For the moment

Anna's heart continued to race. Despite being out of site, she darted for the nearest privacy stall, and locked the door. She leaned against the wall and panted, still feeling the rush of panic within her. Her heart raced and her hands trembled. Warm, sticky fluids continued to leak between her soft thighs.

Her wobbling knees carried her over to the toilet, taking a seat just so she could calm down. The sound of Anna's heavy breathing reverberated alone in the restroom, as she tried to think about her situation. She was trapped in the bathroom, her clothes left behind in another class.

Anna squeezed her legs together, just thinking about how isolated from cover she was. How naked she felt. Arousal still bubbled within her, her body begging for sweet relief. She closed her eyes, knowing she wasn't safe yet. If lunch ended while she was in there, she'd be trapped further. But her aching needs also pressured herself into taking bigger risks.

She squeezed her moist lips, enjoying the pressure it created.