A school swimsuit

It was a blue and white stretchy thing that only after staring was finally identified as a swimsuit. Monica wanted to shriek in despair but after a moment just gave the coach a small smile and accepted the suit.

"Thank you so much" she forced out. Accepting the suit she quickly turned and made for the locker room to pull it on.

After watching the round cheeks walk away with tiny little clapping sounds, the coach looked back into the lost and found and pulled out a fresh only slightly creased uniform. Smiling to herself she mused ' always in a hurry, if she bothered to ask if there was anything else I might've given this to her, but then again if she wasn't always in a hurry to miss class she wouldn't be in such a mess trying to cover those big buns'. Now full om grinning she wondered how long that old fraying swimsuit would stay on.