She took you to the nearest bathroom.

Eleanor looked both ways. She hefted your nude body into her arms, holding you against her massive breasts, and ran over to the nearest bathroom. The girl ducked inside the girls' room and, for good measure, headed into a stall and sat on the toilet. The busty blonde pulled her legs up into a pretzel position, placing your naked butt into her lap. Despite being a bit dazed at how she so easily manhandled you into here, you still had enough self-awareness to shoot your hands into your lap to cover your dick. As if eager for security (giving or receiving), Eleanor wrapped her arms around your flat, androgynous chest, hugging you close to her softness.

Neither of you made a sound as you heard stomping in the hallway outside. It got louder, then faded as the two-faced geek and her second string lackeys passed the bathroom by. You couldn't deny that your heart was pounding in your chest. You couldn't believe this girl just rescued you!

"Uh... thanks..." you whispered. You turned to look up at the girl you were in the lap of, surprised at how flushed her face was and how heavy her breathing was. Despite how strained and warm she looked, she smiled, her arms giving you a squeeze like you were a teddy bear or body pillow.

"Dunno what happened, but... Just happy ya'll are safe, darlin'!" she chirped, grinning.

"Uh... yeah. Why'd you save me?" you asked.

She shrugged. "Oh, ya know... Just right and proper thing to do, right? Cute little darlin' like ya'll, runnin' scared, in the school..." she swallowed hard. "Completely naked." A shudder ran through her body. The thicc blonde sat up, scooping you into her arms and stepping out of the stall. She placed you on the counter, between two of the sinks. Your shapely chocolate legs dangled off the end of the counter, too short to reach the floor, and you hastily cupped your hands to your bare penis.

You watched Eleanor curiously as she grabbed a paper towel from the dispenser and wet it in the sink. She returned to you, using the warm and damp towel to wipe some of the tears from your cheeks. It was a really tender and nurturing gesture... one you weren't used to.

"So, tell me... How'd ya'll wind up naked and chased by them folk?" she asked. She was smiling sympathetically at you, but you couldn't help but notice the erect nipples tenting her thin, white camisole.