>>1616265I point at the space under the bunk and hope Elenor gets what I mean, before crawling under it as quietly as I can. She silently follows me. I have to try and control my breathing as I'm afraid the boy sleeping a few inches above me might hear it, even though at some level I think it's obviously not a problem.
The lecture outside the door goes on for what seems like forever before they finally leave, long enough for the boys to start stirring, so if I'd waited I'd be screwed. Unfortunately, this leaves us trapped until they decide to leave for the showers or breakfast. They seem to make small talk for a while before, suddenly, the mattress above us is lifted off and placed down blocking the side of the bed. We're even more trapped than we were, if that makes any sense. "Kouta, you were right, there were girls under my bed." one says. I guess they must have been communicating with text messages or something to avoid clueing us in and at least one of them must have been more awake than I thought.
The mattress rested on a wire mesh, so now it feels like we're in a cage, with four boys peering down on us. Worse, there's not really enough space to move my arms up to cover myself, so we're completely exposed. "Wow, and they've got some pretty interesting clothes on too," one exclaims. "What are you two doing under a bed in the boys' dorm?" I begin to try and formulate an answer but I can't think properly, with four pairs of eyes staring at my mostly exposed breasts and pussy. Before I can say anything, another chimes in with "This must be a dare or something. The girls are always pulling stupid shit like that." I decide to let them believe this. It's a lot less stupid than the real story.
