She is saved in the nick of time, but she soon has a bigger problem

As the girl continued to shake the door furiously, her friend chided her.

“Jesus, Tiffany, take it easy. You’re gonna break it. I don’t want to have to piss with the door open the rest of the year. Just wait for one of the other stalls.”

“They’re occupied. I’ll be late for class.”

“Then you’re late for class. Stop banging that thing around and let the janitor fix it.”

After a few more minutes, the class bell rang. The rest of the girls filed out, but Tiffany sat down in the stall next to her. Anna held her breath as the fabric dangled back and forth precariously from its peg. After what seemed like an eternity, Anna heard a flush. The girl washed her hands and left for class.

Once the girl left, Anna saw how close she had been to being discovered. The bits of fabric were hanging by their very corners. Even the tiniest disturbance would have made them fall. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

She was just reaching for the scraps to cover herself again, when a sudden gust of wind lifted them up and blew them away! She saw them drift over the stalls and out of sight. Without thinking, she threw the door open to chase after them. Fortunately, there weren’t any other hidden stragglers to see her. She rushed out of the stall just in time to see her clothes floating out the open window.

Anna’s school was built on a hill, and on this side, it was a four-story drop to the ground. She would have to run down four flights of stairs to reach the rags, then hope she could find some sort of cover outside to tie them back on, all without being seen. However, she was not even lucky enough for that.

Her clothes didn’t fall straight down. Instead, she watched helplessly as the wind’s currents carried them away, over the parking lot, over the football fields, and beyond. Every time they seemed like they were going to land, the wind picked them up again. They drifted across the sky until they disappeared into the distance. Her rescue suddenly seemed farther away than ever.

All of a sudden, a mortifying thought occurred to her: How long had she been looking through this window? The whole time, her breasts had been on full display for anyone who might be watching outside, and her naked backside was directly exposed to anyone who might have walked through the door. She was still naked, and she still didn’t know what to do about it. She knew it wasn’t a long-term solution, but she didn’t know what else to do except hide in the stall again. She frowned and thought very carefully about what her next move should be.