Where does Erica go?
Art Classroom
Ok, so my first class is in the Art classroom and there is a drying rack in there for the wet paintings. I can hang my bikini bottoms hidden in the back to dry and I'll just grab them at the end of the day.
I did just as the other students began to walk in.
I finally sat down feeling the fabric of my skirt always brush against my ass and pussy, every time it made me aware that I was wearing no panties and so I blushed, my face feeling hot. I could feel the arousal building in.
I hope I don't leak through my skirt.
I put my hands to my side, trying to play it cool, I looked around to see if anyone could see me blushing. most students seemed oblivious to my predicament and the teacher had just arrived and was focused on her materials.
that's when I see it:
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