The sprinkler

Knowing that her trouble could be increased, another snap of your fingers turns on the lawn sprinklers, suddenly showering her with cold water, soaking her and almost instantly turning her white shirt see thru.

Miss Nolan looks on in horror as she realises that close to fifty people are now gathered around in the school yard, all eyes fixed on her. Feeling the cold water running through her shirt she knows that her breasts are pressing hard against her bra. Can this possibly get any worse?