The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch) - Sexgeschichten

The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch)

... said, "Let me say first, Mr. and Mrs. Smithers, that we are very proud of your daughter's attendance at Campbell - Frank College. In spite of her, uh, unconventional lifestyle choice, which we realize she is entitled to under our Constitution, her faculty advisor reports that she has perfect attendance and her grades so far have been uniformly excellent."

Tami blushed as she felt the proud looks of the three of them -- her father, her mother, and Mr. Noyes -- upon her. She took a deep breath. She was sitting in a wood chair between her father and her mother, who was on the couch. Mr. Noyes was across from her in a big cushioned chair. Any teenager would have blushed, if only with pride. But for a totally naked girl trying to show this man that she had no desire to cover any part of herself, it was a peculiar and intense type of mortification. She smiled shyly, sitting straight up, feet flat on the floor, hands clasped over her navel (leaving her pussy showing), her knees exactly twelve inches apart.

Mr. Noyes, it turned out, got along pretty well with Tami's father. Mr. Smithers's initial resentment melted away as he and Mr. Noyes discussed the scholarship situation at the college and getting scholarships in general. Tami's father got in a few words about his own education as an electrical engineer and how much better his daughter was at math than he was. He even excused himself to fish around in the closet and emerge with his old slide rule. Playing with it, Mr. Noyes ...

... said, "Wow, this is a real relic . . . you don't see these any more!" and spoke of the trouble he had with physics when he was in college himself.

While they were engaged in this male bonding the phone rang. Mrs. Smithers picked it up in the kitchen. Coming out to the living room, she said, "Excuse me, but Tami, Charlene called and your high school friends are having a little reunion party tonight at her house. Are you coming?"

Tami by now had mastered the art of maintaining a deadpan expression while cowering in dread underneath. There was no way she was going to be naked in front of her old high school friends. "Tell her I'll call her back, O.K.?" As her father and Mr. Noyes continued chatting, Tami formed a plan in her mind to call Charlene back later, talk about old times, and then beg off going to the party because she was sick.

"At the rate she's going, she could get her degree in three years maybe," Mr. Noyes said. This statement caught Tami's ear. Maybe only three years! She hadn't thought of that possibility. One semester's gone. That means only two and a half years! Graduation . . . and CLOTHES!! She drifted into one of her favorite things to think about, graduation day. How she would get to wear that robe, and then, finally free of the threat of being expelled, go right to the stores that very afternoon and buy clothes to cover her from head to toe, clothes, clothes, more clothes, Tami the clothes horse, the fashion plate, that will be what they will call ...