"If there is one advantage I have over Gretchen," Erin though to herself, "It's that I'm a lot smarter than her."
Erin knew that her pussy was no longer at threat of being exposed. Gretchen was a predictable beast, and Erin knew that her next target would be exposing Erin's bare breasts to the world. So, rather cleverly, Erin walked down her school hallways, clutching her books tightly to her chest. Last time she'd been caught be surprise; now she was expecting it, and even with Gretchen's superior strength there was no way she could force open Erin's folded arms.
As she walked, she began to encounter the students who had skulked away earlier. A few of them began giggling at the sight of Erin, causing her to blush, while the others stared mouth agape.
"Well, let them laugh!" she thought "That's all they'll be seeing today!"
A couple of students began taking pictures of her on their mobile; no doubt showing their friends how short a skirt she was wearing while going commando underneath. Mustering her courage, Erin stared each and every one of them straight in the eye as she passed. She had done nothing wrong. She had done nothing to be ashamed about.
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And to everyone else, the half-naked, sixteen year old beauty strolled brazenly through the hallways with no clothing between her t-shirt and her socks, staring at everyone else in defiance. They admired her neatly trimmed brown pubic hair, the tell-tale tanlines that made an invisible swimsuit, and the glorious, gyrating, smooth peaches that were her posterior.
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Erin finally made it to class. As she sat down, she felt her bare posterior make contact with the cold, wooden surface of the seat. She gave a short yelp of surprise. The sensation felt odd against her bare skin; odd... but enjoyable.
Before she could examine that rogue thought the teacher entered the classroom and the students, who had still been watching her with menacing glee, were forced to retake their seats and focus on the lesson.
Erin bit her lip. It did feel a bit... naughty... to be sitting like this, but then she did not consider herself to be a naughty sort of girl. The far more sensible option would be to smooth her skirt down at the back, so that her bare behind was sitting on cloth rather than wood.
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