She meets a boy.

Sabrina enters the waiting room. Inside, one person already sits. It is Lance, a punk boy notorious at the school for getting himself into trouble and causing havoc. Most people just make fun of him or bully him for his peculiar way of dressing and his odd behavior... including Sabrina and her popular friend group. This is the last person Sabrina would’ve wanted to meet here.

“Oh god, of all people that could’ve been here, Lance is here...” mumbles Sabrina.

“What the fuck? Where’s your clothes, Sabrina?” Lance laughs.

“Shut up Lance,” mumbles Sabrina.

“Oh, what was that? Couldn’t hear you...”

“Shut up, Lance!” yells Sabrina. “You could hear me fine!”

Lance chuckles. “So Sabrina,” he grins, “what exactly happened here?” He gestures to her nude body. “Just decided to show up to school naked today, eh?”

“No! That’s not what happened, Lan-“

“Come on Sabrina!” he laughs. “Coming to school naked seems exactly like something an attention seeking whore like you would do...”

“It was an accident! I spilled ink on myself in art and had to strip-“

Lance roars with laughter. “Didn’t know you were so funny, Sabrina. Do you really expect me to believe that?” he says. “Spilled ink on yourself and had to get naked, yeah right. You were probably streaking.”

“No! That’s not what I happened at all, I swear-“

“I’ve heard enough, Sabrina,” Lance sneers. “So, you’re a little exhibitionist, eh?”

“You’re such a goddamn loser, Lance! Fuck you!”

He smiles. “At least I’m not naked at school like you are, slut.”

“Fuck off,” Sabrina scowls. She turns away from Lance and pouts. It’s best if she just ignores him; continuing to fight with him will go nowhere. She wants to reach into her backpack to grab her phone to distract herself, but that would require her to uncover herself and thus expose her body to Lance and the office secretaries. Sabrina has **** but to sit there, clad in only her hands. Bored, she glances back over to Lance for a moment... only to notice he is holding his phone up in her direction!

“Hey! Are you recording me?”

“Nope, I’m just taking pictures,” Lance laughs.

Sabrina shrieks! She puts her feet on her chair and presses her legs against her breasts. She puts her two free hands firmly over her pretty, pink, slightly moist pussy. “W-what? S-s-stop that!”

“Come on Sabrina, pose for me! I still haven’t seen your tits and pussy uncovered yet...”

“W-What’s the point of this? It’s not like you have friends or someone to send the pics to, Lance!”

“Oh, don’t worry Sabrina, I’ll be keeping these to myself,” grins Lance.

“Pervert! When I tell my friends about this they’re gonna beat your ass!”

“I don’t think your little popular group will like you very much after hearing about how much of a deviant you are,” laughs Lance.

“Ughh! I hate you so much, Lance!” groans Sabrina. “Fuck you!”

Some time passes. Sabrina tries her best to stay composed; but with Lance taking pictures and the secretaries staring, it’s getting harder and harder. Suddenly, she hears a door creak open. It’s the principal!

“Sabrina? Sabrina Davis?” the principal says as he peeks his head through his half-opened door. “Sabrina, come in, we need to have a talk.”

“Yes sir.” Sabrina gets up from her seat. For a brief moment, everything she has to offer is on display to the whole office. Quickly, she covers herself again, but the damage had already been done. Her juicy tits and moist pussy had already been seen by Lance and the secretaries and everyone else in the waiting room.

“My my, do girls these days have no shame?” a secretary says.

“Disgraceful!”

“Mmm, I knew you those titties and pussy were gonna look good, Sabrina. You should come naked more often...” moans Lance.

Sabrina shoots Lance a **** glare. “You’re an asshol-“

“That’s enough, Sabrina!” shouts the principal. “Harassing your colleagues will only dig you a deeper hole. Come into my office immediately.”