A bad feeling...

As Anna approached the doorway to the locker room she felt a kind of burning, anxious sensation on the back of her neck. Her first instinct was that the shame of what she'd done today - all of it - was starting to hit her, but as she examined that feeling she realised it wasn't true. She was a little bit embarrassed about it, but it still felt kind of exciting. She knew she'd be masturbating to the memories for quite some time. No, whatever she was feeling was more like guilt. Was it because she was late to class? No, that didn't seem quite right. She was ahead of her studies at the moment, and she could always have a few cramming sessions if she needed to catch up.

She turned towards the showers, from which she could hear the black haired girl's heavy breathing. It was her. Something about her didn't seem quite right. She'd entered with the other students, yet she'd stayed behind to masturbate while they went to class. She hadn't seen a towel anywhere, either. Anne might have dismissed her as some sort of exhibitionist if it hadn't been for the fact that she'd been so shy about her body. No, something here didn't seem quite right.

Anna returned to her locker, which stood to one side of the showers. She couldn't see directly into them but she'd be able to see when the girl left. She placed her backpack onto the bench and sat down alongside it. Her plan was simple; wait until the girl left and just make sure she was okay. It would probably be embarrassing for the two of them but considering what they'd just gone through together it seemed an insignificant amount of embarrassment.

As Anna waited, her hands idly stroked at the smooth skin between her knees and her shorts. A rogue thought entered her mind, but she quickly tried to squash it. It crept back. "If it were me leaving a shower naked," she thought, "And somebody was about to confront me and ask questions, then wouldn't it only be fair if the inquisitor was in some state of undress too?" She began to fiddle with the waistband of her shorts. After the morning of total clothing freedom they suddenly felt quite restrictive.

"No! No," she thought. "I can't risk getting caught up in this craziness again. I'll just wait until the girl leaves the shower, check that she's okay and then I'll head back to class as normal."

As the minutes passed, however, the thought wouldn't quite leave.