THURSDAY FEBRUARY 6th: An aggressive approach to Miss Morgan

Routine had settled into my exciting new life. I dressed in my usual outfit, today with black thigh highs, Karen picked me up, we got to school, people checked me out and my pussy was constantly on fire just like it always was these days. As Karen had predicted, thigh high stockings had become the new rave and at least fifty girls plus the cheerleaders were wearing them today. I smiled as I realized I was either to blame or to be given credit for such a sexy new trend.

The day was normal, well my new normal, until after lunch....