Hey guys, Summer here. Thanks for taking a look at the second chapter of my story. If you haven't read the first chapter, you might want to check it out before you read this chapter. Just look up Neel Down in the author pages
You can certainly read chapter two without having read chapter one, but some things might be a bit confusing to understand.
Thank you to everyone who read chapter on.
Okay, that's enough out of me, It's almost time for school.
School started at 7:30AM. The bus would pick me up at 7:00AM. Here it was, only 6:30AM and I was sitting looking out the window ready to go. Well not exactly, entirely ready, I still had to put on my dress yet. I saw no reason to extend the agony of wearing clothing any longer than absolutely necessary.
Not that the opinion of your Mom can always be trusted, but she said I looked very pretty sitting there in just my new pink sneakers and socks. "Did you brush your teeth and remember to pluck this morning?" she asked.
"Yes, Mommy. I did all my morning routine and even spent extra time in the shower to make sure I was squeaky clean," I replied
Okay, I know some of you are saying "Plucking?" Let me explain. A few weeks ago I notice a few hairs in the area of my pussy. They'd evidently grown unnoticed for awhile since I'm a natural blond. Now most young girls look forward to their pubic hair growing out as a sign of womanhood, but not me. I'm a nudist, and I've had the opportunity to see women of all ages practicing varying standards of grooming. I've seen women who never shave their underarms and some who don't even shave their legs. Just as gross to me is a women with a bushy cunt. It might have something to do with me being sorta an exhibitionist, but if I'm going to flash my pussy to a guy, I want him to get a nice unobstructed view of it. I'm hoping that when I'm older I can get all my body hair permanently removed, but for now I'll pluck daily so that I'm baby smooth with no stubble.
Anyway, it was now 6:50 and I was starting to pace the floor. "Why don't you put on your dress and we'll all go out to wait for the bus," Daddy suggested encouragingly as he grabbed his camera off the table. He had decided to go into work late today so that he could see his little girl off to her first day of school. I vaguely remembered doing all this six years ago and hoped the results would be much better this time around.
Look, I realize I'm eleven and my dad taking off work so he can see me off to school is a bit corny, but my parents love me and I'm not about to knock it.
Our house was the only one on the lane so we were told that the bus would pick me up out front. The three of us waited. It seemed to me that my parents were almost as nervous as I was. "You look beautiful," daddy said, slipping his hand under my dress to calm me down by rubbing my tight little ass.
He rubbed it until he saw the bus nearing, then he quickly gave my little slit a gentle swipe with his finger before removing his hand. "Have a great day, beautiful," he said.
Mommy gave me a kiss, and then I turned waiting for the bus to stop. The door to the bus opened and my school life was ready to begin. When I got to the top of the steps, I leaned back just a bit and gave my parents a wave. As they waved back, I saw my Daddy give a deep sigh as he focused on the bottom of my dress. I think my little slit was winking good-bye to him.
I straighten up and hurried down the aisle to get a seat. I was ecstatic when I saw Lily waving to me. She had promised to save me a seat, and I quickly slid in next to her as the bus drove off.
"Damn girl, you look fabulous today," Lily said, earnestly. "You should wear clothes more often. The boys are going to go crazy when they see you. I just hope you don't get in any trouble."
"I'm not going to get in trouble," Summer declared. "I intend to be on my best behavior today."
"It's not your conduct that I'm worried about," Lily declared. "As good as you look, that dress is, beyond question, in violation of the school's dress code..If you stand with your arms straight down against your side, your skirt or dress hem must at least reach your finger tips. Your dress would only pass if you had arms like a T-Rex and you don't."
"Maybe they'll be lenient since it's the first day," Summer said hopefully.
Lily hoped so too, but she knew the teachers from last year and was highly doubtful.
Summer was surprised to see that Lily was actually wearing a skirt today, her friend was usually in jeans or shorts. She chalked it up to it being the first day of the school year. She noticed that even though she was sitting, Lily's skirt still managed to cover most of her legs. She could understand Lily not wearing clothes quite as short as she did, but the girl had nice legs. Summer felt she should show them off.
"What do I do when I get inside? Where do I go?" Summer chatted nervously.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Thursday, September 07, 2017