Just Bare-ly

Breathing deeply through her nose she grabbed onto her knees, hiding inside behind the wall right next to the door. Straining to hear if they had seen her.

"Who would just leave this here?" A huffy voice asked.

"Maybe it was an accident, the nurse probably dropped it," another voice said, " Come on we can grab it with this bag since we dont know if whoever used it is contagious."

" Good idea!" The first voice sounded delighted, " We can go ask the secretary what to do with it and get another chance to look at those new knockers she bought"

Her friend giggled, " Exactly, maybe we can get some clues how she could afford implants on a secretary's salary. To think a wet towel could give us an edge on school gossip!".

The girls giggling voices carried away and that was when Monica realized what they had said. A wet towel!. She didn't really need to look down to confirm it but still she did.

Looking down at her damp heaving chest she despaired at the rest of her naked body. As if to taunt her a breeze swept between her lower lips. Shivering, she squeezed her thighs together and crossed her arms across her modest chest.

She ignored the feeling of her pebbled nipples brushing against her arm. Thus covered she finally lifted her eyes to the rest of the nurse's office, dreading who could have seen her little show.