Going botomless to class

We took the only seats left near the front of the class. The lesson began in earnest, and I didn’t understand a lick of it. I instead focused on sizing up my “classmates”. Was the kidnapper one of them? None one seemed particularly thuggish, just a bunch of squalid computer nerds... which I guess is the primary type of suspect considering we are dealing with a hacker. Hmm.

The only thing I learned by watching my "classmates" was that Annie’s slender posterior and Mimi’s apple bottom were more interesting than the lesson. My red panties didn’t garner as much attention. Although, without the skirt, I can’t say I resemble much of a cheerleader anyway. The forbidden allure of the disguise is lost.

Eventually, the class ended, and we exited the classroom. On the hallway, Annie promptly hid between Mimi and I, bending her legs to try and hide her womanhood. She forgot who was supposed to be guarding who.

“W-well, that went better than expected!” Mimi said, either to cheer Annie up or herself. “At least the class went without a hitch! That’s a victory in my books.”

“Really? That’s a victory in your dictionary? Are you sure it’s not next to the word Pyrrhic?”

“Let’s go back and hole up in the apartment. No one would dare kidnap Mimi there. Why did we even come here?” Annie mumbled, grabbing a strand of her hair and twirling around her finger. She looked left and right to see if anyone was staring at her ass. She squealed softly when she realized that it was indeed the case.

“Because I need to have good grades to keep my scholarship!” Mimi replied.

“And because we have to sus out if the kidnapper is stalking her,” I added.

“Speaking of, I just remembered I have a test! I can’t afford to miss it!”

Mimi took off running down the hallway. Annie grimaced. I could tell there was an interesting thought going in that pretty little head of hers. “What’s got your panties in a knot? This is nothing compared to what happened in Italy.”

“I know but, erg, this mission brings back memories…” Annie took a deep breath. “Just like high school, eh Laura?”

“No? Who do you think I am? I was running that place.”

“Then… just like college?”

“I went to the police academy, which I also ran, I might add. Now come on, we can’t let Mimi out of sight.”

We gave chase to Mimi. It was hard for me to find traction as I ran. My pink socks slid over the polished tiles of the floor, but I think I still prefer wearing them over going barefoot like Annie. The floor looked cold.

It was easy to track Mimi. We followed the jeers thrown at her bouncing behind, which were then bounced at us… Well, mostly at Annie’s.

“I think the kidnapper is part of the anti-Mimi club,” Annie told me between bated breaths, probably to try and distract herself.

“Me too. It would be the perfect cover. A prank that goes too far, no one would be the wiser until it’s too late.”

“But how can we find out who-“

“We’ll have time to think it over during the test.” We had reached the second classroom. For once, Mimi arrived somewhat earlier and didn’t have to sit in the last available seat, so I took it instead. Thankfully, everyone was too focused on the test to prank Mimi.