skirt, and a cream-colored sweater which only revealed the top of her crimson school tie. He began taking pictures of this sixteen year old girl, who, being unaware that she was being photographed from far, was strolling along with her sling bag around her shoulder, walking home after school.
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"Reiko-san!"
Miyuki sat up straight, awoken from her day-dreaming by the teacher. "Please pay attention in class, Reiko-san. As the monitress, you should set a good example for the class." Miyuki was embarrassed. She managed a quick apology amidst some giggles around her, bowing her head. "Sorry, sir, it will not happen again."
Miyuki half-blushed, as she remembered what she was day-dreaming about.. Mr Tanaka, the handsome physical exercise teacher. She tucked the fringe of her chin-length hair behind her ear, and attempted to get her mind back to mathematics.
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That afternoon, Miyuki was practising her service skills with volleyball. It was volleyball month for physical exercise lessons, and she enjoyed her physical exercise lessons very much. Even more so because Mr Tanaka was teaching volleyball. As she was attempting to serve ball after ball across the net, her heart beat faster when she noticed from the corner of her eye that Mr Tanaka was walking towards her. She pretended not to see him until he was almost standing next to her, whereupon she turned to look at him in mock surprise, and quickly flashed him a charming smile. "Oh its you, Tanaka-san sensei".
"Good work, Reiko-san," Mr Tanaka smiled back, pausing a while to look into Miyuki's soft brown eyes, "but you might want to do it this way." Mr Tanaka stepped behind Miyuki, almost putting his arms around the slim girl as he reached for the ball in her left hand, and grabbed her right wrist at the same time. Miyuki was dressed in a t-shirt and a really short white skirt - standard for volleyball. Mr Tanaka could smell her body fragrance at this close distance. As he showed the attractive teenager how to properly serve the ball, he was painfully aware of the end of her skirt swishing softly across his thighs, and his chest bumping into her back every now and then. "Good," Mr Tanaka cleared his throat, "just continue practising," he said to Miyuki, who flashed him another smile. He took one more look at the alluring figure of the sixteen year old, and especially the long slender legs, before he walked away. "Its time to put the plan to action," he thought to himself.
Mr Tanaka told his class to keep practising and quickly made his way to the classroom. The door was locked as always, for the safety of the student's belongings as they went for physical exercise. Mr Tanaka grinned as he took out the key, unlocked the door, and crept into the empty classroom. He quickly spotted Miyuki's table. "Ahh.. my dear Miyuki." He picked up the neat stack of clothes which belonged to Miyuki, and took a sniff. "Yes.." Mr Tanaka quickly put it aside, for he was looking for something more specific. He rummaged in her bag, and found a pair of white cotton panties and a bra hidden under a towel at the bottom of the bag. "Ahh.. just what I thought," as he glanced at the number on the brassiere strap.
He then picked up the panties, took another whiff, trying to catch the scent of the young lady. Mr Tanaka took a a tiny tube from his pocket, and emptied some light powder onto the fabric of the underwear, just where Miyuki's crotch might be moments later. With that, he replaced everything, and crept out of the classroom.
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Miyuki had showered and changed back into her normal school attire, but did not notice anything amiss. She was surprised when Mr Tanaka requested her to stay after school as he needed to talk to her. She wondered what it was about, and was secretly pleased.
After school, she went to see him in his office. As usual, everyone, including all the teachers, had taken off soon after the last bell rang, and hence there was hardly anyone left in school.
Mr Tanaka explained to her that he needed a big favor from her. He revealed to Miyuki that besides being a PE teacher, he is doing some freelance photography on the side, and that he needed a 'model' really badly this week. He had promised to deliver some samples of his work to a potential client who was interested in 'fashionwear for high school students'.
Miyuki hesitated at first, but was quickly convinced by Mr Tanaka that it was just a few pictures, and that she did not have to do much besides wearing her school uniform, putting on her school blazer, and doing a few poses.
Soon, he was snapping pictures of Miyuki standing in the classroom with his camera. Miyuki was uneasy at first, but gradually warmed up to his coaxing.
"Good, Miyuki, I need you to sit down on this chair and cross your legs,"
Miyuki obliged, realising that Mr Tanaka had called her by her first name, instead of the more formal 'Reiko-san'.
As Mr Tanaka continued adjusting his camera, Miyuki was suddenly aware that she was feeling an itch beginning in between her legs. More specifically, at her crotch. She tried to shift in her seat, and hid her discomfort by squeezing her legs together. She watched Mr Tanaka to see if he had caught anything unusual about her behavior, but he seemed occupied in putting the right lens on his camera.
"Mr Tanaka, I need to go soon," Miyuki ventured, as she felt her crotch grow quite warm. She resisted the temptation to scratch it, for it would be extremely rude and unlady-like to do something like that.
"Oh, just one more shot, Miyuki..please?", Mr Tanaka pleaded.
"Alright, but I have to go home soon for dinner," Miyuki said as she rubbed her inner thighs together to try to scratch that strange itch. But it seemed to get worse when she closed her legs tight. She felt extremely embarassed, but tried hard not to give the game away that her pubic area was feeling terribly hot and itchy. It actually felt better when she opened her legs slightly.
"Umm.. could you squat down for this last shot?" Mr Tanaka asked.
"Excuse me?" Miyuki thought she heard him wrong.
"I'm really sorry to ask this of you, but the sun is setting, and I can't get enough light in this corner of the classroom. I'm just going to take your upper body, I promise."
"Umm...well.. just my upper body right?"
"Yes, of course," Mr Tanaka smiled inwardly while appearing the most professional photographer outwardly, as he had taken a gamble that she would not ask to kneel down on the floor instead.
In fact, Miyuki realised that her itch was not as bad, if she opened her legs slightly. It was almost like her private part needed some cool autumn air! She had hence not suggested kneeling down, for strict Japanese custom would require to kneel down properly with her legs tucked behind her bum, and her knees and thighs closed.
So she squatted down, keeping care to turn her knees to the side to protect her modesty. Mr Tanaka was thrilled - he got the girl just where he wanted. His heart skipped a beat when he caught a brief glimpse of her white panties, but she had shifted herself in a second to make sure she was not flashing her favorite teacher her crotch. "This is going to be a great shot" Mr Tanaka thought to himself as he focused his lens, catching the whole of the sixteen year old in his view, and not just her upper body as he promised.
It was exactly like one of those girlie 'idol' magazines, Tanaka mused, with pictures of models (or 'idols' as they were known) dressed in school uniforms, usually in a compromising or suggestive pose like this one.
"Miyuki! Thank you very very much! I'm done," Mr Tanaka reluctantly ended his photo session with the unsuspecting girl. Grateful to be let off, Miyuki ran promptly to the ladies after bidding her teacher goodbye.
Mr Tanaka sniggered, as he imagined the girl in the restroom, peeling her panties off to see what was wrong. She would probably not finding anything except maybe a rash on her pubic mound, but most definitely she would be rubbing her private part to relieve the itch over the next hour.
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