Squeeze The Nose

Emily reached out, and gave the clown's big inflatable nose a squeeze.

There was a grinding noise, and the clown's mouth fell open, revealing a dimly-lit tunnel. Emily punched the air, and gave herself a little cheer. She'd done it! She'd solved the riddle of the clown! And so quickly, too! Mr. Jackson would definitely respect her now!

She crouched down, looking into the dimly-lit tunnel. It was a long, dark, plastic chute, like something from a playground, winding deeper into the building. She'd have to crawl on her hands and knees to make it through. But that was no trouble for the heroic Emily!

As she bent down, her shirt riding up behind to flash her red panties, a sound came from inside the wall. Something like a groan, or a sigh of pleasure. Emily froze up, a thrill shooting through her body. What was that? Could someone see her? Oh, dear... was one of the clowns alive?

She glanced back over her shoulder, reassuring herself that nothing in the room had moved. She was totally alone. Still, she did her best to smooth her shirt back down over her panties before proceeding into the tunnel. It didn't help much, but she felt better for trying. She didn't like the thought of somebody actually watching her, crawling around on her hands and knees with her undies showing.