I’m starting to sweat, and the perfect outline of my perky ‘B’ cup breasts and nipples is evident through my thin white blouse. I look at the water as if it were a mirror and pull my long dirty blonde hair up into a ponytail. Usually, there’s a bit of a current, but today it’s calm, and I can see my reflection perfectly. They clung to my bare feet as I made my way through the woods. There’s a path that cuts through the woods, sprinkled with pine needles and dead leaves. Little did I know the trouble I’m in for? For some odd reason, I felt compelled to cut through the woods to get home. I still wore my plaid skirt and white blouse. I stripped out of my shoes and the basic white socks, enjoying the feeling of the grass and dirt on my bare soles. I couldn’t wait to get home and just bask in the sun and do as little as possible.
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