The field trip

The planning had gone on for months, the required permission slips, gathering the money, planning the stopovers! He'd managed to persuade the governors that the trip would benefit the pupils and gain them valuable field exprience. Being a Biology teaher was a calling, but some of the more unruly classes caused him trouble.

Finally they had agreed that the trip, using camping facilitis and the occasional youth hostel would work, two kids per tent, one each for the adults and Dorm rooms every fourth night. The trip wouldd be in the middle of summer so temperature would not be an issue and he had two of the older teachers assisting.

David Trent was 37, tall and slim with short hair and bright blue eyes,he dressed casually but with authority. He was open and kind - always supportive to the pupils. The school was an all girls boarding school, with pupils up to aged 20 in some lasses,all were bright and would go places


I moved back from the bus, the final bag slottd and secured. "OK ladies, lets go we've a long trip ahead!"

OOC :
Name : Sophie Needan
Age : 17 (but 18 in 8 days)
Occupation : good student in an all girl boarding school, mostly fond of biology
Hobbies : movies, rock music, partying, reading, playing guitar, hanging around with friends,...
Look : (best shown than described)
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IC:
That was going to be so much fun... Weeks with my friends on a trip around the country. We would see a lot of things, discover new stuff and meet people. No parents to restrain us. Of course there would be teachers, but the old ones were dumb to anything. And Mr Trent was so gentle that a nice smile could get you anything. We had planned os much. We would have clubs to discover, boys to meet, concerts to attend. Of course there was the studying part too, but that should not be that bad. After all, it was mainls biology-oriented and I love that stuff, it's really interesting. Ieven had the opportunity to bring the guitar in, there would be so nice evenings around the firecamp.
We were all in the bus, all giggling. The day was all sunny and cloudless. Everyone seemed happy. Real fun for weeks. Yeah. I had put on something light because of the heat. Little brown shorts and a tight red tshirt, along with some sport shoes that would suit well for a walk. I was seated next to my best friend Charlie, a blond girl already 18 who was the one which the boys prefered ; gorgeous with kinda large breasts, and deep blue piercing eyes. I had put my MP3 player on and we each had one earphone, listening to some Snapcase music and speaking at the same time.

The bus began to roar and the little loudspeakers let out the voice of Mr Trent...

we'd been moving for a couple of hours when I felt it wise to break the news. I stood up and took the microphone "OK ladies, I hope you're all looking forward to this!" I let the squeals die down "now the bad news, we've changed the itinery a little and you'll all be pleased to know that we won't be staying in any villages - no clubs, pubs or shops!" I grinned,it was a study trip and after all I'd been 18 once so I knew the girls would be planning something!

"I've made sure we have washing facilities at our sites and you'll be pleased to know that we'll have most of those sites to ourselves!" I didn't want to be responsible for any accidental pregnancies on this trip!

"I'll be pairing you up for specific projects later - but for now enjoy!" the rest of the trip took 2 hours and the mood had dopped, I walked down the bus to confirm everybody was OK and fond Sophie looking a little sullen "you OK Sophie?"

Of course everybody did scream, boo and whistle at the bad news. Some even screamed to be taken back home as it has been inadequatedly presented. And what about these pregnancies? Doesn't he know one can protect herself on our days. Did he even know how many guys we had had and never had that kind of accident? Damnit, what a bad thing.
The mood in the bus wasn't as good after that.

"you OK Sophie?"
I looked up with little angry eyes.
"Yes mister Trent... Although I?m really disapointed by all this. We were willing to discover new towns and cities and meet new people. This was going to be really good for our openness and knowledge of the world, which is the goal of any field trip, isn't it?"
I knew my argument was not good as it was supposed to be, but I let it out like that. Charlie nodded to support me. And some girls from the seats around said some "yes" or "agree".

