She doesn't want to give up her position so soon

"Oh, it's no trouble at all," Frankie smiles, not breaking eye contact with Haley's exposed lips. "I'm definitely keeping her like this for today, but I have too many great ideas to lose this job now."

You pat Frankie's head and laugh, "Alright, then. Enjoy the view, but remember; no touching anything but her clothing without clear, enthusiastic consent."

The kneeling lesbian pouts goofily for a second before standing up and taking Haley's hand. "Come on; I'm not letting you out of my sight until I'm certain you won't try and hide your beautiful new uniform."

Frankie skips away, dragging Haley along behind her, and you scan the hallway for the next offender.

A few overly conscientious girls ask you to look them over just to make sure they're fully compliant -- a request you are all too happy to grant -- and one or two want to know if choker necklaces counted as clothing or jewelry. You're tempted to call them clothing, loving the mental image of girls going to class completely naked except for a thin collar of cloth, but end up declaring them jewelry just to maximize the number of girls willing to wear them.

Your next conundrum is considerably more difficult to resolve. Maggie Gene, a nerdy drama club AV tech, comes over to make sure her glasses count as jewelry (which they do, obviously). She's made the bold decision of keeping her bra rather than her panties, presumably because her breasts are too big to comfortably go unsupported, but her lower half isn't nearly as exposed as you would've liked. Her fiery red pubes are thick and bushy enough to give her a surprising degree of modesty as long as she keeps her legs together, which she instinctively does out of discomfort and embarrassment.

Clever girl, you think, wondering whether you should allow this little loophole to go unaddressed.