Showing everyone

"Sacre bleu!" Mlle Pascal exclaimed as she realised what she was looking at, "Sandry!"

"Y... Yes, miss?"

"Why are you naked?"

"It's kind of complicated to explain."

"Although I see you have something on. Stand up."

"Do I have to?"

"Mais oui. If you come to my classroom looking like a cheap stripper. Stand up."

Reluctantly, Sandry got to get feet."

"What are those... things?"

"They're all I have to cover my... to cover me."

"So they are."

Sandry could feel all the eyes on her, a complicated mixture of desire, humour and jealousy hanging in the air. Her body, although she was uncomfortable with parts of it, had a pair of fantastic breasts that hung full and firm without a bra. Everyone behind or to the side of her could see how her backside stuck out and formed a gorgeous rounded shape which was the envy of many.

"Miss, please let me sit down now!" Sandry pleaded.