their children's education on this matter. Many have religious or moral
objections to the class, others just prefer to handle the matter themselves. In
your mother's case... I recall her saying that it simply wouldn't be “relevant
to you” or something like that.” Jenny's expression deflated into a defeated
look, and Mrs. Johansen sympathetically patter her on the shoulder. “Talk to
your mother about it dear, it was her decision.”
Jenny gave up and left, heading towards the school's exit.
She thought that talking to the faculty after class would be the solution, but
they were no help at all! It was like there's some sort of... conspiracy to
keep her from learning about sex! Slinging her bookbag over one arm, Jenny
pushed open the front door of the school and started home. She was just about
to take off when she felt a pair of hands reach around from behind her and
encircle her neck. Jenny prepared to execute a flying backflip and dropkick on
her attacker, when the hands began tickling her neck and collar socket
mercilessly. Jenny laughed loudly, crouching and hunching her shoulder in an
attempt to evade the tickling hands. A second later the tickles stopped and
Brad stepped out from behind her, patting her on the back. “Just testing!”
joked Brad, a smile on his face.
“Brad!” shouted Jenny happily “You're just the guy I
wanted to see!” Brad grinned smugly, playing it up jokingly “Tha...