The email I got from Abel a few days ago (copied also to our friend Martha, who is coming up for the weekend):
School notice – [Name of our village] Academy
Girls are notified that there will be a full uniform inspection by their housemaster at 4.30pm this coming Saturday.
Any recent misconduct reported by other masters at the school will also be discussed at this time.
Hmm, my bottom is twitching just a bit…
I wonder, is there always a little something intentionally wrong with the uniform or is it spot on? I seem to have the knack of thinking I’ve really truly got everything perfect but in actual fact there is something to make me fail uniform inspection, suits the natural good girl in me and the kinky naughty girl too.
Hope you have a fantastic weekend, I’m envious as hell!
When I first started playing, I used to have something deliberately wrong with my uniform.
Then I played with somebody who has turned the whole thing around in my head, by giving me a big lecture on value of good girls, who try their best to do things right – including their uniforms. That lecture has stayed with me since: I _need_ to do the best I can, and try very hard to have everything right. If then some little detail turns out wrong, I get really upset, but ah well… there’s no helping it!
I have to say, having just started playing in this arena, that I’m having a problem adhering to the school uniform, specifically re: knickers. In “real life” I set a great deal of store against lovely underwear – one of my favourite ways to spend money and I love to wear matching sexy undies. Not that anyone gets to see them (I’m single), but *I* like them and feel better in them.
I went out the other day specifically to buy a pair of big Bridget Jones-ers… and physically couldn’t. And yet I’m well aware of the trouble it can cause to appear in (say) lacy M&S boyshorts instead… which, I confess, I did do the first time round in order to deliberately have something wrong with my uniform.
As it transpires, that’s the least of my behavioural issues, so I may well just have to suck it up and go for the big pants in the future.
If I can bring myself to buy some…
Hope you passed your inspection with flying colours!
I love my big white pants, which is a good job as I’ve been told that I’m not allowed to wear any other kind, makes mornings soooo much easier too, just take the pair from the top of the pile, they’re all identical so no thought required.
I did go for deliberate naughty girl a few months ago, same big pants but patterned with pretty blue flowers, that backfired totally on a walk in the woods, when instructed to pull down my pants for a switching my man was so busy checking to make sure we were completely alone that he missed them, perhaps lacy scarlet pants would have been better!
I’m usually like you Haron, feeling I *have* to do my best, but I can force myself to do things wrong sometimes (as long as completely understood that I knew what I was doing and wasn’t just being naturally rubbish…)