Try to escape

I woke sometime during the night. After getting over the panic of waking up in a strange place, I sat up in bed. What was I doing? The Hammer didn't know who I was. I could easily slip out of this place and get home.

I slipped out of bed and carefully dressed myself in clean panties and uniform. I took one last look at the hot ass in the other bed, sad that I wouldn't get to see what was attached to it.

I let myself out into the deserted hallway and slowly retraced our steps to the front door. The place was so silent it was almost creepy. I couldn't wait to get out of here.

I rounded a corner and ran right into a pair of muscle bound security guards.

"What do we have here?" one of them said. "Looks like we've got a runner, Rick."

"Oh no, thats not good behavior, Steve," Rick said. "Not good behavior at all."

"What do you think, should we wake the Dean or handle it ourselves?"

"I think we can handle some corrective action," Rick said.

Steve reached down and started unbuttoning his pants. I turned to run but Rick grabbed me roughly by the arms and held me in place.

"Where do you think you're going?" Steve said. "The Academy has a zero tolerance policy when it comes to runaways."