I smiled at Sophies argument "well yes all that is true, but it isn't in the remit of a biology field trip. You coming out to study field collection techniques and wildlife interactions, not the courting habits of young boys. And last year Two girls got pregnant on a trip like this, that's not happening on my field trip! I'm sure there will be othr oppotunities for that sot of research" I smiled and winked at Sophie before moving down the bus

As sson as he turned back, I stick my tongue out, immediately followed by some frineds who had listened to this. There were a couple of boos and whistle again befroe we kept to our seats, calmer than before.
Charlie and I went into a whispering conversation about how we could turn around this. And we foudns oem tricks that would be great. mr Trent would be very much surprised by this trip.
Later on, the heat took over us, we were very quiet and most of us leaned on their seats, often with eyes closed, some even sleeping.I caught moves of Mister Trent passing once or twice in the bus, checking if everything was fine. Once I gave a view at his back as he walked past. Good-looking for an old man. Even his butt was rather nice to perk at, as he dressed with clothes that suited his figure well. I shook my head at this.

By midday, we reached our first place to stop by. The program was probably to have a meal first (we were instructed to have a pic-nic in our bags for that first day) and then working around the place. We would sleep there at night. The place is one that most of us knew, it wasn't that far from our town. We were near Lake Smokey, a little nice blue lake in the middle of a little forest, and of which some beaches were reknown as party-places. We giggled at this. Surely mr Trent didn't know that, but most of us had memories (more or less blurry) of nights spent here. But this was a monday and thus there was not going to have any party going on tonight... Unless...

I organised the tents, making sure there were teachers spread around the girls. My own tent was by the beach, making sure it would not be used after lights out, and the fire was close by too. "OK - first night and I want everybbody to settle down, we have a long week or two ahead and if everyone can behave I'll organise a treat at the end! Now lets eat!"

I sat with a group of the younger girls and discussed their tasks for the plant survey the next day as we ate. Then it was time to calm everyone down. "OK - sleep by 9 - you'll all be up early in the morning!"

I walked to th beach as the other teachers organised the girls

We all agreed and nodded to Mr Trent's sayings, but where giggling after that. Yes, bed by 9, what a joke!
Charlie and I went to the fire and I had my guitar. The girls were all happy and as I took my first chords out, we were all singing happily. It was nice and really entertaining. We were in a partying mood with no party so we decided to do ours. SOme stood and began to dance round the fire with the music going on.

The party was going nicely - nothing too noisy - but the days ahead woul be long so I decided to let them enjoy for now and sat watching the water

Charlie stood among the lil gruop of dancers/singers appreciating my song. She was swaying her body with a broad smile. had there been any guys around, they would have their jaws open wide and tongues rolling out like the wolf in cartoons. She was really sexy, a real hottie. Her hands moved along her body, we were all smiling and having fun. Charlie went to run fingers under her top. I saw her gaze move to the beach, there mr Trent was sitting with a book. She smiled even broader and lifted her top, pulling it off over her head and exposing her full gorgeous breasts in her nice pink cotton bra. We all laughed. What a nice game. She began to play the sexy dancer of video clips and we cheered and applaused (not me as I was still playing). I choose a softer and slower song to let her play further... I gave a gaze upon my shoulder to where mr Trent was. The other teachers were taking care of the youngest girls and bringing them to their tents.

the noise was getting louder and I checked my watch, time to settle them down I thought. I put my book down and turned to see her there - semi-naked in the firelight, being egged to go further, her nipples erect and her smile broad. "Charlie!" I shouted "get ressed - what the hel are you doing!?!" I walked over to the group - "right - this is how you deal with trust is it? Bed all of you!"

I stopped playing. We all booed him, we insisted, aske,d pleaded. This wasn't bad, there was no boy around to behave in a bad way. Just us. Coulnd't we have some fun. But Mr Trent didn't moved from his idea, so we entered our tents.
Charlie and I were giggling. We had prepared a way when we set our tent. We waited for him to step away. We waited till he should be in his tent, probably asleep. Charlie said something about him stroking after seeing what he had seen. She's so naughty sometimes.
And then we slipped outside, having the back of the tent not properly sealed. We moved silently out. Midnight baths in the lake were a thing that was to be tried, once, don't they? We turned around the camp and joined the beach further. We giggled again, trying to keep us as silent as possible. We went to take off our clothes and ran into the water, tryint not to splash too much. And there we lowered ourselves till only our heads were surfacing. And we began chatting... guys, adventures, Mr Trent even, the conversation was beginning to get wild...

it's funny but teenagers all think you never were one, so when I zippd up my tent I waited quietly - listening. I heard them run past, and slowly unzipped the front. All the other girls had gone to sleep, the contented breathing told me that. So I couldd simply watch an listen to the two girls in the water, so long as they were restrained I'd let them have some time.....

