Inmate

As Jenna recovered from the 'search' class, she dressed in the women's room at the police station. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and tucked in her blouse, straightened her skirt and fixed her hair. She sighed at how pleasurable it had been to help teach the girls about searches and felt a tingle race up her spine. Jenna shuddered at the recent memory and felt her nipples harden. The vision of the entire group of girl's touching her and examining her gave her goose bumps all over again. She shook her head to clear her mind and get back to the task at hand. She mused that she never envisioned teaching could feel this good.