They both get uniform violations.

"Hey! Stop right there." Joshua and Ivanna turned to see who was speaking.

It was a middle aged woman in a power suit. As this was the first day, she was wearing a badge that said, "Dr. Kinskey, Dean of Students."

"Oh, hi," Joshua said, suddenly very nervous. Was there some way someone could have learned his secret?

"Don't 'oh hi' me," she said sternly. "Both of you are wearing your skirts way too short for regulations."

"It's not my fault," Joshua said, "I had a growth spurt over the summer. I'm just too tall for the uniforms."

"Nonsense. I've heard it all a hundred times before. You girls roll up the waistband to make the skirt shorter and you think we're too dumb to realize."

"No, I promise, look," he said, raising his blouse to show off the waist line. The woman walked right up to him and stuck a finger inside the waistline of his skirt and moved it around. This unexpected physical contact on his panties immediately cause his dick to stir again.

"I see." The woman said when she ascertained that Joshua's skirt wasn't rolled up. "I'll finish dealing with you in a moment." She turned to Ivanna. "What's your excuse?"

"My excuse is I am not a prudish American who wants to look like a nun just because I go to smart girl school."

"I see. What's your name?"

"Ivanna Kletchtokova."

"Well that's a write-up for you, Ivanna. First one's a warning. Second and third write-ups result in punitive work duty, beyond that you're looking at possible expulsion. Unroll your skirt if you don't want another one."

"Ivanna rolled her eyes and unrolled the hem of her skirt to lengthen it again."

In the process, she must have shown something, because the dean immediately opened her eyes wide. "Are those regulation undergarments, missy?"

"I plead the fifth."

"No such thing at this school. Lift your skirt."

Ivanna, defiantly and without a hint of shame, lifted her skirt and showed the dean her sheer black panties. Which means, by extension, she was showing Joshua her lovely little pussy again.

"Uniform regulations are very clear, undergarments must be white, modestly cut, and definitely not see through. Go back to your dorm room and change into regulation panties."

"Ugh, fine! I'll wear your ugly, prudish, American panties," Ivanna said and started to storm off back to the dorms.

Before she got to far, however, she stopped, turned around, and to Joshua's absolute astonishment, reached up her skirt and pulled down her panties. She stepped out of them and tossed them right at the dean's shocked face. She caught them by instinct and just sort of stared at them, unsure of what to do.

"I won't be needing these any more, so you take them. Maybe they will help you get laid so you can fucking relax."

Finally, the Dean found her voice. "That, missy, is a second and third write up for you. You will see me Monday after school for your work duties. Now, for the love of God go put on some regulation panties before I have you expelled."

"Bye Alexa," Ivanna said, "see you later."

Joshua just stared after Ivanna, his fully erect penis pushing painfully at the front of his own (regulation) panties. This place was going to give him blue-balls for sure.

"Well, now that that ordeal is over, please follow me to my office."