They looked sorry, but I saw they were close to laughing.I went out of the building and all the spectators noticed me immediately. They were smiling l...ke hell. I tried to act like I felt ashamed but I really enjoyed it. A few men were taunting sexually, but I got compliments too, which felt good.I got in my car and went straight home. I was so horny when I got home, I didn't even check to see if my son was there. I ran into my room and threw the borrowed dress to the floor. I laid on my bed and. A hand over my mouth temporarily silenced me and others kept me in my chair. My turn would be next and in a way, it was my fault we were both getting punished; I rebelled against Paul's bullying but he'd twisted it so I was in the wrong.A month at the reform school and I was getting on well and fitted in with the other staff and the students. My arse still showed the cane stripes but they'd faded and didn't bother me too much. I now had my proper blue uniform; some of the materials and. ‘Just wear what you have on. I’m not going anywhere fancy.’ ‘I’ll just throw on a wrap skirt,’ I said. ‘These shorts are bit tight and a little shorter than most.’ ‘I noticed,’ she said, ‘but you don’t need it. We’re just going to hit a couple of the local places and this time of the year, you see almost everyone wearing shorts. It’s a cute look on you and you have the legs to pull it off. Besides, I’m going just like this and if they don’t like to see my bikini under my dress, who cares.’ We. I just stood there, hoping they has not seen me yet at the same time that familiar tingle betraying me.Rita stopped and looked me in the eye and said “well looky here Tom, we got us a little peeper”. My dad looked over and said “you like what you see girly? You like looking at Rita’s titties? Speak up girl!”. I stammered that I was sorry for interrupting and I would go to my room and bolted out the door hoping that would be an end to it. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. I was sitting on my.