Identity Crisis 07

"That's not funny." I retorted. I quickly picked up my bag and placed it over my lap to prevent exposure. I knew that there is was one and half inche tent in the skirt if I didn't.

"Let's go back, commando style!" Jenny stood up and picked up her tray.

"Wait up." She walked away with her tray.

I had to return my tray, but if I did, there's no way I could hide the tent that is protruding from my groin. I boosted my courage, stood up and carried the bag. I picked up the tray, ignoring my hard on, and quickly placed the tray at the returning station. After which, I put the bag in front of me and carried it with one shoulder. I covered my crotch with the bag. I walked quickly to catch up with her.

"Why did you do that?" I said angrily.

"For fun!" She boasted her achievement, she took the panties from her bag. I took the panties from her and put it in my own bag. I can't wear the panties now.

We walked back to our room. Jenny went back to hers and I went back to mine. Sarah wasn't back yet, so I put her panties back into her drawer without washing. It wasn't worn for more than half an hour anyway.

I took one of her white cotton panties that had a red daisy sewn in front. I sat on my bed and gave a sigh as I slid the panties up.

Since there wasn't any homework, I decided to take a short nap while waiting for Sarah to come back.