Even switched off, the memory of it was too much and I couldn’t sleep, my hand kept wandering down to my crotch and eventually I took it out. The following morning mom had my freshly pressed school uniform ready and once more I dressed in crisp, clean, starchy cotton, I felt it touching my skin, so cool, so sensuous. I’d put on my matching bra and panties with the dark red trim. My tiny skirt was immaculate, I put it on over my dark red tights and pulled it gently over my body, touching myself as I did so. Slip on shoes, ribbons braided through my hair, a touch of makeup, perfect. “You look lovely again,” mom said. “Really pretty darling. You have got a boyfriend, haven’t you, tell me about it.” “Honest, mom, I haven’t, I just want to look nice.” “Whatever,” she smiled. “Your new friends sound nice, the Glee club. Why don’t you ask them around for dinner tonight?” I looked up.
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