This story contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature.

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In her pink tennis shoes and knee length, white socks, Mandy's feet made their way along the sidewalk on autopilot. A few inches above the socks, the bottom hem of her plaid skirt swished back and forth beside her bare thighs. Tucked into where the skirt hugged her slim waist, her white, button-up blouse covered her torso and arms. In deference to school rules, the clothes weren't tight, yet the curves of her tiny, heart-shaped ass and full, C-cup breasts were still evident. A pair of straps over her shoulders held a bookbag against...