His fun was in no danger of being jeopardized and she was glad that he understood. Her room offered her no safety, she knew that but so far it had remained her little sanctuary and she would like to fool herself for as long as she could, that for 8 hours a day she could have some respite.

Just about anywhere … and there had been a weird list of places to. Under the sea, in and on spacecraft, in her own mind, a mile above the island by that airborne slime and in a dank “dungeon”.

Her undergarments were gone and she had to be careful in not exposing herself. At first opportunity she would sneak back to her dorm for some new ones but for now this would have to do. She usually had her survival pack with her hat had extra clothes and such though during her duties her bag wasn't with her. Of course, this was probably the first attack she had on school grounds where she couldn't get to clothes readily … there was that ghost demon thing at the pool but her clothes were just in the locker room being attacked at the pool then and all her other encounters ave for Wraith on school grounds were the result of bargaining. Wraith didn't really count since she was in Bria's dorm at the time and their bodies usurped. Clothes were close by.

“Alright,” she smiled a little, smoothing down her attire with a hand. Shorter encounters were good too since they did not delay or set her back too much and she could appreciate them. “Until you come calling again.”

It felt a little breezy without panties as the door opens. She looks into the hallway seeing that the coast is clear and wheels out the cart of uniforms as if nothing happened. And should someone come here well it was beyond her control to warn them so she just carried on the remainder of her day as if nothing had been amiss save for going to her dorm for fresh undergarments as soon as she could.