Naked from her waist down

The firm tug of sufficient to undo the knot in Olive's apron. Jane released the ends and Olive's apron gave in to gravity, whirling as it fell to the ground. Olive didn't know what hit her and reacted too late; Jane had already snatched the apron away. With her hands in front of her pussy, Olive tried to save what could be saved. "Oh Olive, where do you want to work without an apron?" cried Chrissy just a little too loudly. Heads of those present turned to see this young beauty naked from the waist down. Mrs. Hart, hearing the commotion, came over to see what was going on. "OLIVE!" she cried, "what is this?" Olive did not know what to say. "No answer then? Ok then suit yourself. Jane can I have that apron? Then I'll put it away for today. Olive can work like this until the end of her shift. At least if she is able to keep her shirt on because otherwise it will get worse for her." Olive stood defeated watching what was happening and didn't know how to react. Chrissy and Jane could do nothing but grin and concoct and plan to get Olive naked but whether that would succeed?