Today when I had finished getting changed for PA.
Julia just happened to be the next person in line.
She came in.
I was going out of the cubicle.
She blocked my way.
Locked the door.
We giggled and made weird sexual comments.
Took her skirt off (her pants were already underneath).
I tried to get out.
I tried to get out.
I tried to get out.
She checked a phone for a text she got during class.
It was work.
She made me turn around.
Took her shirt off.
I pretended to turn around by moving to the side quickly and back.
She got scared.
She put her shirt on.
Said that she finished.
Said that she finished.
I was afraid to turn around.
I was afraid to turn around.
We went out of the cubicle.
Washed our hands.
She left and never spoke of it again...