Pretty Girl of the Day, June 11, 2015


Dressing like this is NOT acceptable! I hate to make an example of Marlene, but I caught her yesterday morning just as she was leaving for her first class, wearing a pair of black panties under her top.


“They’re not *under* my top,” she said, “they’re *with* my top. I’m wearing a sweatshirt and panties, what’s wrong with that?”


“Maybe you could get away with that in high school,” I said, “but even then, didn’t you have a rule against visible panties in your high school?”

“We called them ‘shorts’.” Marlene smirked, adding, “Our assistant principal was pretty dense.”

“You mean he bought your story that your panties were really shorts?”

“Probably not, but he let us wear panties with our tops, for the most part. The only thing he did was every day, during homeroom, he would go into one classroom at random, and single out one girl, and make her strip.”

“You mean she would have to take off her panties?”

Marlene laughed. “Yeah, and everything else, too.”

“You mean he would strip her completely naked? In front of her whole class?”

“You seem surprised. Didn’t girls get stripped in your high school?”

“No, but here at the college, you’re going to get stripped, and worse, if you try to wear that outfit. Off with the panties!”


“I don’t see why you’re so shy, Marlene. You have a beautiful pussy. You shouldn’t be ashamed of it.”

Marlene laughed. “It’s not that I’m ashamed of it, exactly. It’s just that my top is a little short. I just wish it were a couple inches longer, that’s all.”


I could see Marlene’s point. Even though her top was long enough to overlap her panties, in violation of the Dress Code, it wasn’t long enough to cover her adorable little butt.


But I didn’t say any of that. Freshman girls like Marlene need to be handled gently. “Turn around, honey,” I said. “There’s nothing to worry about. Why, I bet your top is longer than you think. Let’s see.”

She turned around slowly and crossed her legs. Maybe she thought she was hiding her pussy that way, but the effect was exactly the opposite. When I was a freshman, I would have felt the same way. It’s not easy to get used to wearing a top as if it were a dress.


I hugged her, and patted her butt, which immediately eased her tension. She uncrossed her legs, and relaxed her cheeks so I could gently caress the soft tender skin at the base of her crack. She spread her legs apart and kissed me as I stroked her perineum, from the slippery rim of her vagina to her tightly puckered asshole, and back again. Back and forth, back and forth. With each stroke, her tension eased, even as her heart and breathing speeded up. I sensed she was about to cum, so I gradually withdrew my hand from between her legs, and started rubbing her back, and feeling her tight belly, and sexy hips.

“You look great!” I told her.

She whispered, “I think my pussy is a little wet, can you tell?”

It was bright red and glistening. The poor girl could hardly keep her legs together. She clearly needed to cum, but I didn’t tell her that. “No, it’s fine,” I said. “no one will notice.”

2 thoughts on “Pretty Girl of the Day, June 11, 2015

  1. Keith

    Yay! The Code is not dead! Long live the Code! So wonderful to see more entries by the Master himself.


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