Despite the horrors of the night before, and the constant stress I felt about the night to come, that day seemed to pass as normal as any other. The structured routine of a school day served to calm my shattered nerves. Sitting, working, rising, and repeating in 40-minute intervals, with constant focus on the work of each class formed a welcome distraction. It helped too that no PE with Ms. McLaughlin or shared classes with Hannah that day provided a welcome respite from having to face either of my tormentors. Were it not from a few awkward moments of waiting at the foot of each stairwell for everyone else to pass before me, lest my bare pussy catch their eye as I walked above, that day could have been indiscernible from any other. I knew it was not to last, and danger could have been around every corner, but even then, if only for a brief moment, I started to feel human again.
As the bell rang once again and I strolled out into the hall on autopilot to head to my history class, I felt a tug at my blazer and turned to see Katie's face smiling at me.
"Where are you going?" She asked. "Don't forget we're bunking off with the girls for a sunbathe on the Arts roof. Wouldn't want to waste this sunny day in some stuffy history classroom anyway. C'mon lets go!"
The shaking of my welcome routine shocked me for a moment, but after a few seconds consideration I thought the idea could do me some good. It was unseasonably warm for September and it did sound like fun. I'd kept myself distracted all day with work, but maybe some relaxation could do the job just as well.
A few minutes later we were ascending the top set of stairs of the Arts building, pushing the old oak door which lead up to the open area above. It spanned the length and breadth of the wide Arts building, interrupted only by a square tower in the middle which stretched up to the sky, the hands of the large clock at the top an inescapable reminder of where we should be at this moment. Playing hooky and being in areas forbidden to students had been regular facets of our time at Greenbrier, but the little tingle of doing something naughty was something which never left me.
The flat expanse of the rooftop was peppered by the reclined bodies of my friends, stripped to their bras and knickers. They were sprawled out on soft, white towels, bearing the Greenbrier crest, which protected their bodies from the coarseness and sun-warmed heat of the flagstones beneath them.
This had long been our sanctuary from the hustle and bustle of school life. Nobody had ever come up here in the any years which we'd hidden ourselves away; and whilst the building was rather central on the campus, the shouts of an ongoing hockey game from the playing fields at its base ringing up to us, the high turrets which ran the sides of the building meant that nobody would be likely to see you. So far as you stayed away from the edge at least.
Glancing down, I saw what was clearly Joanna's slighter form a few feet away. Every part of her radiated light, from her flawless pale skin reflecting bright against the sun; to her shining blonde hair, itself turned almost white by the light. Even her underwear set, the bra carefully for its padding and uplift to make the most of her limited assets, was bright and white. The entire effect was ethereal, creating a shining elf of light before us.
Further along, the Presutti twins too were stretched out beneath the beating sun, their olive skin drinking the UV rays. Looking at them now, it would have been impossible to tell which was which from look alone, the subtle differences in their faces hidden by twin pairs of large tortoiseshell Ray-Bans. Knowing them as well as I did though, I could hazard a guess that the plainer black underwear set adorned Clara's curvaceous body, whilst it was Alexandria's full breasts which strained against the more ostentatiously sexy red silk bra and thong set. My suspicions were confirmed as the latter rose onto her elbows before calling out in Alexandria's voice towards us.
"Hello girlies!" She chirped happily, before lobbing over a towel each to Katie and me.
We bought caught our respective towels, with Katie gliding past to lay her's on the ground next to Alexandria before beginning to undress herself, ready to further tan her already sun-kissed skin.
Caught up in the excitement of a chance to sunbathe I'd hurriedly torn off my blazer, and was in the process of undoing my blouse before my eye was caught by Katie pulling her tartan skirt down and out to reveal a flash of bright blue knickers with a delicate floral pattern across them. Thats when it hit me. I had no blue floral knickers like Katie. Nor did I have Joanna's bright white, or Clara's sensible black, or even Alexandria's sexy red thong. If I was to pull my skirt down right now then my bare pussy would be on show to all of them, how could I explain that?
"Are you alright Victoria?" Katie called over, noticing my hesitation. "What's going on?"
What do I do? I'd already started to strip. Thinking fast I reached up away from my skirt and unclipped my bra, allowing the white fabric to fall away from my chest with a bounce, my nipples hardening with the sudden rush.
"I feel like going au naturel today." I lied, trying my best to sound light and fun. "Best way to avoid tan lines as well. And its just us girls up here anyway, not like anyone's ever caught us."
With my bare breasts proudly standing free, I whisked down my skirt quickly, as if pulling it down with some imaginary pair of knickers in one fluid movement, before quickly collapsing onto my towel, trying to lie out as relaxed as possible, feeling the rapid drumbeat of my heart in my chest
"Woo! Alright, party time! Let's get crazy!" Alexandria shouted as she reached behind her back to unclip the lacy bra and allow her full breasts to swing free. Wriggling her red silk thong down her curvy arse she playfully pinged it away behind her.
This inspired a laugh from Katie, herself seemingly happy to join our nudist colony as with a ping and a snap her underwear dropped to the floor too, every inch of her bronzed and toned skier's body stretched out beneath the beat of the sun, her perfectly formed breasts rising and falling with excited glee.
Already I was feeling myself calming as my cover-up seemed to be working. Of course I shouldn't be surprised, Alexandria was always a party girl, always up for anything, so it would have taken a whole lot more than some nude sunbathing to shock her. Katie too would have followed me whatever I did, and much like a Labrador, just seemed happy to be outside in the sun, tits out or otherwise. Glancing over at Joanna and Clara, on the other hand, I felt a pang of guilt, knowing that this sort of thing wouldn't sit well with either of them because of Joanna's self-consciousness over her small breasts, particularly compared to the rest of us; and Clara's general shyness and demureness.
Nonetheless, Joanna had slipped her underwear off too, albeit after a visible flash of embarrassment striking her, as her long established membership to the itty-bitty titty committee was shoved into our faces with the removal of her push-up bra revealing her tiny, but still beautifully perky and tear-dropped, breasts. Ashamed from her own inexplicable insecurities, she casually shifted onto her stomach instead, as if trying to even her tan onto her back.
