The three high school girls continue down the deserted hallway. But it is not long before Maxine again turns toward the humbled young woman in the middle.
'Whoah, whoah, whoah, Jenna... I think you need to be extra quiet so as not to draw attention to yourself," Maxine says.
"I'm trying!" Jenna whined and could already feel herself blushing. "What do you mean?"
Lisa looked down at the other girl's feet and replied, "The knee-high socks and buckle shoes are cute and all. But you should really go all the way."
"Yeah, unless you want this photo to get out," Maxine sneered.
Jenna looked down at her own shoes, then moaned, "Oh God..."
Not that she wanted to, but she felt she had no choice. Her hair pulled back in a ponytail, the brunette bent down and started to unstrap the shoes she had worn to school. With trembling fingers, she pulled them off, and then Jenna went to work on rolling down her first knee-high sock. She looked around nervously as she balanced on one leg, and tugged the white material off her foot. The other two girls just watched, amused. Then Jenna pulled the one on her left leg off completely. She straightened herself and handed her shoes and socks over to Maxine.
They grinned and looked at Jenna standing there, now completely bare, her toes curled on the tiles of the school hallway. Lisa started to walk around her slowly.
"I've never noticed what a big round bottom you have, Jenna," she teased. "You hide it well."
This was followed immediately by a slap to Jenna's bare cheek, causing her to stand up on her toes.
"Ouch!" Jenna yelped.
The girls laughed and made fun of her, pointing out that she was indeed totally naked. They reminded her that she had absolutely no clothes on in the middle of school, while the other students were in class. It was as scary a thought for Jenna as any, but also a little exciting.
"I believe you are supposed to be streaking," Maxine suddenly snapped. "That means running, not walking."
"Yeah, let's see that ass in motion!" Lisa chimed in.
Jenna cupped her breasts that were sticking out, lifting them up and letting them bounce as she lowered her arms. "OK... where should I streak?"
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