CHAPTER 9

"True. The rule about bras, in the dress code, should probably be dropped, in the light of the new law, but as with anything in the education system, any changes in the handbook must be approved unanimously through the school board, and you know how hard that can be sometimes. The exact wording of the rule is: Bras, and underwear in general, are not allowed to be seen through your clothes or if your clothes can move with normal movement is such a way as to expose the undergarment." Your bra is clearly in violation of that rule. What is the normal reaction to such an offense"?

"The offender is to be sent to the office where they are to be given an oversized shirt of shame."

"Yes, that is the rule. The shirts of shame are only used a couple times a year. However, if any female were to have a bra exposed, the rule is in effect. Since the underwear punishment is not exposing the underwear while under outer clothing, there is no violation of the rule. Those shirts, however, are like dresses because of their size. In this case they would be in violation of you being nude below your navel."

"Well then, I can just take this top off. That is not in violation of the silly rule."

"Ture, but the exposing underwear rule is only in effect if THAT is the particular punishment that has been levied against the one being forced to wear only underwear. There is no violation, because their undergarments are not visible from under their street clothes. In essence, their underwear becomes outer wear at that point. That is not the case for you. You were sentenced to only bottomless. If you do not correct this situation before you go to your class you will be in violation of the dress code and your punishment would be automatically upgraded to full Yellow for twelve days, Double your current Green sentence length."

"But, but, what can I do…" Laure said, sounding increasingly panicked.

"The obvious thing is to lose the bra but keep the top."

"But this top is so sheer that I will look almost completely nude."

"But you would not be completely nude. You would still have a top on. You would be meeting all levels of the law and dress code at the same time. If you do not take this action, you would automatically be upgraded to full Yellow anyway."

Laura fought to find a way out of the logic but could not find anything. Reluctantly she started moving to take off her top so that she could remove her offending bra. Mark just stood there with a small smile on his face. "Do you mind turning around?"

"Why, you are going to be showing your breasts soon enough as it is. Me watching is going to make little difference to what I will see in a moment anyway."

"But… Fine!" Laura finally huffed when she realized she was not going to win this battle. She had to struggle to take off the stretched top but eventually succeeded. She carefully laid it out on the table next to her. Then with a heavy sigh she reached to the middle of her bra and released the clasp in the front. She hesitated a moment before she let it go as Mark watched her every move. She hardly ever even let her husband see her nude, and now she was going to be standing nude in front of the Vice Principal! Finally, she let the bra go and her C-Cup breasts sprang free.

Mark's smile got bigger as she stood there now completely nude. Seeing his smile get bigger caused Laura to blush over her entire body.

She set her bra down and reached for her top, but it wasn't on the table where she left it. She started to panic until she noticed Mark had it in his hand. He Reached out and handed it to her. Where she had carefully set it down so that she knew what the front was and back was, and it now was a wadded-up ball. It took her extra time to un-wad it; she knew Mark had done this on purpose to prolong her complete nudity. Finally, she had it sorted out and started to put it back on. As before she struggled with the tight material. The bottom edge seemed to roll under as she tried to pull it down. She eventually got it over her head and under her armpits, but it looked like a rolled band across her upper chest. It had been difficult pulling it over the smooth material of her bra this morning, and Allen had been helping her then, over her skin was proving impossible. After struggling for what seemed like hours, she realized it was not possible to do it alone. Allen was not there. She finally gave in to the inevitable and said, "Mark could you please help me. This damn thing is too tight to get on alone."

"It would be my pleasure." Mark reached under the bottom edge of the rolled material and started rolling it in his fingers. It slowly started to get longer. The only problem was that only a few inches of material on either side of what he worked on got longer. He had to constantly move his hands to new sections to lengthen it. She tried to help with the material over her breasts, but it seemed to tangle. She did not notice that Mark worked counter to what she was trying to do near where she worked. When little progress was made by her efforts he said. "Here, just put your arms up and let me do it. I can see better than you can what the material is doing. You are just making things worse because you can't clearly see what part I am working on because of your perspective."

It was obvious to Laura that whatever was going on was not working. In resignation she finally did what he suggested and raised her arms. This allowed Mark free access to her upper body. He slowly untangled the rolled material of the top causing it to lengthen. He seemed to take his time and moved his fingers back and forth more than necessary as he worked on the material that came across her nipples.

Laure said "Fuuuuck!" very quietly under her breath but not quite enough to hide it from Mark who was standing right there. "Can you please not move your hands back and forth so much right there. I have sensitive nipples and you are bothering me."

"Hey, I'm just doing what I can to help. This material is stretched to its limit and seems to have a mind of its own. If you want me to quit helping you with the lower half of your tits exposed, I can stop if you want."

"Oh god no. Not that. It is just so damn embarrassing with you touching me like you are."

"Well embarrassing is what this punishment is all about. If you enjoyed it too much, it wouldn't be a punishment now, would it?"

"No, it wouldn't. Just, just hurry damn it."