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Part VII
Tara crept in quietly. She was sure reserved little Lacey of all people would never risk being naked at school. She tiptoed back toward the corner where the shower ran, peeking from behind the last locker in the last row. Tara recognized the towel. And the silhouette behind the curtain. It was Lacey.
This was too perfect. She was going to steal everything and leave her stranded and naked in the locker room. Had earth shifted? Had planets realigned? If Tara had been reading this, she would know that yes, indeed, something like that had happened.
Behind the curtain Lacey was completely oblivious. The crash of the water on her bare skin left her deaf to anything going on outside her little stall. She even took a second to admire the waxing she had just gotten for the first time. Cory had suggested it to her and she had to admit, the clean look suited her pretty well.
She wished that Tara’s little brother hadn’t gotten the opportunity to admire it, but alas, it was just one stupid boy. He probably didn’t even know what he was seeing.
Tara stepped right up to the pile of clothes when she heard the water shut off. “Shit.” Now rushed, Tara just shot her hand out grabbed whatever she could and darted away as a hand reached out from behind the curtain for the towel.
Lacey peaked out when she thought she heard footsteps, but seeing nothing, she drew her head back in and dried off. Tara ran to her locker to see what she’d grabbed: a simple white pair of panties and nothing else. “This will do,” Tara grinned as she heard the footsteps of the other girls start to enter the locker room.
Lacey heard the same thing. She grabbed for her clothes, turning them over and about trying to find the panties. “Where are they?” she asked herself, getting frustrated. But she didn’t have time. The girls were arriving. She flipped through them again, the panties were not in sight. She thought back to the near disaster with the news reporter. That had been the only time she'd gone commando; She figured she was lucky enough to avoid exposure then, she'd be able to do it again this time.
Deciding that it would be easier to just put her yoga pants on under her towel than to have to take her pants off and bare everything, she stepped out and waddled over to her locker, located right next to Tara’s.
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