Janice's Naked Journal

** All characters mentioned or named in this story are 18+ years old. **

Wednesday, April 2

I arrived at the school, wearing the navy skirt along with a white sleeveless top. I organized my desk with the graded homework and lesson plans for the day. I was ready for the day, I hope.

My day started with senior Calculus, watching Sam walking in and take her seat. I took notice of how short the skirt was she was wearing. As she sat down, she once again placed my panties on her desk and started talking with other students. They had to be talking about me.

Looking at Sam, she motioned for me to stand up. I figured she wanted to check out what I was wearing. I stood up and briefly shuffled papers before sitting down again. She had a frown on her face.

The bell rang and I started on the lesson for the day. We discussed the topic, then worked through a few of the problems together. A minute after the homework part of class started, Sam came up to my desk with her book. She opened it to show me another half dozen pics she had downloaded. She whispered, "Not short enough. Your choice, your bra or your skirt. You better hurry and decide. I swiveled my chair towards the huge whiteboard behind me and started working on getting my bra off and out from my top. Obviously, I wasn't giving her my skirt and end up bottomless.

A few minutes later she had my bra. She folded it up and carried it off on top of her book. It definitely got noticed, but I was wondering how obvious my boobs were through my blouse. I knew my nipples were hard as a rock.

The bell rang, and I watched Sam walk off with my panties, over my folded bra, on top of her books. They were trophies, badges of honor, signifying her conquest. Other students, even boys were gathering around her as she left. No doubt the whole class knew I was no longer wearing a bra.

I made a quick run the the restroom, mainly to check out in front of a mirror, how I looked without the bra. My nipples were plainly obvious, but thankfully the top wasn't sheer in any way. I could pull this off, for today.

Sam returned and took her usual seat for Advanced Mathematics. Taking her seat, she placed my bra with my panties on top, on her desk. She was instantly the center of conversation, and I was getting the looks. How many students know? I couldn't think about it. I had to get on with my lesson.

A couple minutes after the quiet homework section at the end of class started, Sam returned to my desk. She handed me another note with a smile, not saying a word. As she walked back to her desk, I quietly opened the folded note. I started reading, 'Short skirts from now on. Think of the possible remaining penalties. 1) Remember, no panties! 2) From now on, only wear skirts to the school. I mean short skirts. Or else there will be a penalty. 3) No bringing to, or keeping any extra clothing at the school. Or else there will be a penalty. 4) From now on, no wearing a bra at the school.'

I'm not to wear a bra at school, or panties. I looked up at her at her desk, and nodded. She patted the bra and panties on her desk with a smile to remind me she's in charge. It wasn't long and the bell rang ending class. I watched Sam grin as she left class deep in conversation with other students.

I watched as students walking in for the next class looked my way, smiling as they took their seats. It was like they all knew I had no panties, and no bra on. I couldn't think about it. I had to get my lesson started. I had to concentrate on the job.

After that class I gathered my stuff for the day. On the way home, I stopped at the mall. There were couple shops that had the kind of skirts Sam was wanting me to wear, like she wore today. Between the two shops I picked out a half dozen skirts.

I headed home and started my evening off with a glass of wine. I took my purchases to the bedroom and tried on a black skirt. It came to maybe 3 inches below my ass while standing up. I didn't dare bend over in this skirt, and had to hope the wind wouldn't be blowing when walking outside. I picked out a pullover sleeveless burgundy top to go with it. I figured it was loose so my nipples wouldn't be noticed,

I had a small dinner. I was trying to figure out if I dreaded tomorrow, not knowing what will be demanded of me? Or was I excited about the new look, the new skirts? I've been mixed up ever since I gave those panties to Sam. I laid out that black very short skirt, and a sleeveless blouse for tomorrow. Then I went to bed thinking about my mixed feelings. Another night with little sleep.