Sure

"The one all the way in the back, by that bathroom nobody uses? Absolutely not!" I say sarcastically.

Alex gives me a light punch on the shoulder, laughing and we head towards her locker.

Alex's locker is truly all the way at the back of the school, on the top floor. It's actually a decently long walk and few ever venture there.

"God, where is my homework folder? I swear its in here. Or did I leave it at home?" Alex shuffles through her stuff, unable to find her folder.

"Here lemme see if I can find it," I say, moving next to her and looking inside as well.

Since we're now inside the building, Alex has shed her coat and sweater, standing in just a tank top that only reaches her belly, exposing a good amount of skin. Her large breasts strain against the thin material of her tank top, the tops of her bra visible over the low cut. Her arms are bare and her jeans wrap tightly around her legs. As I lean in, my body presses against hers unintentionally, and Alex seems to not mind the contact.

I shuffle some stuff around with her, but can't find the folder she's looking for. "Oh well, I think I must have forgotten it at home," signs Alex. We both move to stand up, and her breasts brush against my chest. She seems to react from the touch, a soft sign escaping her lips.