Yasmin Flees

Yasmin manages to scramble to her knees, looking up and down the corridor in shock, rather pleased that at the moment Steph is the only person looking at her. Her skirt lays there in two halfs on the floor, and she quickly thrusts one hand in front of her pussy, the other trying to cover her bare arse. "Oh my God!" she gasps again.

Steph stepped forward and held out a hand to help her friend up, but Yasmin swiped it aside, scrabbling to her feet and inadvertently bending enough to flash Steph her exposed pussy.

"What the fuck did you do?" Yasmin asks again, her face turning pale white as the sound of voices suddenly filled the corridor. Not even stopping to think, Yasmin turned on her heels, darting off down the corridor, **** for somewhere to hide, eventually reaching the central stairwell.