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Chapter 28 by Anonegg Anonegg

Does she stay or does she go?

She decides to go

Trembling only slightly, Anna flipped open the phone and read it.

Try the lost and found. it read.

Anna groaned. The Lost and Found was kept in the secretary's office and had to be requested. That meant going to the school entrance - which was full of glass windows and doors looking out onto the street - and approaching the secretary's window and asking to see the lost and found... completely bottomless. Worse yet, the headmistress' office was right next door to the secretary's, so if they objected to her state of undress then they might escalate it to her immediately. It was risky. Anna glanced up at Claire who was staring at Anna's exposed crotch. It was, perhaps, less risky than the alternatives.

Anna texted back. Will I need the phone? A plan was beginning to form but she'd need to be empty handed for it. A few moments later Natasha texted back Nah.

"Could you look after the phone?" Anna asked Claire as she handed it over.

"Sure." Claire replied, taking it. "How come?"

"I'm going to have to bullshit the receptionists," Anna replied. "And if I have the phone it might invalidate my story."

Eager to get away from Claire's hungry stares, Anna stepped out of the cubicle and back into the bathroom. She caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror and wished she hadn't. The white shrunken shirt sitting atop her midriff and her white socks seemed to accentuate her nudity; if she were simply bottomless then that might be an accident or an incident or something, but to be bottomless with shoes and socks on made it seem intentional. Still, as she stepped out into the school hallway she kept her hands to her sides and felt a thrill in doing so. Maybe she was an exhibitionist.

The hallway was empty, although a teacher's voice could be heard quite clearly nearby which suggested they'd left the door open. Closing her eyes, she stood there for a few minutes listening to a lecture on photosynthesis as she idly traced her finger around her bare pussy lips and imagined she was sitting in the classroom. Sure, she'd already spent two classes naked today but she hadn't actually touched herself at any point during them. Now she wished she had. She bit her lip. Maybe it was not too late...?

What does she decide?

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