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Old 01-18-2012, 11:01 PM
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Default Jenna's Field Trip to the Museum - Part 6

helmhood2

The hallway does seem quieter in that direction. As you move arched up on your toes, your butt wiggles, sticking out behind you. First, you pass by the room where the medieval items were. Then you get to a branch in the corridor. One way leads to the office, and you can hear two security guards talking.

"One of these high school classes has this teacher... she's pretty cute." a man inside the room says.

daring_burlinski

I realize they are talking about me, and can't help but listen for a second before heading to the library

helmhood2

"Yeah, what did she look like?" the other man, who sounds older, asks.

The first guard says, "When I saw her earlier, she was wearing a white blouse and blue skirt. She has a brunette ponytail hairstyle. Nice round bottom."

After a pause, the older guard says, "I don't think she's a teacher. She looked kind of lost with the students when I saw her outside."

daring_burlinski

I couldn’t believe they had gotten such a look at me.

helmhood2

It's pretty dull at the museum. They probably have nothing better to do then watch young women who pass through. The two guards continue to chat, and the library is just across from the office.

daring_burlinski

I begin to creep towards the library door.

helmhood2

Your back is facing toward the security office, with your bottom exposed and everything on display. Upon reaching the door, it does not sound like there is anyone in the library.

Behind you, there comes the sound of a chair being pushed back, and the door to the museum office being pulled open.

daring_burlinski

I pull the door open quickly and go inside the library.

helmhood2

It is dimly lit as you enter, your toes finding soft carpet on the floor. Against one wall is a leather couch, and all the other walls are lined from floor to ceiling with books. There is also a large wooden desk, piled with more books.
It is very quiet for a moment, before you hear a voice outside, "Wasn't the library door closed?"

daring_burlinski

I scurry to hide behind the wooden desk.

helmhood2

The young man in the security guard uniform pokes his head into the room, just as you disappear behind the large piece of furniture. He looks in your direction for a moment, and then scans the rest of the chamber.

Finally he tells his partner, "Nothing here." And the man closes the library door.

daring_burlinski

I breathe a sigh of relief before realizing that my class is obviously not here. I decide I should take the time to look for something, anything to wear or cover up with while I’m here, before searching elsewhere.

helmhood2

In the corner, there is a stand with a banner. It looks like it has the crest of an important institution. Hanging down, it also looks like it is attached only by holes placed over simple hooks.

daring_burlinski

Perfect! I try to remove the banner from the wall.

helmhood2

Moving closer, you see that you have to stand up on your toes and stretch your arms all the way up. In doing so, your labia hang between your legs. You struggle a bit, causing your lower lips to wiggle, and your clitoris actually brushes against the wall. But finally, you have the yellow banner removed.

daring_burlinski

I am so excited as I wrap myself in the banner!

helmhood2

The soft wooly texture of the banner tickles your skin, and warps around your body once like a towel. Using it sideways, one end just covers the top of your breasts, and the other side reaches the tops of your bare thighs. In front, your nipples push out under the banner.

daring_burlinski

It's better than nothing I guess. I head back out to the hallway.

helmhood2

You step out into the hallway, and only take a few steps, before the troublesome student Tim is standing in front of you.

"Hello, Miss Burlinski," he grins at you. "I see you are not playing cavewoman anymore."

daring_burlinski

"Tim, where is everyone!? I need to get my clothes back and meet up with the other teachers soon."

helmhood2

However, the teenage boy continues to stare at you in just the banner, enjoying this new moment of your vulnerability.

He looks you up and down, and then asks, "How's your pussy?"

daring_burlinski

"My pussy is none of your business, Tim."

helmhood2

The boy is startled by your strong tone and shakes his head. "I would think you would be a little nicer, given your delicate situation, Jenna."

