getting ready.

I wake up at 6:30 as usual to start the day with some naked exercise in the backyard. After one hour of it it masturbate on the grass and come back in for a hot shower.

I shave my pussy down and once clean and dry go back to my room to get my clothes out for the day.

I open my closet and drawer and I am surprised to find underwear, long clothes, pants all of this stuff that I would never wear everywhere I look.

It takes me some time to find a nice pink mini skirt that ends only one inch above my pussy (why do I own only one? It's the king of things I like to wear.) and an old white short tank top that barely covers my boobs and let my nipples point through without hidding them.

I put them on my bed and get out my black knee high boots. They are ready fir when I'll leave and there's no need to dress at home and I get down for breakfast.

"Forgot something sweetie?" My mom asks as I eat my butter covered pancakes.

"Oh right thanks mom!" I reply, getting up to pick the box of chocolate sprinkles.

"I meant your clothes sweetie, it's not like you to walk around naked, not that I mind by the way." She tells you.

"What are you talking about mom? I never wear clothes at home, my school clothes are ready on my bed." I tell her, wondering how she could now so little about her daughter.

"If that's your new style it's better, you old little miss modesty act was boring." She tells letting go of the subject.

"Yeah whatever mom!" I reply, she’s really strange this morning.

I get back to my room to put make up and then dress. I run to the door and walk to the next house to get Ernest and go with him to the bus as I do every morning.

If only he would notice me and accept to fuck me. I know that with my very average body, small boobs and plain clothes I have little chance to impress him but if only I try harder to seduce him he would at least let me suck his cock one day.

I knock on the door and prepare for the best moment of my day.

"Hi Laurie ready for school?" Says Ernest to me, as I shake from a violent orgasm.

We walk together to the bus stop and as always the most I get is to hold his hand after kissing him. I always kiss my friends it doesn't mean anything to me.

If only I could get more...