The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 01

... kissing like this.

After a quick smooch, she pulled away.

"Can I have it back, now?"

"Do you know my name?"

"What?" Sylvia asked.

The giggling behind her intensified. Several more students were in the crowd that had gathered, all staring at her butt as she tried not to stick it out too hard from her kneeling position.

"My name," The goth girl started "Is Ivy.

"So use a full sentence - 'May I please have my towel back, Ivy?' will do."

"May I... May I..." the words were hard to say. It was bad enough she was completely naked in front of so many students, but the fact that she was being forced to humiliate herself even further like this only made her prolonged embarrassment more profound.

And even if she finished the sentence, was there a guarantee that she'd really get her cover back? She noticed that Ivy wasn't even holding the towel out; Her body language made it seem like she had no intention of handing it over any time soon.

But it also seemed to be a bit less aware as the goth girl towering over her reveled in the sight of her naked body from above.

"May I please have-" She reached out and grabbed for it.

Sylvia had pulled the towel from Ivy's grip in a flash. She dashed down the hallway, holding it close to her chest as she heard a groan of frustration from the students behind her. When she got a considerable distance, she turned around and looked at the mob, pulling the towel around herself as she did so. A few guys were still ...

... looking at her, but Ivy and her posse didn't seem to be too interested in pursuing. That was good. That was probably the only good thing about the situation, though.

She caught a few more students sitting around near the front of the school, likely those who were getting picked up early or had been in trouble. Every one of them dropped what they were doing to stare at Sylvia when she walked past them and slowly opened the door to the offices, careful not to move too quickly lest her towel slip.

The receptionist at the front office gasped when she saw the towel-clad girl entering the office, but tried to maintain a professional demeanor.

"Excuse me," Sylvia started "Could I go through the Lost and Found? I seem to have, heh, lost something."

She only got a blank stare in return.

"I'm sorry, hun." The woman started. "The SRO has the key to the Lost and Found but he's out investigating some property damage elsewhere. If you want to wait, you'll have to do it out in the hallway."

"Well, wouldn't someone else have a key?"

"I suppose so, but some of the staff have just gone out to lunch. Again, you can wait in the hallway until they come back."

"I see."

Sylvia was not going to wait in the hallway. Too many people had seen her like this and she didn't like the idea of being a sitting target. Besides, she was still technically wearing school property and didn't want to risk 'that' being confiscated. The school principal was a notoriously hard-headed man when it ...