Lost Girl in Exposure 10

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My face flushed red. I had no idea how to safely take off my underwear. Even the slightest
movement would make it easy for the students sitting on either side of the wall to see it hanging down to my knees.
If someone came in from outside, I wouldn't have anywhere to hide. My heart was pounding wildly,
making my thoughts a complete mess. There was a teacher's chair on the platform; it would
have been easy to sit there and take off my underwear. But that chair was by the door. When I came in, I was busy
introducing , and I didn't have time to sit down during the lecture! So I hadn't thought about it and hadn't
moved the chair.
Now, I wanted to smash my head against the wall, having put myself in such a dangerous situation because of my perverted desires
. I gently rubbed my legs together, trying to see if I could get the underwear down to my feet. I blamed myself
for wearing such super-elastic underwear; I could clearly
feel .
Of course, I didn't dare make any big movements! I was afraid of attracting the students' attention! I could only move my legs
up and down . After trying for a while, the effect wasn't great, so I spread my legs wider and
held that position for a moment. This would reduce the elasticity of the underwear for a moment, and then I tightened my legs.
Finally slipped down a little. The annoying thing was that the podium was really small, and if I moved too much
, the students on both sides could easily see it. However, after all my efforts, spreading my legs for a long time and then tightening them again
, my efforts finally paid off, and the underwear finally fell to my ankles.
It was much easier on my ankles. I gently lifted it with one foot, then stepped on it with my heel, and in
a few moments, the underwear was completely on the ground. I even gave a triumphant smile, and then,
pretending to pick something up again, I squeezed the damn underwear in my hand and squeezed it tightly. Surprisingly, my small hand could hold it
completely . Maybe the underwear really was too small. I opened the drawer of the lectern, secretly slipped my underwear inside, and then
let out a soft "shh"—finally done! Of course,
now that my underwear was off, I was definitely going to do something naughty! Otherwise, all that effort would have been for nothing, right, friends watching on the screen? Hehe…!
Now, I asked the students if they had read enough and had a general understanding of the text! Then I
started teaching them in a very professional manner. Of course, the junior high curriculum was no challenge for me! I handled it all
very smoothly . Looking at the students' expressions, they seemed to welcome me, their little new teacher.
Holding the book, I moved between the students' chairs, my body exposed under my short skirt. At first, my
heart was pounding; it would be a lie to say I wasn't worried. But after a few rounds, I realized it
wasn't a big deal. Courage does build up over time! Later, I became nonchalant and gradually
forgot about not wearing underwear. As I passed a student, one of them called out to me, saying he
didn't quite understand a quoted sentence in the text. I followed his gaze to where he pointed. My eyesight isn't very
good; I can only see clearly up close. To appear more innocent and pure, I rarely wear glasses.
Girls , after all, are naturally vain, and I was no exception! So, I had to slightly bend down. For
a fleeting moment, I completely forgot about not wearing underwear under my short skirt, lowering my head to the same
height as the student to explain. This meant my buttocks
were rode up too!
After explaining it to the student, I turned around to return to the podium. I saw
the boy who had been behind me had his face flushed slightly, and suddenly I realized something. Did he discover my secret under my skirt when I
bent over ? Just thinking about it sent a chill down my spine.

