Diana felt guilty in the bottom of her heart. Guilty and scared. She had never before skipped a class, and it just so happened that she had been forced to skip three in a row. One, at the same time, every day. It was her Gym class. Some strange creature abducted her at the same time, every day, raped her senseless, then proceeded to leave her naked in the locker room. She would have then have to hide and sneak out of the locker room, find her clothes and get dressed. On the fourth day she had gotten sick and tired of it and started to skip Gym. For two weeks she kept skipping until the teachers had caught up with her.

Now she was paying the price. The teacher that had caught up with her told her that she was to attend a makeup fitness test, to replace the marks for the classes that she had missed. The blasted fitness tests were like torture, preying upon the most difficult thing for any female student to do. Utilize her upper body strength, run for long periods of time and stretch as far as she could.

Stepping into the gymnasium, the young blonde looked around for any sign of the creature that had prompted her to skip in the first place. He was nowhere in sight. Sighing in relief, she stepped into the room, already changed into her gym clothes. Her long, bare legs supporting her nubile torso, her breasts held in place by a necessarily tight sports bra. She wore a loose t-shirt on top,one that branded the name Shokushu upon it and a black background.

Paul had grumbled to himself as he looked onto a clipboard. He had drawn the short end of the stick this time. He hated these kind of assignments, after all he was a doctor of medicine not some high school gym teacher or nurse. He tried to fight the powers that be to make someone more qualified to do it, but they immediately turned it on him that he was one of the best doctors on the island and when it came to the human body and how to test it..he was the only one they could trust. He gritted his teeth and took this damned assignment. He sighed as he came to the locker room and beat on the door slightly. "Miss Diana, please hurry up, we do not have all day!" He protested as he shifted.

He was still wearing his lab coat and clean clothes which while on the dusty track were slowly getting to be not so clean. He looked down and grunted slightly. There had been a better reason for him to do this, there was no overtime after all. All he knew was that he would be giving some sort of makeup fitness exam to a student who had circumstances he was not allowed to know of. He just sighed and waited, looking over the exam sheet, seeing the criteria she would be tested on. "Hmm, Flexibility, Strength, Stamina." He said to himself, mumbling on as he studied the sheet carefully.

Diana walked up to the professor, the sun making his white coat seemingly glow, the light coming in from several windows in the ceiling. She covered her eyes to avoid the glare and nodded her head at his instructions. "Yes sir, I'm sorry for wasting your time." She wasn't really, but it never hurt to be sincere and polite with the teachers. This had gotten her out of tight spots many a time. She then looked up at his face and had to admit that he certainly was handsome. She blushed at the thought and turned away.

She put her bag down on a nearby bench, ready to start her test. She was fairly fit, but not to the extent that she didn't even have to worry about these tests. She took in a deep breath and waited for the man to tell her what she was to do first.