A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/School/Barely/After/Shriek/Protest/Talk/Nurse/Lunch/Return/Window/In
So far Sally hadn't seen anyone out the window, except a few cars on the road that lead out of town. She was pretty sure they were too far to see her, but it still kept her nervous. Her school was more or less on the edge of Willows Junction proper, and this side luckily faced a wooded area that didn't see much traffic. Not none though, she'd spent time enough exploring down there herself.
These thoughts were going through her head when she heard Traci suggest opening the curtains and just about fainted. She was greatly relieved when James made an excuse to keep them closed, but her heart was still pounding. Knowing that he was looking out for her did make her feel better though. She just hoped he could come up with a way to get her out of this, and soon.
Her attention was now divided between keeping an eye out for anyone coming outside and listening to what was going on in the classroom. First she heard the printer go on, that was interesting, he didn't use it during class very much because it was pretty noisy. Meanwhile he was encouraging other students to ask more questions actually about the civil war. He always liked to keep the class engaged but he seems a little more insistent than usual.
Once the printer finished running, he revealed the purpose.
"Before we move on, let's have a little quiz on what we learned earlier in the week, all that background is quite important in the lead-up to the war."
Predictably a slight groan could be heard from the class.
"Oh come on, this should be easy unless you've been sleeping."
It was at this moment Sally saw what she'd been dreading, outside a dog-walker came into view. Worse, judging by the woman's distinctive red hair, it was Mrs. Forester, the mother of one of her classmates. So far she hadn't looked in Sally's direction, but Sally feared she would be instantly recognized if that happened.
Then she heard the creak of the teacher's chair and papers being being shuffled. She worked out the Mr. Vice was passing out quiz sheets starting from the far side of the room and working his way closer. As he finished she could hear his footsteps just a few feet away. And then she heard him speak, he was right next to her!
"There you go, turn your papers over. You've got 15 minutes. Again, this should be easy."
Outside, the women stopped suddenly. Sally froze. Had she been spotted?
And then the curtain pulled back. It's a good thing she knew Mr. Vice was right there or she would have had a heart attack for sure. But it was indeed him. He gave her quick a reassuring smile and pressed something into her hand before disappearing again. Sally looked back out the window, it looked like the women was waiting for her dog to finish sniffing something on the ground, she hoped that meant she hadn't been noticed.
Then she turned her attention to what James had just handed her. It was a post-it note wrapped around a small flat object, slightly heavy. Curious. But more importantly it had something written on it:
You need to hurry. As soon as you hear me address class, sneak out of the room around back. I'll keep them busy.
Sally swallowed hard. She was glad the teacher had a plan, but leaving her imperfect hiding place and walking naked into the classroom was a daunting prospect.
* * *
James was feeling no more confident that she was. His plan was born of desperation more than anything else. He had opened the door slightly, hopefully allowing a silent exit; he had arranged for a better hiding place, assuming she could reach it; and he had the class distracted. That part, at least, he thought he could pull off. He was pretty good at controlling the classroom. But for the rest, it was all up to Sally, and pure chance.
After a moment's hesitation, he gave the signal. "Ah! Eyes on your own papers, please.", he said to no one in particular.
At first he worried that Sally hadn't understood, or wouldn't be brave enough to do it, but after a moment, he saw the curtain move and her head peeked out. He gave her a slight nod in the direction of the door, but didn't dare make any more obvious sign.
Moving painfully slow, she crept out from behind the curtain, walking on tiptoes and covering her chest and groin with her hands. At first he wished she would hurry up, but than he remembered just how clumsy Sally could be. If she so much as tripped on one of the boxes stacked back there or bumped a student's chair on the other side and he'd be finished. He decided it was a very good thing she was being extremely cautious. Damn did she ever look adorable doing it though. He had force himself not to stare, lest another student notice and turn to look.
After the longest 40 seconds of his life, Sally reached the door. She turned to face him, smiling, and lifted her right hand from her crotch to give him a quick wave goodbye (and yet another look at her beautiful pussy). Good lord, did she actually enjoy this on some level? Or was that simply relief on her face?