Patience pays off...but for who?

Julie couldn't wait for this nightmare to end. For the cleaners to finally leave the school so she could get that envelope, rip it up, try to find some clothes, and get home before her parents. Steve's fresh cum continued to work its way down her skin, freeing dried up layers of dirt and grime that had been caked on before. She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the dirt on her eyelashes, too, and longed for a long, hot, uninterrupted shower...if this is what getting one envelope would take, how much more would it take to get the rest of her blackmailer's material?

She laid on the table, deciding it was her best option for staying hidden for the moment, her hand trailing idly down her skin. One settled between her legs, one finger absently rubbing against her sore cunt, a small moan escaping her as she realized what she was doing. Having given herself to two men more then once today, trapped in her school with no clothes to cover up with, and yet she was still....

With a groan, she rolled off of the table gently to draw herself to her feet, creeping towards the doorway on her bare feet, listening to see who else was still around. Several moments passed, every movement of the school settling mingling with the squeak of wheels, the clatter of footsteps, the muttering of voices mixing with complete silence. After what felt like forever but was only a half hour, Julie felt safe enough to open the door and to resume her quest.

If everyone was gone as she felt, it wouldn't matter where she went first, so she headed for the locker rooms, to clean herself off; clothes could wait. Whether she found them in five minutes or fifteen would make no difference. She'd been totally nude, feeling the cold air mingle with the dirt and cum on her body for most of the last hour. More time would do her no harm. She stopped for a moment to listen again, and heard nothing to indicate anyone else was there.

Finally. A minute later, she was at the locker rooms, and ambled into the guys' locker room; the girls' was under repair and would be finished tomorrow. Despite herself, Julie giggled slightly at the naughty fantasy of walking naked into the guys' locker room; she'd never quite think of gym the same way again. As she walked into the communal shower area, she imagined all of the guys that usually showered there, what they'd look like...how they'd look at her if she strutted in without a stitch of clothing to her name...

Julie blinked quickly, needing to clear her head, turning on the shower, gasping as the cold water blasted into her. It hardened her abused nipples to full aching attention, but she reveled in it anyways, letting the liquid run over her face, body, and legs as it gradually changed to a better temperature. She closed her eyes and relished the feeling of being somewhat clean again, the dirt and cum running off of into the drain.

Julie's eyes clasped open only briefly as she leaned against the tiled wall, letting the water run over her, her hands resting against her thighs, spreading them involuntarily, shutting her eyes in bliss. A perfect vision.

And a perfect target.