Meanwhile with Lily

Lily split off from Jack near the main intersection of hallways and headed left.

The morning crowd was already thick. Lockers slammed. Someone shouted down the corridor. The usual mix of perfume, deodorant, and floor wax hung in the air. Lily adjusted the strap of her bag and kept walking, still riding the quiet high from everything she had done the day before. Practice. The car. The kitchen. The power sat right under her skin, ready whenever she wanted it.

She was halfway to her first class when she spotted them.

A small cluster of girls from the year above had stopped near the stairwell. The tallest one was easy to place, Jordan Reyes, Coach Reyes’s daughter. She had the same warm olive skin as her mother, long thick dark hair that fell in loose waves past her shoulders, and sharp, high-cheekboned features that always looked a little unimpressed. Today she wore a fitted long-sleeve top and jeans that sat low on her hips, the fabric pulling tight across a full chest and thicker thighs. Beside her stood Avery Quinn, the pale freckled one with straight light-brown hair and a lean athletic build, the kind of girl whose skin burned instead of tanned. The third was Mia Cole, shorter, with rich dark-brown skin, tight natural curls pulled up into a high puff, and a softer, rounder figure that filled out her top and jeans generously. Jordan was laughing at something one of the others had said, head tipped back, completely unaware.

Lily slowed.

She had never liked Jordan much. The older Latina girl had a way of looking through people she didn’t consider worth her time. Lily had been on the receiving end of that look more than once last year. Knowing she was the coach’s daughter only made the opportunity sweeter.

Perfect.

Lily waited until the three of them were angled away from the main flow of traffic, then focused and pushed.

Everything stopped.

The hallway went dead silent. A kid two lockers down stayed frozen mid-step with his phone half-raised. A teacher near the far end remained locked in place with her mouth open. Jordan, Avery, and Mia stood perfectly still in their little cluster, expressions caught mid-conversation.

Lily walked straight up to them and pulled out her phone.

She started stripping them one by one. First Mia. Lily tugged her shirt and bra up together, exposing full, soft breasts with dark nipples against her deep brown skin. Next was Avery. Lily pulled her top and sports bra up, taking a second to squeeze the smaller, firmer breasts and thumb across the pale pink nipples before moving on. Then Jordan. Lily pushed the thick dark hair back over her shoulders, dragged the fitted top up, unhooked the black bra underneath, and let everything rest above her chest. Jordan’s tits were heavier than expected, with darker nipples and a soft natural weight that sat nicely against her warm olive skin not quite as full as her mother’s, but close enough that Lily could see the resemblance.

Lily took a few pictures of them like that the Latina senior, the freckled white girl, and the Black girl all with their tits out in the middle of the hallway before she got more creative.

She posed them like dolls.

She turned Mia around and pushed her down onto her knees in front of Jordan, then guided Jordan’s hand to the back of Mia’s head so it looked like she was about to force her down. She pulled Avery in close behind Jordan, made her reach around and cup both of Jordan’s bare tits from behind, and adjusted Avery’s mouth against the side of Jordan’s neck. Then she shoved Jordan’s jeans and panties down to her ankles, spread her stance, and took more pictures from different angles.

Not satisfied, she rearranged them again. This time she had Avery on her back on the floor with her legs spread, Mia kneeling between them with her face buried against Avery’s pussy, and Jordan standing over both of them with one foot lightly on Avery’s stomach, tits still out, looking down like she owned them. Lily took a whole series of shots, moving around the group, zooming in on faces, the contrast of their skin, the places where their bodies touched.

She even made Jordan’s frozen hand spread her own pussy open while Mia’s tongue was posed against it, and got a close-up of that

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By the time she was done, her phone was full of the kind of pictures that would destroy all three of them if they ever got out. Lily scrolled through a few of them, grinning, then locked the screen and slipped the phone back into her pocket.](http://too.By)

She spent another minute just looking at the three of them in their final pose before she started fixing everything. Tops down. Bras back in place. Jeans buttoned. Hair smoothed. When she was finished, the three girls looked exactly like they had before time stopped just three normal seniors standing in a hallway talking.

Lily stepped back into a natural spot in the flow of traffic, put on a mildly bored expression, and spoke under her breath.

“Start.”

Sound and motion crashed back in.

Jordan finished her laugh and kept talking like nothing had happened. Avery and Mia responded without missing a beat. None of them looked down. None of them noticed anything wrong. A kid who had been frozen mid-step continued walking. The teacher at the far end closed her mouth and kept going.

Lily adjusted her bag and continued toward class, the same small, private smile she had been wearing since yesterday still tugging at her mouth.