"Remove the offending garments and issue a personal apology to all male staff."

"Oh!" this was going even better than Clara had planned. "So, the 'offending garments'..."

"Yes, the skirt that's too long, the top that's too opaque, and the extra undergarment."

"Oh, of course."

"Right now, I'm afraid. If you delay there'll have to be additional penalties."

"Darn! Well, I guess there's nothing you can do about it."

Clara began by removing her blouse, exposing her lacy demi-cup bra the creamy white tops of her breasts. Then she unzipped and slipped out of her skirt.

"Oh, those are tights, not stockings! I'm afraid that will count as an undergarment, too. So you have to choose between your bra, panties, or nylons. Only one." Anne was smirking,

Clara felt herself growing aroused at the idea of wearing just one item of clothing around the office for the rest of the day. But what should she pick? She could go topless, bottomless, or she could wear just her see-through nylons, exposing her whole body... the last one seemed by far the sexiest, but she didn't want Anne to catch on to the fact that she was faking her AGS for sexual gratification.