Leave the Classroom

Anna wouldn't be able to reach whatever was causing the discomfort very easily. No doubt it was going to involve some adjustments to her clothes. Adjustments that might not seem so subtle in the classroom.

"Excuse me, Mister Smith?" Anna asked.

"Yes Anna?" The teacher turned.

"Can I have a hall pass?"

"Of course," he replied, as he took out a pen and paper and jotted out the hall pass. "Try not to take too long. I know you're a few chapters ahead, but even you could miss something!"

Anna nodded with a smile, took the hall pass, and made her way out of the classroom. With each step, that little tag in the back of her panties was irritating her skin. It was going to have to go.

She strode forward, planning on heading to the restroom to deal with it. But that scratch, that tickle, that little brushing that cursed little tag did! It was quickly wearing down Anna's patience.