Thursday morning. Warm rays of the sun shone through the curtains, caressing the silky skin of Tanya's legs. She slept in a long tshirt, its hem just about the length of a miniskirt. The prohibition on pants and panties meant she could never again wear her old flannel pyjamas.
The alarm rung. Tanya yawned and stretched. Somehow morning made everything better -- or was that her date with Mark? Stepping over her blanket, she walked to her bathroom and got in the bathtub shower.
Putting one leg on the side of the bath, Tanya splashed some water on her pussy and lathered it up with puffs of foam. Her folds tingled mildly. She got out a pink disposable razor and shaved off every hint of hair. It was ridiculously easy to shave herself silky smooth every morning now that she had to do it daily.
She did her legs quickly and brushed her teeth. Once dry, she threw on a black mini-kilt, a red v-neck tee with ample cleavage, and red sockettes before coming downstairs. She held her kilt tight to herself to make sure her brother didn't get an eyeful of her sinfully bare pussy, but he was nowhere in sight.
Her mom was having a coffee. Tanya got right to business.
"Mom, can I change schools?"
"No," her mom blinked. "Sweetie, I know high school is tough, but you'll pull through. I didn't raise a quitter. Don't complain to me about school."
"But," Tanya said, coming face to face with a new prohibition.
"Shush you," her mom replied. "I know your classmates are scary, but inside they are just as scared as you, honey. You should come up to whoever most scares you and tell them you want to be their friend. I bet you'll get along like bees in honey."
Crap. Talking to her mom was making things worse. Who did she have to offer friendship to now? Phil? Mr. Deckhard? Mr. Chambers? Mr. Chambers was probably the scariest, most menacing. Tanya didn't want to think about this.
Tanya put on brown knee-high boots, leaving a perilous long length of slender thigh between the boots and the skirt, and walked to school.
Who could Tanya run into en route? Her brother? Vice cops? Will Phil's gang have plans for her, or are they playing hookey at the pool hall? |