The Speech

Renee stood at the front of the room and nervously cleared her throat. Although most of the class was half asleep or focusing on perfecting their own speeches, the fact that she was presenting her hard work in front of an audience scared her. She stroked the crisp papers with her shaking hands before finally resting them on the podium and opening her mouth.
"My speech is on the sexual analogies of modern day high schoolers," she began, and at once fifty eight eyes shot up at her maroon lips. The professor sitting at the back of the class fidgeted with her watch at the choice of words.
"Sexual innuendoes have been around forever. Whether referring to Shakespeare and his young blossoms to present day with our 'Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo' songs.
"Back in the forties, fifties, sixties, you would be just about imprisoned for saying 'sex' or 'condom' out loud. Sex classes just told you that your voice changed and you got hair. Now they're even talking about orgasms and how effective the condom is over spermicide or the pill.
"There is also a major development in the adolescents of today versus yesterdays. Now we go around screaming 'masturbation' or 'penis' because it sounds funny. We have thoughts when someone mentions 'doing it' or 'screwing', even if they are talking about building a tree house or something stupid like that.
"Gays are out of the open. There are GSA clubs all over America, even though there is major discrimination about them. Kids use misinterpretations like calling some one a faggot or saying, 'that's gay'.
"More than a third of this class has probably had at least one sexual encounter. Look around the room.
"We must also differentiate between what a girl likes and what a guy likes. This is actually my main conflict of this speech. I'm here to inform all of you lower class guys that we do not like it when you make rude gestures or tell us to do certain things. Most girls do not like it when you ask questions in the middle, or acting like a woman.
"Thanks and that is all."
None of the guys clapped. The thirteen girls in the room however, started cheering. The teacher stood up and cleared her throat, "Renee, I have to speak to you after class. Next."
She didn't even listen. Renee grabbed the purse that was sitting in her front row seat, waved to everyone, and walked out of the door.