Somewhere precarious.

Trish was certain things couldn't get any worse for her than they were right now. While fleeing from Isabel seemed like a smart decision at the time, she was now having second guesses. Nearly all of the entrances back to the school were filled with students, and what few that weren't, had been suspiciously locked. And after idiotically running passed god knows how many security cameras, Trish was practically out of options. That is, until she spotted an open window on the third floor.

It was such a simple plan; climb to the third floor via the pipes on the side of the building, go in through the window, and then rush back to the pool to recover her clothes before everyone piled back in. After all, wet clothes are still better than no clothes.

What she hadn't planned on was the pipe being too old to support her weight. Mind you the pipe didn't completely break and send her falling to the ground, but instead it bent in half. So now Trish was hanging from the busted pipe a couple dozen feet in the air with her entire body on display. Her bare ass trembled as she struggled to pull herself back towards the wall with her free hand, leaving her no way to caver her breasts or pussy. Changing tactics, she tried reached for the windowsill with her foot, which caused her legs to spread apart and put everything on display.

"Damn it! That traitorous bitch is gonna pay for this!"

"Ahem!"

Trish's movements came to a sudden halt at the sound of someone clearing their throat. Her face paled and her buttocks clenched in fear as she slowly turned to see who was there.