Talking to Miss Marshall

Lauren left her apartment, hurrying to her car to get to college.

"Lauren?"

Lauren stopped, eyes widening as she heard Mrs. Marshall's voice. She turned to see the dottering old woman coming towards her.

"Oh, hi Miss Marshall." Lauren said as she began sweating nervously. "I'm just on my way to school."

"I won't keep you long." Miss Marshall said. "I just wanted to discuss last night..."

Lauren instantly blushed, remembering Miss Marshall catching her half naked, touching her freshly waxed crotch.

"T... there's no need to..." Lauren stammered, but Miss Marshall interjected.

"I just wanted to say, you should not do what I caught you doing." Miss Marshall said, leaning in for a loud whisper. "After all, god is always watching."

Lauren's stomach dropped, as she realized Miss Marshall thought she'd caught Lauren masturbating! Lauren couldn't even respond, though her neon face said it all.

"Also, you may want to see a doctor." Miss Marshall went on. "After all, it's not normal for a girl you age to be totally hairless down there!"

Lauren felt faint with humiliation.

"T... thank you." She stammered, stumbling away from Mrs. Marshall in total humiliation as she fled to school...