He doesn't get a chance to check.

"K-T Smith, what do you think you are doing?" he heard a voice call from behind him. He knew this voice and this was about the worst that could have happened.

Standing in the middle of the the hallway was a tall red headed woman in her forties wearing a dark blazer and skirt over a white blouse. What made this the worst was that she was Ms Valence, the principal of his high school and that after so many trips to her office she had very little tolerance for his supposed antics, even if he had very little choice in engaging in most of them.

"Ms Valence, I'm sorry. I was just getting some clothes to change from my locker." he tried to explain, getting both hands to his crotch to cover himself.

"That doesn't explain why you are not in class, nor where the the clothes you would change from are for that matter, not why you think it is acceptable to play with yourself in front of lady either." She scolded him.

"I'm not playing with myself, it's just I'm naked... I..." he pleaded.

"Hands behind your neck young man. I've had it with your perverted antics. I don't want to see your fingers less than a foot from your penis, is it understood?" she ordered. K-T could only obey and nod, letting her see his battered genitals. "Now, why are you parading naked in the hallway?"

"Someone took my clothes after gym I wanted to check if I had any left in my school locker."

"They took your day clothes from your gym locker? Was it **** open?"

"No, I was late to gym and I might have forgotten to lock it. When I got in the lockers my things were gone."

"Then you should be wearing your gym uniform!"

"We had swimming practice today."

"So you should be wearing your swimsuit! Listen, coming from anyone else I might believe that such an incident happened. But I'm really tired of you using this place of learning to indulge in your exhibitionist fantasies. I watched you crawl around naked for more than 10 minutes on the security cameras. If you had been the victim of theft you would have come to my office right away. You will come with me to the office and I will call your parents to pick you up. It will be a suspension or even exclusion for you young man!" She declared, pointing him in the way of her office. He'd have to walk nearly all the way back, but this time unable to hide himself.

"Can I at least check my locker for clothes?" he asked.

"No, your parents need to be able to see what you get into while at school. Be glad I'm not calling the police to have you arrested for indecent exposure." She replied.

The walk to her office was an humiliating one, he could hear many shouts and laughter as they passed in front of many classes. He was made to sit on a chair in the principal's secretary office, facing the open door to the hallway and still ordered to keep his hands behind his neck, unable to cover himself.

He could slightly hear the principal in her office on the phone, getting only half of the conversation a rendition of what happened that was clearly biased against him. He was the pervert with an innate love for showing himself out that bruised his pecker by stroking it too much and streaked the school for the thrill of it. He had not been let to explain his version of it and a lot of it was too embarrassing to divulge anyway.

The only unknown for K-T at this point was...