Claire's Bra

In the one hand Anna still held the cell phone, but her other hand contained only Claire's bra. She turned it over in her hand hoping that her panties were bunched up somewhere behind it, but no such luck. Her panties were gone, leaving her bottomless once again.

"God damn it." Anna muttered, but without real feeling behind it. For some reason the loss of her panties made her feel... what? Not excited. Not happy. She couldn't quite pinpoint the feeling.

She couldn't do anything with the bra so she handed it over to Claire who accepted it gratefully but quizzically.

"Could you turn around while I put this on?" Claire asked. Anna complied. "How come you've got your blouse too?" continued Claire.

Anna quickly outlined what had happened, and explained Natasha's deal; that she had hidden their clothing around the school and would text them with their locations. If the girls met her at the end of the day in the women's locker room she would exchange each un-retrieved item of clothing for a kiss.

Claire told Anna that she was finished, and Anna turned around. "That doesn't sound like a bad deal, to be honest." Claire offered. Now clad in just her bra, socks, and shoes she sat on the toilet lid with her hands clasped over her crotch. "It's the last class of the day anyway. We just have to wait it out, give the hallways time to empty, then make a run for it. It's pretty low risk."

"Yeah..." Anna agreed. "But... what about her price? I mean, are you really willing to make out with another girl-"

"-Yes." Claire quickly replied. She blushed. "I mean... to get my clothes back, anyway."

Anna closed her eyes. She was making no attempt to cover up any more and she was feeling incredibly aroused. She couldn't figure out why, though. Was it Claire, or was it the thought of once again tackling the school hallways in a state of undress? Was she a lesbian, or was she an exhibitionist? Before today she had considered herself to be neither. And maybe that was right; maybe she was the same person she'd been yesterday but was just a little lost in the situation.

She knew if she stayed, though, that something was going to happen with her and Claire. And she knew if she left she'd be risking exposing herself to the rest of the school.

The school bell rang, signalling the start of the final class of the day. The phone in her hand buzzed, signalling the location of her skirt.