Outer Layer off in the woods

Mandy reached down, slipping off her flannel and letting it fall to the ground. Then, self consciously she looked over her bony shoulder at Mrs. Marshall and the class.

"Um... A little privacy please?" She asked in a meek voice. A few of the students tittered and laughed, and Mandy felt her cheeks grow red.

"Right," Mrs. Marshall turned to the class. "Let's go around the bend! I'll need any extra clothes you have available." She commanded, urging the **** students out of sight. Now Mandy was alone, though being alone in the open world felt still very exposing. Still, Mrs. Marshall had been right. She had to get these clothes off and do it now!

She slipped off her tank top next, letting it fall to the ground. She kept her long arms glued over her bra, looking around nervously. Just the trees, or so it seemed. Grimacing, she reached down and unbuttoned her shorts. With a shakey breath, she let them fall, slipping them off with her tennis shoes. Awkwardly she bent her long legs and pulled off her cute little ankle socks with cat faces on them. She now stood, gangly body bare except for her bra and panties. She grimaced, spinning in place, feeling the cool air on her limbs.

Worst of all, she knew she was just getting started!