Fight

This was far too much. How had things taken such a drastic turn in just a few short moments. Miss Nolan was almost completely exposed, her bare arse and pussy on full display to all the students in the yard.

Her fight or flight instincts kicked in, and given that her slacks where around her ankles, running hardly seemed to be an option. Instead she rounded on the girl in front of her. "Give me your skirt!"

Tabitha stared at her in shock for a moment. Surely she hadn't heard the teacher correctly. "What?"

"Your skirt," Miss Nolan insisted, trying to ignore the burning feeling in her cheeks. "Take it off and give it to me now."