Out of the Wet Clothes

You can't resist an opening like that. You reach out with your powers and give Ms. Nolan a nudge, as she stands there hands on hips staring at the two soaked students.

"We can't have you standing here in soaked uniforms," she informs them slowly. "You'll catch your **** of cold like that. Take them off."

Simon's eyes widen at the comments, and Jenny shakes her head. "You mean, inside right?"

"No," Ms Nolan replies with your control. "Right here and now."

"We..." Simon began, "we can't just strip in the school yard."

"You should have thought about that before getting into this situation." Ms. Nolan responds, not backing down. "Take off your wet clothes now!"

Not seeing another option, Simon reluctantly shrugs off his school blazer, Jenny doing the same. You watch Simon's eyes as they fall on Jenny's soaked white shirt, clinging almost see thru to her body.

"Well, we haven't got all day," Ms Nolan prompted.