Thread: Fiction: Elissa Statten
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Old 04-25-2015, 06:23 AM   #24
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Elissa immediately drew her phone from her skirt’s pocket and unlocked her phone.

Bored?

The message that Elissa had been waiting for was finally here.

Yes, I am terribly bored, Elissa thought, but decided not to look too desperate.

“Maybe?” She replied.

The reply was slow. She kept checking her phone every few seconds only to see her wallpaper again and again.

Then the reply came.

Loose the panties. It will make time past faster. Make an excuse to go to the toilet. Go to the Ideas Walkway and take your panties off there. Everyone is having lessons now. Nobody will be out there watching.

Elissa gulped at the dare. It was simple. Her skirt allowed the quick removal of her panties. It was risk free. Everyone was in class right now and the school did not have enough funding to have security cameras installed in the hallways.

Elissa raised her hand.


Elissa closed the classroom door behind her. She looked around for people in the hallway. No one was in sight. Slowly, she walked towards the Ideas Walkway, a section of the school that was more secluded. When she reached, she check for any sign of life. Once. Twice. Again. Assured that there was no one around, she carefully shifted her hands under her skirt and reached for the waistband of her panties.

For a moment, she could only hear the thudding of her heartbeat, as she stood alone in the walkway. The position of where her hands were pulled her skirt up, allowing her panties to be seen on her two sides. Elissa stood there frozen for a moment, still deciding whether or not to complete the dare. In doing so, she did not realize that she was flashing the sides of her light pink bikini panties.

She had done this before. She had stripped completely naked in school grounds already. This was mere child’s play compared to what happened in the theatre.

“But this is different isn’t it?” he rational part of Elissa’s mind debated. This was different because anyone could walk out of the classrooms for a toilet break and catch her with her cute little panties around her ankles.

Why did I wear my pink panties today, what if he takes it once more? (She had come to the conclusion that it had to be a he and started to suspect it was her neighbor who was enrolled in the same school as her).

“This rate and I’ll run out of panties to wear,” Elissa muttered to no one in particular.

There was a very low chance of getting caught as the walkway was secluded, but it still scared her. She mentally debated it further in her mind for a moment before deciding to proceed with the task. She had to do this quickly. In one swift movement, she slid the cotton panties down both legs and was in the middle of raising her legs to remove the panties when she heard a dreaded voice ring through the silent hallway.

“Young lady, what do you think you are doing?” the woman echoed across the hallways. Elissa quickly removed herself of the panties and balled it up in her fists. The moist patch of her underwear was keenly felt in Elissa’s palms. Elissa slowly turned to face the teacher she so very much hated: Ms. Kristy Carlyle.
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