Chapter Seventeen
Judith ignored Ulrike until the next German class. She didn’t want her to think she was the centre of attention; she wanted to keep her waiting, anxious no doubt for further instructions, her imagination full of possibilities. The morning of the next class, Judith sent Ulrike an email. “No knickers again. Shave your cunt clean and smooth before class. There will be an inspection afterwards.” Judith thought they could move slowly towards insertions. It was such fun having the German teacher at her mercy that she didn’t want to move too quickly.
Judith looked around as Ulrike discoursed on German verbs. Several of the girls, the ones in the know, were staring at Ulrika. Just before the start of class Judith had told them that once again the teacher was without knickers, a
