Disclaimer - All characters are above the age of 18.
I walked to the girl's washroom and went inside. There were a few other girls too, as is expected right after school.
I recognised Shreya among them, and she shot me a cold glare. Unbothered, I went inside one of the stalls and sat on the toilet, waiting for the other girls to leave. I really needed them to leave, most importantly Shreya.
I'm not letting her know any of my shenanigans ever again after what she did last time to me on her 19th birthday. I down my panty just to make those girls think I'm peeing. And with the tap, I make a peeing sound.
God the things I gotta do to convince those girls I'm being normal.
Slowly the sound of their voices becomes distant and finally ends. I get out of the stall and look out the main door. The noise of students in the hallway has also died down. It's almost as if I'm alone in the school. I hear a pair of footsteps. Knowing who it is, I feel giddy and go back in.
I sit in the farthest stall, waiting. Suddenly, I hear the door swing open. I feel an unreal presence in the room.
It's a boy.
He shuts the main door tightly. He even fastens the top bolt. I cry internally, knowing that due to my short stature the top bolt would be out of my reach.
He walks around. Looking at the cleanliness of the girl's washroom. He inspects the wash basins, the soap dispensers and the female urinals. Then he comes to the stalls. My heart starts to beat faster and I start shaking out of fright. He looks into each stall. One by one, each stall is examined by him, searching for any girls. With each passing second, my heart beats faster and I sweat profusely.
Soon, he enters the stall adjacent to mine. I take my chances, and bust out the door! I catch a glimpse of him, and confirm to my satisfaction, that it was who I expected, Asam. He gives a wicked smile at me and starts chasing me. I run faster and try to open the door. The handlebar bolt opens immediately, but the problem that remains now is the upper bolt. I try my best to reach it, going as far up as on my toes, but it still isn't in my reach. I jump up and grab it, and pull on it as hard as I can. It does not give way immediately, and slowly moves with each tug.
So close to freedom, but then I feel two long arms wrap around me, and pull me back with no difficulty. One of the hands covers my mouth while the other pushes the bolt back into it's closed state. I feel like I've lost, and want to scream as loud as I can, and punch him as hard as I can, but all I can do now is just wait and watch as he has me in his clutches, and drags me to the washbasin.
Asam sits me down on the washbasin, with both of my hands still in his hold. His eyes were boring directly into my soul. He leaned forward and kissed me. I could feel his heartbeat. He was also too nervous and excited about what was going to happen. I close my eyes and try to free my hands to hold him, but he's not letting up. Instead, he moves his free hand up and down my back, and his touch sends goosebumps down my spine. He moved his hand closer to my butt, and held my right buttock. He felt it around for some time, all the while leaving me shaking with his touch. He then stopped suddenly. I opened my eyes, and his angry eyes met my gaze. He broke off from the kiss and his free hand went under my skirt.
Oh shit! I now remember!
He grabs hold of my panty and pulls on it. As it is, I am in a sitting position, and it would be hard to pull them out. Still, he's not having any of that, and pulls it out. I let him slide my panty out of my legs, and he holds it up.
"What, did I tell you when we talked about doing it here?" His voice thundered, or atleast he tried to make it sound thundering.
I gulped and said in a low voice, "Sorry sir, you said no underwear allowed..."
