It’s what she isn’t

“Fine, but can you have him turn away first?”

“I don’t see why that would be necessary.” Gloria begins reasoning.

“Just… do it?” She winces. Gloria gives you a nod, maintaining an expressionless face per usual. You sigh and turn towards the corner. You can hear her unzip her skirt and it fall to the floor. “There.”

“Oh.” You hear Gloria say. “Are you sure—”

“Let’s just get it over with.” Sasha says. Gloria lays a finger on your shoulder. You turn around and try to first look your principal in the eye rather than at the newly revealed thighs. After you see her eyes shift down and back up, you take it as allowance for you to look. Slowly turning your gaze down, you realize what she was worried about. “Just take your peek so you’re not tempted later.” You gaze at her legs with no straps around the hips, and more importantly the mere singular hand covering a seemingly shaved pussy.

“Okay then. Would you like to explain what you were doing going commando in school?” You ask, focusing your eyes at the ceiling.

“Not particularly.”

“It’ll likely be a long time before we get out of here, considering it’s taken them this long to still not realize three people have up and gone missing.” You raise a point, still staring at the ceiling.

“Please, I’d rather not have to explain myself.” Pershing says tiredly.

Hemlock steps in. “I’m a bit curious myself. Is it not against code of conduct to lack underwear?”

Suddenly, you feel a rise in Sasha. “Well, not exactly.” She clearly feels the need to explain herself. “If it remains covered, you’re technically good.”

“Technically is a stupid word.” Gloria says objectively.

“It… well… it’s just a personal preference is all.”

You put a quick end to the obviously touchy subject. “Look, whatever you have or don’t have down there is none of my business. I’d prefer we don’t linger on this topic if it’s only going to spout defensive answers.” Sasha cools her act a little.