Nothing much, but didn't she forget something?

Leaving a note for her sister in case she came back (she was still her conscientious self, despite the exciting outfit) Rachel decides there is no time like the present to deliver the box to her neighbour. The postman said he should be back this morning, so she secures the box the best she can and sets off to the house along the beach.

It's a beautiful British summer day, not too hot and there's a pleasant breeze coming in from the sea. It's the first weekend since Rachel left that damn catholic school and it certainly feels good to be free from all those rules and restrictions.

The skirt and top continue to feel just great against her skin, as does the sun and the breeze... She feels the feathery touch of a stronger gust against her bare legs as she walks along, then another gust works its way up under her skirt stopping her dead in her tracks.

The soft touch gently caresses bare skin up between her legs too... Slowly it dawns on her that she had got so wrapped up in choosing an outfit she had never put any pants on! Anyone watching the leggy teenager would have seen her indecision, but a moment later she continues her journey. "After all", thinks Rachel, "I'm just delivering the box, I'll be home soon and no one will ever know I forgot!"

There's also a part of her enjoying this sudden freedom from protocol, it's exciting.