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eviltwin:*

since you asked, here's what happened.* She was taking a course in human physiology and they were studying how a person's body reacts during orgasm.* (Think Masters and Johnson, or Kinsey.* Sometimes the only way to gain such knowledge is to use human subjects in a controlled environment.)

Being a free-spirited exhibitionist she offered to be one of the subjects.* In the lab she was positioned on one of those soft cushy recliner things, with a sheet covering her from the neck down.* She'd already been fitted with temperature and heart rate sensors, some internal but most just taped on.* The other interns and grad students were to watch her face and note how her neck and shoulders became flushed.* When told to start, she strummed herself to an orgasm, giving the researchers what they needed.*

At this point I'd love to tell you that she flung the sheet aside, hopped off the recliner and triumphantly took a bow.* (Maybe later I'll make up that story to put in the Fiction section!)

But that's not how it ended.* As she told me afterwards, she liked it right up until her orgasm, then it suddenly* became real to her what she'd just done and she felt ashamed and stayed under the sheet until everyone left the lab, then got up, found her clothes, and stayed away from class until she got up the courage to face her classmates, about a week later.* Even then, it was pretty bad, because she had to participate in the discussion of the notes they took while she had masturbated in front of them.* Things like, how rapidly her hands were moving, how her legs were tossing about, and her facial expressions.* The discussion of how quickly she orgasmed embarrassed her, suggesting that maybe she was out of control right from the start.* Her classmates tried joking about it to help her feel better.* But she just felt more humiliated, knowing that she had to face them every day for the next several months, and that even after they were all certified she might be working with some of them.

Years later she laughed about the whole affair, saying that she really was out of control just lying there naked under the cool sheet anticipating the signal to start.* And she really did wind up working with some of her former classmates, and on each anniversary of the day she did this, they treated her to a lavish catered lunch.