This choice: Against school policy, they need to go!... • Go Back...Chapter #5Against school policy, they need to go!... by: Mr. George   The matronly woman seems oddly mortified by them, almost personally offended. "That's just not proper." Surely, she wasn't blind to her own rather bottom heavy physique.
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Ripping them, free, Jessica felt more naked and vulnerable than ever. Looking for a friendly or sympathetic face in the wall of girls surrounding her. Only amusement greeted her pleading eyes, or quickly smothered giggles.
"Get rid of those dirty things."
It was all too much, getting Jessica more flustered, and agitated. The intimidating woman was terrifyingly close, and already shown her stern look telling Jess she was beyond her final warning. Feeling more of a connection with the kids, the same fear, the similar swimwear, and body meant she understood the matronly woman's confusion. Even as she hated it!
Too late, she picked up on the repressed nature of the woman. A firm hand on Jess' arm held her in place, as her eyes darted about, still looking to escape. It was then she realised how dire her plight was....
Without anyone to vouch for her, and in just some swimwear, she wasn't in a great position. Surely, with time, even the nuns would come to realise their mistake and let her go!
Surrendering to the inevitable, and looking around for a change of clothes, Jessica caught a flash of something familiar. A figure darted from an alcove at the far end. Dashing for the door, Jess recognised her own clothes, and cried out.
Too late, she felt her error, as the grip tightened around her arm.
"Stay there, Missy, and don't make things worse for yourself..."
The voice almost gloated, tempting her to try something so she could indulge her passion for abuse.
"Just stop dawdling, and get changed." She nodded her head towards a nearby locker. One surrounded by the gaggle of chattering girls. Apparently, Jess wasn't the only one to spot the escapee. The smirks letting her know whose locker this was.
Opening it, Jess saw a school uniform, that looked like it'd fit. Cheeks flushing, and knowing this wasn't helping, Jess got changed.
Her clothes were already stolen, and her identification too. Surely, once they got back to the school... St. Mary's?, then this would be sorted. She be recognised as not the missing girl.
Stepping into her shoes, she got to her feet. It was degrading to see how easily she mixed with the kids. Jess looked twice before she spotted the stern faced, matronly woman. She looked so different in her nun's habit, though that face showed no sign of ever cracking into a smile.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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