I stood there, my heart pounding. I stole a glance at the boy and saw his
face was even redder. I thought, he must have seen something. It's all my fault; my underwear was pulled down, and I didn't even notice
. It wasn't that I cared about him seeing my body, but it was just too embarrassing in front of a group of middle school students.
Besides, I came to the countryside to help them, not to perform my naked body for them. My
face burned, but I was sweating profusely. I felt so ashamed. What if they spread the word that a college student didn't wear underwear while teaching
them and they saw it? How could I face them then?
But my flushed face remained hot. Seeing the boy's face also turning bright red, my
face felt even hotter in contrast. I should be feeling ashamed! But a moment later, I
felt incredibly excited, thrilled, like someone who had been starving for three days and then, penniless, had stolen a
loaf of bread .
Now, it felt like they had ripped away my last veil of modesty, leaving me completely exposed among them.
My blood was rushing at twice the normal rate with the excitement of exposure. My body, which had just been sweating profusely
, suddenly felt incredibly hot again; this contrast was truly unbearable. Just then, the classmate who had asked me the question called me again,
asking what the meaning of that line of poetry in the text was. Damn it, she had so many questions. My face flushed
as I moved closer to her, and she actually asked, "Teacher Xia, why is your face suddenly so red?" Her question
almost made my heart leap out of my chest, as if she had discovered my secret too. I froze, looking at her innocent,
childlike expression, and felt an urge to strangle her. Luckily, she asked very quietly, and at that moment, my
ear was very close to her mouth.
Once again, I bent low, knowing full well I wasn't wearing underwear under my skirt
. But I still bent low, knowing the boy behind me was staring
intently . As I explained the poem to her, my hands clenched tightly, my teeth
chattering with nervousness, my other hand pressed firmly against my chin, my eyes half-open, half-closed
. I didn't even know how I was explaining the poem; every muscle in my body felt like it was shrinking and throbbing. The scary thing was, even at this point, I couldn't resist sticking my butt out behind him
completely . What terrified me even more was the thought that more people would see the secret under my skirt. Although I was so nervous I was almost in tears, the excitement wouldn't stop me. In the end, I don't know how I explained it to her! I don't know if she understood! Looking at her...

I nodded slightly and stood up abruptly. This time, out of habit, I glanced at the boy
and saw him covering his face with his hands. Perhaps he was too excited to admit he'd seen my secret!
I also noticed another student sitting behind him looking a little strange. When I
looked at him, he instantly lowered his head, like a child who'd done something wrong.
My mind was in turmoil as I walked to the podium, my thoughts still replaying the scene. I wondered what I would have seen if I
had bent down like that. I leaned against the podium, closing my eyes to try and
calm down, but I couldn't. The moment I closed my eyes, the image that appeared in the darkness, exactly as I
imagined immediately came to mind.
I grabbed the blackboard eraser from the podium and gripped it tightly in my hand. I was
worried . But my mind was still preoccupied with whether they had
fully seen my lower body, that dark, woman-like area, that wet, pinkish secret place. Perhaps
they only saw my entire white thigh, and then they blushed because they associated it with something else
. If I could stand naked in front of them now, perhaps I wouldn't
feel that terrifying thrill. But it was this feeling of not daring to show myself, yet desperately wanting to show myself,
coupled with the fact that they might have really seen everything, that made my heart completely restless. It was like
a cat catching a mouse, and the mouse accidentally escaped. The cat caught the
mouse again, but would it let it escape
again? I turned to face my classmates, trying to open my eyes wide, pretending to be calm as I continued the lesson.
Although my chaotic thoughts and the words that came out of my mouth were completely inconsistent, at this moment, I could only try my best to suppress my
inner desires. I don't know how I waited for the bell to ring. The crisp sound of the bell was like a
lifeline , making me rush out of the classroom with a jumbled mess of emotions. I quickly returned to the principal's office and buried my head in my hands
on the desk. A teacher there asked me what was wrong, if I was feeling unwell. I lied and said
I hadn't slept well the night before and just needed a rest; I could continue teaching in the afternoon. After I told him, he
left.
There were still two classes in the afternoon. The scary thing was, my head, buried in the desk, wasn't thinking about how to teach
the students that afternoon, but rather about the scene from the classroom just now. That shock lingered, and I
longed to experience it again. The fifteen-minute break between classes quickly passed,
and the crisp bell rang again. Compared to the bell for the end of class, this time, it felt like it came from hell.
I walked into the classroom, my face still flushed, holding my history textbook. This was a history class, relatively simpler.
The whole class, I sat in my chair explaining key points of history and
the significance of dynastic changes to society. There wasn't a single word on the blackboard. I didn't stand up; I was afraid I'd lose
control . But what was the use? Desire had defeated everything the moment I entered the classroom.
Although I was trying my best to remain calm, my underwear was still in the teacher's desk
drawer , with no intention of wearing it. That alone was enough to betray all my
attempts to appear normal and my anxieties.
In the third period, during computer class, something happened that makes me shudder just thinking about it now.

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