We chatted a lot, then palyuflly spashed water at each other, restraining our laughs. We made a bit of swimming in the water and paddled around... And finally we were tired. We moved to the beach and walked to our clothes. We were wet, completely soaked. Needed to wait a bit to be dry enought o slide in the clothes, so we stood there on the beach, chatting a bit. The night was perfectly hot enough for us not to shiver.
There we stood for a couple of minutes, naked in the moonlight... Giggling and chatting.

I watched,knowing I shouldn't but it was irresistible. As they walkedd past I felt the urge to cough, I knew I had to stop it but there was no way.

When we wee dry enough, Charlie and I put our clothes on back and silently drifted to our tent. And sleep found us soon...

Morning was hard. I strechted and moaned. And I made it out to breathe fresh hair, wearin only a tiny tight top with thin straps and my panties, this used as my pyjamas. We, the older ones, were the last one to get up. The younger ones were already having breakfast. it seemed we had to hurry if we wanted to have time to eat before going to work...

as Sophie and Charlie crawled out of their tent I walked over with two plates of toast "feel tired? No repeats of last night OKN you should be setting an example" I looked them up and down and added "and put something on outside of the tents please"

the days activity consisted of removing blockages from a stream and trimming trees. We studied the plants and wildlife. Eventually I had to get into the stream to move a larger log, stripping down to shorts and a tshirt I waded in

Charlie and I tried to put the most innocent expressions on our faces as he made allusion to last night... Well, seemed he knew. OK. Better be more discreet next time. We were soon ready, dressed and with a rapid breakfast, ready for the day to come.
othing really interesting on that day until we were in that stream of fresh water. All of us girls were in shorts so we just had to take off shoes and socks to go removing the blockage. But there was a larger log, something too heavy. Mr Trent proposed to help, and we all laughed loud when he sttpped doen to shorts. We never ever had thought of seeing him with something shorter than pants to his ankles. No one had ever seen even a little part of his legs, so we were all laughing when he showed us his rather pale skin. Seemed not of an "outdoor in shorts" type...
So he came next to me and held the log with us. He counted to three. And he showed us that he got strength as with his help we removed the log. Reachin the edge of the stream, I stumbled, and he just grabbed me under my aisle, preventing me from falling into the water. His hand brushed on my breast as he moved like that, and I stumbled up to my feet. I smiled at him... "Thank you Mr Trent..." (looking down at his hand "You can let me go now, I'm fine" (I smile broader)

Sophie slipped - I reaced out and caught her, my hand resing just against her breast. The look she gave me was something! I blushed and apologised, helping her to the bank. "OK - whho can tell me what would be the purpose of us clearing the stream?" I began.

the discussion lasted a while and I sent the girls off for lunc, selecting mine from a bag and sitting by the river

After the discussion about the stream (and the usual jokes we could do about it), we went ofr the lunch. With the group of oldest, we moved behind a little bush in order to have some privacy and went chatting in low tone about our trip, making plans about how to have fun although they so much wanted to prevent it.
We made plans and giggled a lot.

The afternoons task was a trek round several fields and woos, I pointed out one of the hides that we would use to watch the badgers set that night. Looking around I wondered if there would be volunteers for the first watc

badgers!!! I umped and raised my hand...
- pick me, pick me...

teasingSophie said:

badgers!!! I umped and raised my hand...
- pick me, pick me...

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I looked at Sophie "after last night?" I looked serious - but there were no other volunteers. "OK" now - the rest of you head back with Mrs Green - Sophie, you stay here with me"

That "after last night" gave me strange looks from the girls. Their imaginations seemed to be wild... I sighed. Some giggled. I gave them an angry gaze. Damn it, I'd have to explain. And explanations would only let them think even wilder things. No there had been nothin last night between Mr Trent and me, how could they even think that?

The girls went away and I stood there with Mr Trent...
- It's not nice to say it that way in front of everyone Mr Trent...

"you know exactly what I was talking about - but there's the thing - all actions have consequence , don't worry I'll be sorted soon. Now we need to get settled before nightfall, we're going to be in there all night!"

I opened the hide, a small cabin with a single bed, two stools and a coolbox of food and water. "it's going to get cold so we have a sleeping bag each" I pointed out. "make yourself at home....."