An exhibition

You check your watch as you step into the hallway, seeing that you have enough time to grab a quick lunch before the next meeting. There are a few clusters of girls in the hallway, chatting and laughing, and you see several of them giving you speculative glances. You wonder if that's just more of the novelty of male teachers, or if the story of Chanel's hysterics has spread already.

You start down the hallway towards the doors. As you pass a group of students there's a loud bang that makes you turn to look. A few feet away a girl bends over at the waist and picks up a fallen text book, her short skirt rising up to show that she's not wearing any panties. She looks back at you between her legs, her face full of mischief as her friends giggle.

For a moment you're taken aback, then put a stern expression on your face and point to the girl, who has just straightened up, her text book in hand.

"Miss! Yes, you! Come here please!" She smiles prettily, virtually flouncing over to stand in front of you, while her friends huddle and whisper. She's a pretty blonde with teasing eyes and a mischievous quirk to her lips.

"Yes Mr. Sharp?" she says, standing demurely, but still managing to exude an aura of teasing sexuality.

"What's your name Miss?"

"Lyndsey White Sir. Have I done something wrong?"

"Miss White, I'm very concerned about your well being. You seem to have neglected an article of clothing."

"I'm sorry Sir. I was just..."

"My concern," you interrupt, "Is that you might expose yourself to the elements, and put yourself at risk of catching a chill."

"Sir...I..." she stammers, blushing prettily.

"You wouldn't want to create a situation that could result in frigidity," you say, keeping your face serious as she tries to determine if you're joking.

"Um...sir...."

"That will be all for now Miss White," you say, pausing before adding, "I strongly suggest that the next time you drop your books, you don't bend over from the waist. Certainly when you neglect to wear panties."

"Yes Mr. Sharp. I'm sorry," she says contritely, mischief still twinkling in her eyes.

"Very well. That will be all Miss White," you say, your face showing nothing as she flounces away to join her giggling friends.