Nope.

When she arrived at Weatherby’s office, he looked surprised to see her.

“If figured you’d have went home by now, want some more?”

“Not right now, I figured I would come to see if you would be returning any of my clothes you won in turn for forfeits.” Bree told him.

“Nope, I was very clear when I told you I would be keeping these, at least for now. That way you’ll be a little more invested in our next game.”

“But, but I can’t come to school with nothing one below my waste, I’ll be sent home and get in a load of trouble!” Bree whined.

“You’re a clever girl Bree, I’m sure you can think of something, and as for your sock penalty, you can do whatever you like with that, I wouldn’t even know what to do. Now go on and get your sweet ass home before anything else happens. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you soon.”

As they walked to the front door, he gave Bree her keys, a quick seat on her butt, and locked the doors behind her. It Bree a moment, distracted by the cool night air, to realized she was standing in front of her school, illuminated by street lights, stark naked.

Bree dropped to he butt, feeling the gravel of the concrete steps stick to her ass and thighs, and put on her shirt, socks and shoes. Her shirts material was thin enough that in these direct lights, you can clearly make out her nipples through the material.