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*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Her cute best friend, Violet|Her cute best friend, Violet]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Her cute best friend, Violet|Her cute best friend, Violet]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Her three classmates from recess|Her three classmates from recess]] '''Request''' --[[User:Notsooldpervert|Notsooldpervert]] ([[User talk:Notsooldpervert|talk]]) 20:29, 17 February 2020 (CET)
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Her three classmates from recess|Her three classmates from recess]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Some more mischievous boys from recess|Some more mischievous boys from recess]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-Some more mischievous boys from recess|Some more mischievous boys from recess]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-It was just somebody passing by (Skip to after school)|It was just somebody passing by (Skip to after school)]]
*[[A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Recess-Library-It was just somebody passing by (Skip to after school)|It was just somebody passing by (Skip to after school)]]

Latest revision as of 23:11, 17 February 2020

After the fiasco during recess Sally's afternoon classes were pretty standard. Mr. Vice was a little saddened to see her skirt back to normal but when no one was listening she promised to try it again another day. Vice could tell from her skirt and the way she kept fretting with it as she sat in her desk that she must've figured out what she forgot to put on this morning and chose to refrain from calling her up to the board during class, hoping to help her keep calm so she wouldn't realize the implications from their "tour" that morning.

Eventually most of their classes were over except one, study hall. Unlike the high school's independent study classes all students were required to stay on school grounds during study hall, even if it was their last class of the day, such was the case for Sally and a number of other classes. Most choose to remain in their own classrooms but some chose to go elsewhere to study such as the cafeteria or library, which is where Sally was heading right now.

While she's recovered from the embarrassment of earlier she was still aware of her lack of panties and hoped going to the library, which should be more or less empty, would help her relax a bit.

The library was actually one of the few underground sections of the main school building, alongside the computer labs and things like the boiler room and storage, and was located at the bottom of the same stairwell she and Vice took earlier.

Given only fourth grade and up had study hall and only a handful of those grades had it at the end of the day, the halls held only a few stray students, much to Sally's relief. Even with her longer skirt length she was still worried of accidentally flashing someone and was very careful not to walk too fast and kept a hand on the front of her skirt while she descended the stairs.

She soon reached to bottom of the stairwell and pushed open the doors. They opened up to the far end of the library, with a few private offices to her right and the rest of the library stretching out to her left. It was a standard set up, a main center aisle with rows of bookshelves on either side and two smaller aisles on the ends. In the middle of the room was a space with four sizable tables for students and at the far end were the doors to the computer lab along with a few more tables before it, the restrooms to one side and the second stairwell to the other.

Walking down the main aisle it appeared just as Sally thought; there didn't seem to be anyone in the library aside from what seemed to be a few eight graders at the far end working on a project, from what she could hear. Reaching one of the tables she sat down and pulled some homework from her bag, for once opting to finish it ahead of time so she could enjoy her extended weekend.

However that proved easier said than done, not just because the work was difficult, but because her mind kept straying to the playground. While yes, she had forgiven the boys for tricking her and yes, she didn't feel like curling up in a ball and crying anymore, she couldn't shake it from her head. As she thought of how every boy present saw her most private place, how she accidentally dropped her skirt and they all stared for just a moment before turning away, she started to grow warm. Not just in her cheeks, but also lower.

Much lower.

Sally squirmed at the unfamiliar sensation and rubbed her legs together, which only made it worse. Knowing she wasn't going to get any work done she shoved her homework back into her bag and was about to get up and look for a book to read when she was startled by someone arriving at her table.

Who is it?