Uniform

Meet The Parents

I walked through the door, and Bailey and Aaron were sitting in the living room watching TV. "How's your science project coming along?" Aaron asked. "We got a lot done today, but I'm really tired. I'm gonna go to my room." He nodded as I headed for the stairs. As I walk up the stairs, I text Elijah. As soon as I get to my room, I immediately undress and get into bed. I check my phone and see a text from Elijah. 'So did I (devil emoji)'. I put my phone on the nightstand and slowly drift to sleep.

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It's Friday again, thank god. Surprisingly, Hunter and his friends haven't bullied me at all this week. I didn't think Eli beating up Hunter would actually get them to stop bullying me, but it did. All the bruises on my arms and legs are fully healed now, so I don't have to try so hard to hide them at home or school. The hickey on my neck is slowly fading, but it's not noticeable with my uniform on. At home, I just wear a hoodie so Aaron and Bailey don't see it. My chest has been starting to feel sore after being bound all day, and since it's the end of the week, I'm gonna do it loosely today. Hopefully, it doesn't attract the attention of Hunter and his friends.

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When I'm at my locker getting the books I need for class, I feel arms wrap around me from behind, and a kiss is planted on the top of my head. "Good morning, handsome," I say, still getting books out. "Good morning, gorgeous." The compliment makes me blush. I close my locker and turn in Eli's arms, hugging him back. He pulls away and stares at me, then quickly puts his arms back around me. "Sage, your dress shirt is open. I can see your bandages." He whispers while holding me. "Oh crap," I say, looking down, and I see I didn't do my bandages tight enough because my breasts caused the buttons to open. "I need to redo my binding. Please cover me." I plead. Eli tells me to pick up my backpack and place it in front of my chest. We speed walk to the nearest bathroom. Of all the people to be in here, of course, it is Hunter and Ollie. They're just standing in the bathroom sharing a cigarette. Eli immediately steps in front of me, "Get the fuck out of here." He yells at them. "Why are you two planning to fuck before class starts?" Hunter says smugly, taking a draw of the cigarette while Ollie laughs. Eli walks up to Ollie and pulls him out by the collar, and throws him out. "What the fuck is your problem?" Hunter says, pushing my backpack out of my hand and blowing smoke into Eli's face. I ran into the one stall in the bathroom and locked it, hoping Hunter didn't see my chest. "Are you gonna fight all of that short stacks' fights for him?" Hunter says tauntingly at Eli. "You leave Sage the fuck alone," Eli says angrily. "How do you even like a pussy like him? He can't fight for himself, he's small and wears his hair like a fucking fag-..." Before Hunter can finish his sentence, I hear a loud smack. I hear a bit of shuffling, and the bathroom door opens and closes and then locks. "Sage, are you ok?" I hear Eli say outside the stall door, very concerned. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just need to redo my bandages."

"Do you need any help?"

"Will you re-tie my tie when I'm done, please?" Silence and then a chuckle. "Sorry, I nodded my head, yeah, I can tie it for you."

I quickly take off my jacket, undo the tie, and unbutton my dress shirt. I undo all of the bandages, redoing them as tight as I normally do, feeling tenderness in my breasts. I'll just have to deal with it, I guess. I put everything back on except the tie and opened the stall door. "Are you ok, babe?"

"I'm fine, why?"

"You look like you're in pain."

"My breasts are just tender, I'll be fine," I say, handing him my tie. He blushes a bit at my statement. "Wish I could see them again," he says cheekily while knotting the tie. "Maybe we can work on our science project after school, and you'll get to see them again," I say back flirtatiously. "Yeah, I'd love to have you over." He finishes and holds my hand, picking up my backpack on the way out of the bathroom. The bell rings, and we both hurry to our respective classes.