He takes advantage.

A wicked expression flashes across Mr. McKenzie's face as he looks from the panties and back to her.

"I'm disappointed in you, Sana. Obviously stripping in class is a huge violation of our rules. Not to mention you're out of dress code now."

"But, but..."

"I don't want to hear any excuses, it's your first day at our school and you're acting disgracefully. What I should do is report all this to the principal and get you suspended. But..." he looked her over then, in a way that made her glow brighter with even more embarrassment, "but, I think I'll cut you a break. Come to my class after school today for a private detention and I'll leave the administration out of it."

All Sana could do was nod. She looked at the clock, two minutes had already passed. She started to feel and irresistible pull to the bathroom where she had to meet Beatrice before the next class.

"Can...can I go now?"

"Don't you want your panties back?"

"Yes! Of course, but I'm kind of in a hurry."

"Fine, fine, you just have to prove that they're yours."

"What? How would I do that?" She asked, but when she followed his eyes to the front of her skirt, she suddenly understood. That pervert!

Nevertheless, she had to get out of their quickly, she couldn't argue. And she did want her panties back if possible.

"Fine," she said, and, glowing brightly, she lifted her skirt to show him her naked pussy.

"Very nice," Mr. McKenzie said, then cleared his throat. "I guess that does prove that these are yours. So I'll give them back to you after school when you come for detention."

"But! You said!" Sana started, but her feet were already carrying her out the door to the bathroom against her will.