Run

Amira backed into the locker clutching her chest into her body debating what she could do. She couldn't be here, and so she ran to the only idea that popped in her frantic head. Outside. There was an exit door that the teen quickly fled to and out just as the sound of the football team started to head where she once was. The cool fall air washed over her entire body. From her bare shoulders, the mountains on her chest with peaks pointing outward in different directions, her unkempt bushy crotch.

"Wait."

She looked down and confirmed the worst. No longer was the bright green Victoria's Secret panties covering her sex. In fact, nothing was there, as they had ripped on her locker, currently being picked up by the curious boys.

"Where the fuck are my panties?!" She cursed diving her hands to her exposed kitty bringing her knees together, and pressing her bare ass to the now locked door. The sinking feeling finally hit and froze Amira as she realized, she was in her birthday suit, at school, with nothing but her hijab and heels on.