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Chapter 89 by Speci@lty Speci@lty

Does something happen on the football field once again?

Nothing happening there...what!?

Stark naked, I made my way down the grassy slope to the football field. When I reached our destination...what the hell?

"Where the hell is everybody?" I turned my head clockwise but didn't see a thing. Everyone was gone. Nowhere to be seen. "Are we early? Was class cancelled and we didn't know about it?"

"I'm not sure, this all seems very eerie. Though I feel like we're missing something."

As Bridget and I pondered our predicament, a familiar face came into view. "Delia!" Bridget ran over to Professor Sands who appeared walking towards us from the opposite side of the field. Bridget embraced her in a hug and Sands happily hugged her back. I couldn't help but feel they were acting too friendly for a teacher and student...oh shit, I guess I'm not one to talk.

I placed my hands before my groin and walked towards the professor completely forgetting what was to come next, "Hands to your sides Professor." Yep, should have seen that one coming. I parted my hands but not before I got close enough to them that I could just hide my naked body behind Bridget. I put my hand on her shoulder to make it look like I was showing her comfort but really I was just trying to keep Sands from staring at my johnson.

"Professor Sands, care to explain what happened to the whole class?" Normally I would be very happy that no people were around to see me naked but given the past few days, I couldn't help but feel that this might lead to something worse. Though I couldn't imagine anything worse than being naked in front of an entire football field full of people.

"Why Professor Finn, surely you must be aware of our field trip plans, yes?"

"Field trip? What field trip!?"

"I sent you an email yesterday describing the whole thing. Did you not see it?"

Of course not. I was too busy being naked in someone else's house yesterday on my day off. Not to mention winning over my girlfriend's mother after a series of embarrassments. How could I not think to check my email? I lowered my head.

"Where is the destination for this field trip?" Bridget asked. It would seem she didn't know either. My cheeks flushed when I realized I must have been the reason behind that. I left Bridget just as distracted by me as I was by her yesterday. Where did the class go?

Where is the field trip?

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