>>1570323Kristine would somehow get a completely nude girl into class unnoticed? She might have been desperate... but she wasn't stupid. That was just about impossible. Still, for the immediate moment, the light-haired girl had her at a pointed disadvantage. At least until they stepped out into the hall.
Kristine had a vice-like grip on her wrist, and seemed dead-set on pulling her all the way to class. With no instruments at her disposal, she distracted the other girl with the only means she knew... those of her lips. It was a quick, almost meaningless gesture, but that split-second kiss from the nude girl was enough to take anyone off their guard, even an ice queen like her.
That brief moment of disorientation was all she needed. A tense catch of breath as she drew back, almost as if apologetically, and she ran for it, once again leaving the hall, only from the other direction to avoid running into that secretary again.
Kristine had been far too dazed to pursue, which left her free to arrive at the other end of the hall, catching her breath in slow, familiar gasps of air. This was becoming far too much for one day.
More bothersome still, even she hadn't been immune to the fleeting rush of that impulsive kiss. Her chest had started heaving a little quicker than usual, a sensation she tried to ignore with a rapid shake of her head as she stared forward, finally taking in the scene before her... that of a painfully familiar poolside, complete with a class of girls all occupied in competing laps. She blinked, standing there helplessly with her back to the door.
Just when she thought she was practically doomed, the last thing she expected to find caught her notice. Her gaze wandered to a small bundle of cloth at her feet; a discarded pair of panties that were immediately familiar... as they were her own. She scrambled to pick them up and draw them to her hips, delirious with relief... then she saw the note.