Angela went to her room to get ready. Newly-pressed grey skirt, clean regulation
white knickers, long white socks, light blue blouse. She stripped off, went to the
washbasin and soaped her crack, making sure it was all spotless. There was nothing
worse than having people stare at a dirty bottom. Especially when they were about to punish it. And with a heavy heart she headed for the school offices, sitting on the bench outside with a nauseous, sinking feeling in her stomach.