He reaches his hand out to trace a finger along the edge of the banner.

daring_burlinski

"I’m sorry Tim, I’m just so embarrassed, and you aren’t exactly making it easy on me."

helmhood2

He moves closer, the boy's shoes touching your bare toes, and puts a hand gently on your cheek. "There, there. I'm sorry. If you must know, Miss Burlinski, your clothes are nearer than you think."

daring_burlinski

Excitedly I gasp, "Where?!"

helmhood2

The boy studies your face, your eyes, your nose and lips, and then explains. "When we left the prehistoric room, some of us came down here and dropped off all your clothes with the security office."

He motions his head toward the room across the hall.

daring_burlinski

"Can you go get them for me?"

helmhood2

Sensing an opportunity, the teenager smiles and asks, "What will you be willing to offer?"

daring_burlinski

If you bring me back my clothes, I’ll give you this banner.

helmhood2

The high school student laughs and says, “What would I want that for? Besides, if you must know, when we dropped off your clothes, me and the guys told the other guard we didn't know where they were from. But I think his partner came back, and he is the one who saw you earlier. He knows what you were wearing."

daring_burlinski

I am humiliated at the realization that he might recognize my clothes and realize I am naked in the museum. "If not the banner, what do you want?"

helmhood2

The boy thinks about it, and makes a slow circle around you. Finally, he tells you, "I want you to streak the museum restaurant."

daring_burlinski

What?! But I couldn't! What if someone recognizes me?

helmhood2

The young man shrugs his shoulders. "So then you would rather wait for the security guards to come back and explain your situation?" He places his hands on your smooth round shoulders. "Or you could forget the museum, and try to make your way back to your car."

daring_burlinski

I realize my keys are with my clothes so one way or the other I have to get my clothes. I think about it and decide it’s much less risky to deal with the security guard with the banner than to streak nude.

helmhood2

Tim finally gives up, but the look in his eye suggests that he is not through embarrassing you. He turns around and walks back down the main concourse hallway. Just in back of you, to the side, is the glass door that says "Security Offices".

daring_burlinski

I take a deep breath and enter the office.

helmhood2

The two guards had left earlier, when they walked out and saw the library door was open. Right now, the office is empty. There are desks, with paperwork scattered about, and chairs along the wall in a little waiting area.
Your clothes must be around here somewhere.

daring_burlinski

I decide to look around and see if they have been left lying out.

helmhood2

There is not anything out in the open. But the room does contain filing cabinets, and other storage containers. As you move about, you feel the yellow banner wrapped around your body begin to slip.

daring_burlinski

I hold on to it tightly, trying to adjust it as I begin opening drawers.

helmhood2

With one hand, you work quickly, pulling open drawers and looking inside. As the banner had shifted, the ends now open behind you, and you are only holding it in front of you.

daring_burlinski

I am too busy trying to find my clothes to worry about this.

helmhood2

There is one tall cabinet against the back wall. But it has doors that you have to pull out toward you, and they are stuck. It looks like you will have to use both hands.

daring_burlinski

I try and hold the banner in my armpits as I pull with both hands.

helmhood2

Planting your bare feet on the floor, you shake the knobs back and forth. It's not locked, just tough to open. With a final violent tug, the doors pull open and the banner slides to the ground.

daring_burlinski

I look inside the cabinet, not even realizing the banner has fallen.

helmhood2

At that moment, the two security guards walk into the office. Their view is directly behind you.
The older man says, "Excuse me, Miss. Looking for these?"

daring_burlinski

I spin around and bend for the banner, clutching it to my body as I look at the two men.

helmhood2

They look back at you, the younger guard especially as his eyes light up with recognition. In the older man's arm is a bundle, a folded up skirt and blouse and even shoes.

Then, a red-head woman enters the room. It is one of the teachers.

The older security guard glances back to her, as they led her back here, and pointing in your direction, he asks her, "Does she belong to you?"

daring_burlinski

I look at the red headed teacher in the eyes and see a mix of anger and satisfaction as she looks at me, holding the banner to my chest.

helmhood2

"Yes, she is with the school," the teacher tells the guard. "A bit of a careless young woman. I'll take those."

And the man hands her the outfit you had picked out this morning.

The younger guard takes a step closer toward you, holding out his arm, telling you, "And I believe that banner belongs to the library."
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