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I couldn't recall the name of the girl who beat Maria; she was not one of the Sig's best, since she was chosen by a drawing, but she won very fast, without losing a garment. I had my mind on other things, and I didn't consciously watch this match and looked up when the referee called time and it was over. Even though she beat our number 3, since she wasn't one of the Sig's top five, I was probably as good as she was. At least I hoped I was.Macy was the one I was worried about. I was actually afraid of her. She was the roughest of the Sigs. She hit Ronnie so hard the medics wouldn't let her continue. Macy was hit hard by Ronnie's replacement, but it didn't slow her down. She won fast, kept her clothing, and was wearing my unremovable bra. I figured I had the least chance against Macy. I hoped another girl would get paired against her, and that the other girl would get lucky. I certainly didn't want to meet Macy in the quarterfinals, as the winners would get another $375. That was. To me the one good thing about being in advance of the rest of the class, which I was, and about having a good grasp of the subject, which I did, was the freedom it allowed me to look around.For most of that first lesson my eyes were focused under the desks of some of those girls instead of on my computer screen. And I didn't miss a thing; eagle-eyed that's me. Every crossing and uncrossing of legs, every flash of panties seemed to attract my eyes like magnets. And then there were the girl's breasts, and because some of the girls wore bras and some didn't, a guy like me had to know exactly where to look, and it had gotten so that I was quite the expert with the see all at a glance look.I particularly enjoyed looking at Julie Morris despite, or maybe because of, the way she treated me. Her short skirts were always that little bit shorter than the rest, and it was always fun to see if she was wearing underwear. She practically never wore a bra, but sometimes she didn't wear panties.
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