The gym

Aleesa makes a gleeful noise at the sight of the gym, it reads Jordan gymnasium above the doors. “Oh thank god!” she almost cries as she breaks out into a sprint toward the gym. she runs through the gym door, not stopping to wonder if anyone’s inside, and then runs into the main gym floor.

Luckily for her the coach is having the class run a mile at the track for the first day, so everyone is at the track about a five minute walk away from the actual gym. Barely stopping to look around, Aleesa turns and runs towards the nearest locker room she sees and then finally quickly shuts the locker room door behind her. She is finally safe and in the gym. now she just needs to find some clothes.

Now alone, Aleesa walks with her arms to her side as she looks around at the lockers, hoping to find one without a lock. to her dismay she can’t find one without a lock. So instead she starts pulling at each locker’s lock in hope that the locks will either give or won’t be as closed as it should of been.

Ultimately however it is no use. all of the lockers are adequately locked and the ones that aren’t have nothing inside them. Looking around she hopes to find a towel but she finds none. What should’ve been her salvation was quite the opposite, because unknown to her the class is coming back from the track, and she is in the wrong locker room.

Looking over at the clock, Aleesa does guess that the students are about to return, and figuring that she is in the girls locker room she decides to stand where she is with her arms covering herself up. When The class gets back she will do her best to explain the situation and ask for some clothes. It will be humiliating but what choice does she have? besides they are all girls and will understand and help her. Right?

A moment passes with Aleesa standing in the middle of the locker room. No matter how she tries to cover herself up she can’t seem to completely cover her breasts, so she instead ops to move both her hands down to her groin to cover up her womanhood. she figures that it’s more embarrassing for a bunch of the girls to see her vagina rather than her breasts anyway.

Outside the door to the locker room she can hear the class start to enter the building. In just a moment she will have about a minute of embarrassment and then finally she’ll be able to cover her self.

The locker room door opens and Aleesa is surprised when she hears male laughter. Before she can react about 20 boys her age are standing in front of her staring at her as she drips in sweat, her hands are covering her vagina but not her boobs, something she starts to realize as she can feel almost 40 eyes staring at them. Slowly she moves one of her arms up and does her best to cover her breasts, though one of them is still left exposed.