No, but she might luck out regardless...

Ralli was rushing for the door at breakneck speed... that is, a speed at which an ordinary woman might break her neck. As if in a karmic trade-off for the lucky nail she'd managed to find to hang the lantern on before, a stray nail caught Ralli's bounding foot. The soles of her feet were as armored or muscled as any other part of her body, but she did temporarily lose her footing. To avoid a particularly uncomfortable tumble, she crossed her arms in front of her breasts as she fell, landing facing the door with her arms crossed beneath her and her wide hips in the air. From that position, she was helpless. She clenched her teeth and scrambled towards the door...

... She just barely avoided getting smacked in the face with the inward-swinging door as her trainee stepped in. "G-get out! Out, out, out you worthless-" Ralli began yelling as she buried her face in her arms. Finally, however, she sensed who had entered. "Harley!"

"M-ma'am... You really did it! Oh my gosh!" Harley squealed, dropping her books noisily on the floor before the instructor. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Ralli, this is my fault! B-b-but why are you on the floor?!"

"Harley Dustaine! P-please," Ralli begged the trainee, grabbing her arm and whirling her through the doorway. At the same time, Ralli took her place, holding the door shut tightly. "That curtain there. Please find a way to close it. Please, quickly, before anyone else arrives!"

The other woman looked a bit dazed. She'd seen Ralli naked in the shower, but having her grab her hand, and then having her beg for a favor while she braced the class door shut with her broad shoulders and hips... was something entirely different! Harley let out a small gasp, crossing her arms to grip her shoulders. "M-M-Ms. Ralli... Y-you're not c-covering your-" she began to stutter, looking very obviously at the completely unprotected frontal nudity of her teacher's dark, muscular body and finding herself frozen.

"Please, Harley!" Ralli begged again with a sharp voice. She was tense to the point where one would assume she was already holding back a horde of excited students against the frame of the door, even though the only aggressors she currently faced were all in her head.

"Uh... right!" Harley shouted, tearing her eyes from Ralli's wild, dark bush with some effort. "W-what's the problem with the curtains? Is the drawstring broken?"

"Yes, it must be! Can you fix it?!"

"Hmm... Let me try it first to-" Harley proposed, lightly tugging on the string. With the proper amount of ****, the curtains gently, easily lowered. "... Oh. I guess there's no problem? ... Ms. Ralli, did you not know how to-"

"I swear I did it exactly that way!" Ralli shouted, a mixture of indignation and urgency as she flew for the curtains.

Realizing what was about to happen and determined to save Ralli from herself, Harley yanked the cord, raising it enough for Ralli to pass underneath without leaving a large woman-shaped tear in it. Just as quickly, she gave another tug to lower it once more.

"Thank you, Harley," Ralli muttered, slumping against the podium onto her butt while protecting the private area between her legs with her arms. "That was almost a disaster."

There was precious little room in the curtains for two women. In close proximity but still on her feet, Harley was mesmerized by the strange position of looking down on her idol of both knighthood and womanhood profusely thanking her without so much as a scrap to wear... Freshly-showered without the usual scent of sweat that followed her, surrounded by mood-making curtains and lanterns... It felt like a dream. A wet one, Harley admitted to herself.

She had to snap herself out of it, for Ralli's sake "Are you really going to teach class this way, ma'am?!"

"... I am. I promised," Ralli admitted, finding her resolve a bit shaken as Harley no longer seemed to be treating it as a matter of course.

"Class is going to start any minute!" Harley reminded her nervously. "You're really sure?"

"I am!" the sergeant declared, a bit of pride showing in her face even as she remained naked on the floor.

That was that, then. Harley would have to get to her seat, and fast. She found herself wondering if there was anything else she could do for Ralli...