The Class: Chapter 5

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"Are you done yet? Even girls don't take that long." it was Emily's voice behind the door..
"I am" I had to respond...
"Then come, what are you waiting for, or do you need some accessories?"

I come out of the shower room, she's standing in front of me, I can feel my self dying from embarrassment. I can't even look her in the eyes.. And I didn't have to. She took me by the waist which was encased in the tight jeans, gently pushed me against the wall. Came up so close to me that I could feel my "member" being squished by her body as well as the clothes I was wearing. She put her hand on my ass and squeezed it just enough for me to let out a silent moan. That's when we both knew I'm all hers.

"Well you can't go with no shoes, can you? No worries. Here, some nice heeled boots to match your outfit. They will even let you show of a little part of your fishnets, quite hot, don't you agree?"
I did not respond, I just took them, put them on, tied the laces as she left the room. I stood up in them, trying to keep my balance, they didn't have too high of a heel, but I had difficulty standing straight. There was a mirror in the changing room, I had to see myself.

I so wish I hadn't done that. I could not recognize my body. It was just like of real girls. I mean I had breast, my waist was encased, everything was hugging my form, the heels made my legs look longer and overall really feminine. My ass was exposed for all to look at. And the minor detail, that made me the most nervous, was the naked part of my ankles, where the fishnet tights could be seen. The jeans weren't long enough to hide it, the boots weren't tall enough either. It was just a perfect part for a detail like this.

I hesitated, but I had to go out of the changing room, I had to go home. I opened the door to get out of there...

The bell rigs

What?! Holy shit! The physics class just ended. That was fast. I must have spent the whole time staring at Emily, I hoped she didn't notice. I'm too shy to talk to her. And she's looking so beautiful today, just like everyday. I truly admire her style.

Just another typical Tuesday.

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