The classroom was small and windowless, tucked away in the back of Jerome's Academy for Boys. I stood at the front of the room, looking at the ten students seated at their desks. They were young men, full of energy and confusion. My job as the s*x Ed instructor was to clear that confusion.
"Today," I said, my voice echoing in the quiet room. "We are moving away from the textbooks. We are going to discuss the male physiological response." I paused, my eyes scanning the room. "Today, like every other day, is practical. Leo, please step forward."
Leo was a tall, athletic boy with messy brown hair. He walked to the front, his face turning a deep shade of red from innocent embarrassment.
"Strip," I commanded. "Everything."
The rest of the class leaned forward. It was so quiet that you could
