Yes.

“I’m still kind of not fully awake yet,” she said, before turning to me and figuring out where my gaze led. “Oh, this?” she inquired, pointing at her chest with both hands. I looked away embarrassed.

“I… wasn’t…” I stuttered.

“Oh, would you stop that already, John? Look all you want, dude, I mean, everyone’s looking at you, right?”

I looked around. Surely enough, I caught many girls sneaking peaks in my direction, and one or two of them simply openly staring at me.

“See?”

I looked back at Kathy with only slightly more confidence then I had before. She smiled playfully, and pointed at her semi-exposed breasts as a reminder. “Feel free to look all you want,” she added. “What’s a little skin between friends?”

She looked down at her own chest, and gently pinched her nipples with both hands, causing them to become further erect, and push farther through their respective holes in the material. I almost blushed and turned away right then, but then she locked eyes with me, not allowing me to look away. She smiled once more and turned back to her locker.

“Like I said, obviously I wouldn’t normally wear something so… revealing. But things have changed a lot the last couple days, so…” She let her words drift off as she reached into the locker and pulled out a pair of white high top sneakers. She sat down on the bench running through the center of the aisle, and slipped her feet in, first her left, then her right.

“The truth is, this outfit is more comfortable than the standard gym uniform anyway, that’s why I work out in it. It’s cool and breezy… obviously.” She smirked at that, and glanced up at me. “If no one has a problem with it, I’ll probably just keep wearing it to gym for now on.

The standard gym uniform, for both male and female gym students, was a yellow t-shirt with our school’s logo on it, and red gym shorts, about knee length. Parts of the uniform were typically swapped in and out, usually female gym students swapping the somewhat unflattering baggy shorts for red hot pants.

Kathy stuck her gym bag in the locker and slammed it shut and locked it. She turned back to me. “I’m all ready now, John, lets go.”