Rebecca

"Here," you say, chivalrously handing your dirty laundry to the naked cheerleader. "Put these on."

You didn't think Rebecca could look more surprised, but she manages it. It astounds her that you'd clothe her while remaining nude yourself. By now, your hard-on has subsided quite a bit as your left-brain is working on a plan. Long-term, you know, the best play is to help Rebecca out. After all, you say to yourself, I've already seen everything I can see.

Again with some regret, you tell Rebecca to get dressed while you run to get something important. Rebecca's so focused on putting your clothes on, it doesn't register with her that you're about to dash into your high school completely naked.

But that's exactly what you do. The gym and the locker rooms are near the shop, and there's something there that you really need. You run to the shop classroom, relieved that even if she took your phone, Madison didn't have the presence of mind to grab the janitor's keys.