The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02 - Sex Stories

The Worst Day(s) of My Life: Day 02

... probably would've done the same thing if I were losing."

"Really?" Sylvia thought. She recalled that her motivation for pantsing Elizabeth was out of a sense of revenge - but that was revenge for an event that technically didn't happen.

"Well, sorry about that." Sylvia said. "I guess I got a little bit too into the game."

"Humph." Elizabeth ran water through her hair. "Apology accepted, I guess.

"Though that doesn't explain why you were bouncing around out there in front of all the boys."

"I sort of lost my bra this morning." Sylvia clutched her chest. "It got torn on a locker."

"Well, that's unfortunate." She tossed her hair back. "I should have figured as much, though. Nobody is that tactless. And here I was, thinking you were an exhibitionist."

"Pfft." Sylvia scoffed. "No way."

She was surprised at how level-headed the other girl was being. Elizabeth turned her water off and grabbed a towel from nearby, getting some of the water out of her hair and then wrapping it around her chest as she left the room.

Sylvia was still partways through shampooing when she saw where Elizabeth was headed.

"My clothes!" She thought. "She's after my clothes again!"

Sylvia dashed out into the open hall, her hair still soapy, but saw that Elizabeth had walked right past the bag where her clothes were being held and went to the mirrors instead. She sighed in relief as she walked back into the showers, ignoring a couple of stares from other girls. Sure, it was a ...

... locker room, but walking naked into the middle of it was still a bit much.

She rinsed out her hair, then scrubbed at her armpits and crotch a bit to get the last of the sweat out. By the time she finished, most of the other girls were dressed again and headed out to the gymnasium for their next class. Elizabeth's curls had already come back to shape as she exited the locker room.

She dried off and walked towards the lockers instinctively, stopping only when she got to her locker which was perfectly intact. The last time, it had been broken into - the corner bent out of shape as somebody had stolen the belongings inside. Even if it had happened today, the locker had nothing but a few personal items inside. She opened it up and retrieved a small bag containing her phone and a few other personal affects.

Sylvia sat down on the bench near the showers and began drying her hair. Most of the other girls had left the locker room already, her paranoia meant that she was one of the few who straggled behind.

And then she noticed the bench was empty.

"What?" Sylvia thought to herself. She had just had her clothes on the bench earlier! When were they stolen?

Elizabeth had already walked out of the room before - she didn't have them. Sylvia scrambled to look for her clothes but found nothing. The bag was just gone.

The ball rang - the sound echoing off the empty walls of the locker room. Sylvia grabbed the towel off of the bench and wrapped it around her chest. Would ...