A quick search for Riley

Lilian didn't like being late for her first two classes in a row, but by now there way no avoiding that. She was already going to be a few minutes late, so what were a few more spent recovering her clothing. Besides, she had lost ninety percent of her underwear so far today and it wasn't even noon yet. As much as she was beginning to enjoy the freeing feeling of being braless, she felt she should try to get it back.

First though, she had to recover he shirt from the stall. It had landed in a pile of used tissues next to a pile if faded magazines that seemed to be glued together. Some of the tissues it was lying in were old and crusty while others were newer and got traces of what Lilian suspected were snot on the inside of the skirt. She didn't have any time to clean is off and so she endured feeling it brush up against her thighs and but and she ran down the empty halls, look desperately for Riley or the art room.

While she knew the odds of running into the girl were low, Lilian hoped that maybe she would be waiting outside the art room. Lilian saw the colourfully decorated art room door at the same time as she saw the clock next to it. Five minutes, she was already five minutes late to her class and she still needed to find where it was!

She barrelled and immediately regretted her hasty decision has she crashed into two students standing by the doorway. The fall happened in a flash and before she knew it she had landed on top of one boy, her tits smothering his face, while her own face was being smothered in the crotch of the second boy. His legs locked closed as he groaned in agony, forcing her to stay wedged in. The first boy must have been quite weak, because Lilian knew she didn't weigh that much but he was still unable to lift her off of his face and instead just wriggled around between her tits.

After a few moments the second boy recovered and released her head, allowing Lilian to get off the first boy and notice the third boy that was watching the situation. She apologised to the two boys she ran into and they thankfully accepted while introducing themselves.

Brian, who she was lying on top of, was a short scrawny boy with black unkempt hair which covered his eyes. Tim was the tallest of the three and three most unkempt. His shaggy Brown hair looked like it was filled with knots, and his clothes were unwashed and tattered. Worst of all was the smell of sweat and filth she was **** to endure why being pressed against his crotch. But despite this, they both seemed like nice shy boys to Lilian.

The third boy she already knew and greeted with a heartfelt hug. John, the boy from the bus, returned the hug by grabbing her butt with both hands. Lilian thought it was a strange way to hug somebody but then, remembering their previous encounter, assumed he was doing it as a sort of inside joke between them.

"You took off your panties?" He asked as he dug his fingers into her butt cheeks.

"Oh no" She replied. Then, perhaps because she was still slightly light headed from being suffocating, she broke off the hug and raised her skirt so all three boys could see underneath. "I just had some adjustments made, do you like it!"

"This is the girl" Brian's words were directed to John but his eyes remained locked to Lilian.

"Yeah, this is her her" He spoke to Brian, before turning back to Lilian. "My friends here were giving me a hard time, saying I dreampt you."

"Haha don't be silly boys" She laughed and finally dropped her skirt "I'm real, but I do have to run before I'm super late to my class. I only came here to look for the girl who has my bra."

She turned to leave when John reached out to grasp her hand.

"Wait a sec! You're already pretty late, why not just skip like us."

"I... I really can't, I'd be skipping my second ever class." The thought tempted Lilian, but what if her father found out she skipped a class on the first day!

"Please" He begged her "Brian there is a painter and he's been looking for a model to paint!"

It seemed as if Brian was shocked to hear this about himself, but didn't make any sense to Lilian, more likely he just had a nervous disposition.

"Uhhhhh yeah." Brian mumbled more than spoke. "And..a uhh pretty girl like you would be perfect."

Lilian was conflicted. She didn't want her father to hear she missed a class, but she also felt like she owed the poor boy after smothering him with her breasts...