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The
New Librarian's Embarrassing Meeting With
Headmistress
"Only
female students are required to be naked
at all times! Staff, depending on their
position are either to be dressed or in
their underwear."
My hands
immediately jumped to shield my nakedness.
The Headmistress's words hung momentarily
in the air between us while I thought how
to tell her the dilemma I faced.
"Although," the
Headmistress continued, "they too maybe
naked as part of a punishment."
I not
only felt foolish for arriving nude on my
first day, I now had the feeling I was
going to get into trouble. In fact, I was
sure I was going to get into trouble and
be punished.
"Headmistress..." I had to
swallow hard three times before the lump
in my throat would swallow.
"Yes?"
Headmistress raised an
eyebrow and looked curiously at me.
"I don't
know how to say this..."
"Say
what, girl?"
I
blinked and flinched at the impatient tone
of Headmistress's question. "Um..."
"Stop
mumbling, girl! Speak up!"
"Um, I
didn't bring any clothes to wear!" I
whispered, unable to muster any confidence
whatsoever.
"You
what?"
I
steeled my nerves and repeated my
confession, louder but still a waver in my
voice. "I...um, I didn't bring any ...
clothes ... to ..."
The
Headmistress was laughing hard before the
fading words even left my lips. My face
was blushing so deeply I felt like it
would spontaneously combust into
flames.
"You're
kidding!" the Headmistress said,
enunciating each word clearly and
individually.
I could
feel the heat in my face threatening to
unleash a torrent of water from my eyes.
One blink and I knew the valve would be
released so I turned my attention to
window of her office and stared unblinking
off into the brilliant orange and purple
haze of the sunset beyond the heavily
forested grounds of the college.
"Surely
you didn't travel here like that?" the
Headmistress asked, waving her hands
dismissively at my nakedness as she
continued chuckling.
"No," I
replied, suddenly remembering my clothes
I'd left at the security booth at the
front gate. "No, I..."
"I was
impressed with your resume."
"You
were?"
My
spirits were instantly lifted by the
Headmistress's unexpected
compliment.
"Yes. I
might even get you to teach the human
sexuality classes."
"Really?" I asked, feeling
suddenly nervous again at the prospect of
being given such an onerous task.
"Do I
look like I'm joking?"
I meekly
shook my head.
"So, you
didn't bring any clothes?" the
Headmistress asked, returning to address
my nakedness.
"Well,
yes, I..."
"Either
you did or you didn't! Which is it, you
silly girl? I hope you're not going to be
this muddle-headed in your work. The
library and book shop are in a very
disorganized state right now I need to
know I haven't made a mistake in giving
the job of running them to you."
"No," I
said. I felt confused by the multiple
questions and decided to ignore the
problem of my clothes until I was sure the
Headmistress had her confidence in me
restored.
"Good.
You're sure now?"
"Yes," I
replied. "I'm really looking forward to
it!" I added in an effort to emphasize my
firm commitment.
"Good.
So, what's the story with your clothes?
Are they in that suitcase of yours
downstairs?"
"No!"
I didn't
want to sound startled but it was too
late.
"No?"
"No. Um,
I undressed at the main gate and left my
clothes in the little security booth."
"You
what?" the Headmistress asked, breaking
into a small laugh again.
"I
undressed at the..."
"Yes, I
heard you the first time. Haven't you got
other clothes in your suitcase?"
Even
before I answered I knew what the
Headmistress's next question was going to
be. "No..."
"So...?"
"Um,
so...?"
"So,
what's in the case?" the Headmistress
suddenly wasn't laughing anymore.
"Oh,
just a few personal things. Books mainly,"
I lied.
"Books?"
The
Headmistress sounded incredulous.
"Yes,
just a few books. Oh, I wouldn't be
reading them at work!"
In fact
the few books I had in my suitcase were
not the kind of reading material I'd read
anywhere except in the privacy of my own
room late at night when nobody was
around.
"Books,
eh? I can see why you call yourself
bookgirl."
"Yes..."
I smiled
a brave smile and left the conversation at
that.
"Okay,
you can fetch your clothes later. It's
nearly dinner time and there's a lot to
show you so you can settle in," the
Headmistress said. She immediately started
heading for the door. "Come on
then!"
I
trotted briskly after the Headmistress,
releasing my arms from around my body when
I realized I needed the movement of them
to keep up with her. Even with the aid of
their swinging momentum the Headmistress's
long strides left me almost running to
keep up. We passed the open door to an
office along the passageway that connected
the main building with the neighboring one
and I had just enough time to catch sight
of a woman inside sitting at her desk
looking up at me as I rushed past. I can
only imagine what she must have thought of
the sight of me - my breasts bounding in
erratic circles on my chest; my bottom
jiggling hard with every heavy
footfall.
The
Headmistress led me on a quick tour of the
library and book shop, pointing out a
staircase along the way that went down to
the cafeteria area where all the students
and staff would be dining.
"I'll
see you back there after you get yourself
dressed. Okay?"
I nodded
and watched as the Headmistress
disappeared down the stairs to the
cafeteria. I then made a mental note of
the location of the cafeteria but wasn't
entirely sure I'd remember it. But this
wasn't my most urgent problem. By the time
I'd found my way back to the front door of
the administration building it was almost
pitch dark outside. There was only some
scattered patches of light from the
windows of rooms upstairs shining down
across the lawn outside. Across into the
forest of pines was completely
dark.
I
eventually found my way to the path back
through the trees and ran as quickly as I
felt I could run without tripping over
anything. By the time I got back to the
wooden guard booth, I was completely out
of breath. In fact I was so out of breath
I couldn't even say anything when I looked
in the booth and discovered my clothes
weren't there! I felt a wave of panic wash
over me. Even though I knew my clothes
weren't there, I turned over the pile of
brochures on the small metal desk inside
the booth before turning my attention to
the floor around the desk. I crawled
around in the darkness, groping blindly in
every dark empty corner before giving up.
Where were they?
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