Getting out of situations while being naked has become something of a forte for Elissa. If practice made perfect, she was on the road to becoming flawless. The shirt was the hardest to get. The pole was high and while she was fit, she didn’t really do much jumps. Sam would have been perfect for retrieving the shirt. After all she was taller and she jumped in the air a lot as the goalkeeper of her soccer team. Elissa, on the other hand, did not do too well in jumping unusually high. Assured of her failure, Elissa bent her knees then swung up, still completely naked, to retrieve the shirt. It failed. Her boobs propelled up and then swung back down when her feet landed on the floor. Her boobs weren’t that big, but after a few jumps, they started to hurt. It was like having two bags of weight that pull on a tiny root. After a while, she realized that this was not going to work. She turned around and found her clothes lying in a heap on the floor and decided to don those clothes on first instead of jumping around naked. After Elissa was dressed, she peeked out of the curtains. She needed a pole or something to hook the shirt. It was that or a chair… She surveyed the room and found one stationary chair. It was, as her luck would have it across the room, across the very visible glass panels that were the entrance to the nurse’s office. Crap. If anyone looked, they would see a topless girl running across the office, boobs giggling and bouncing everywhere.
She looked around to make sure that there weren’t anybody when she dashed to the other side of the room, each hand covering one of her boobs to make sure they didn’t bounce too much. Maybe she wasn’t so unlucky after all, Elissa decided as she picked up the chair and turned around, preparing to dash back to the safety of her bed. What she wasn’t prepared for was bumping into Sam’s chest.
“What are you doing half naked in the Nurse’s Office?” Sam raised an eyebrow as she saw her best friend carrying the chair.
“Errrr.” Elissa stammered. Busted. So busted. She quickly dropped the chair and put a hand over her boobs.
“Did you take off your shirt to see if you had any other injuries, then tried to hang in on the pole before realizing that you are too short to get it?” Sam laughed.
“You caught me,” Elissa lied.
“You are such a dork,” Sam clapped, doubling over to laugh at her best friend’s predicament.
“Ha Ha. If you are done laughing, will you do a girl a favor and get my shirt back for me?” Elissa bit her lip.
“Regret not wearing a bra now?” Sam joked as she went over to the pole and jumped, getting the shirt in one swift motion. She flung it to Elissa. Elissa dorkily went to catch it with both hands, allowing a nice exposure of her boobs to be viewed by her best friend.
“Nice tits,” Sam laughed, shaking her head at how stupid her best friend must have been. Elissa huffed and quickly wore the shirt. Together, they exited the office, Elissa leaving a note saying that she was feeling better and was going to return to classes. As she turned to leave, her eyes caught the section she had been resting at. She remembered that final message and blushed. She was beginning to like that mysterious stranger.
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