Recollection of Rosemary Margaret and Ann's
Rosemary's Slips
I only became aware of Rosemary's slips during our last year at school.
She was tall and quite thin, not underweight, built like a long distance runner.
Quite often at the end of lessons she would stand leaning backwards so that the front of her skirt was higher than the back. On a number of occasions this meant that I could see her slip. She had three main slips. First was white with a large lace edge, a second cream one with a very small lacy edge and her favourite was bright orange, again with a lacy edge.
Rosemary also often showed her slip when wearing a school summer dress. Generally her slip and hem of dress were very close and as soon as she raised her arms her slip would come popping into view.
Her most memorable (and often used memory for masturbation over the years) occurred at the time of our A-level exams. Rosemary was not in the morning exam but came in on the school bus and had to wait for her exam in the afternoon. The morning prior to the exams were all gathered as usual in our allocated room. Rosemary decided to sit on one of the tables and as she did so opened her legs revealing a white plain slip between her legs. One I had not seen before. Unusually for her it was nearly 3 inches above the hem line. She quickly closed her legs and the moment was gone.
I thought “That was that!” however I was wrong.
Once the morning exam was over those involved left the room waiting outside for her close friend Ann was Rosemary. Ann was several paces in front of me. As Rosemary and Ann turned to my great surprise and great delight I could see over 2 inches of the white slip I had seen earlier. Somehow Rosemary had managed to dislodge her slip over a long way.
I followed the pair back part of the way but decided that it would be better to go another way as I was rapidly catching up with the slip showing Rosemary and if I carried on I would soon be in front of them.
I managed to judge the pace so where our routes rejoined I was about 10 paces behind and so was able to continue to enjoy Rosemary's showing slip.
Margaret
She was an enigma. Always well dressed, clean skirt, crisp white blouse, never a hole in her tights and for 6 years never a hint of a slip. In the last year her slip put infrequent but memorable hints of appearance. A little flash as she ran, a sliver on show under the hem.
One day against all the odds Margaret was getting something out of her bag on the floor and was squatting on her haunches. I said she could borrow my book (or something similar) and she swung round, left leg first and right leg a long way afterwards meaning that her legs were “akimbo” and I was treated to a view of white plain slip, legs covered in tights and through her tights to a pair of white plain knickers. At that point she got out her book and thanked me but as she had found her own she didn't need to borrow mine.
Slowly she got up to hide her underwear.
Ann' slips
Ann had a series of “incidents” during our middle years at school. Regularly I was able to have a quick glance up her skirt as I was able to follow her up the stairs. Normally she was wearing a white slip with about and inch of lace.
Some days her slip did slide a half inch or so below the hem of her address. She had a couple of friends who kept an eye out for each other's slips so by the end of break time adjustment was normally made.
I only became aware of Rosemary's slips during our last year at school.
She was tall and quite thin, not underweight, built like a long distance runner.
Quite often at the end of lessons she would stand leaning backwards so that the front of her skirt was higher than the back. On a number of occasions this meant that I could see her slip. She had three main slips. First was white with a large lace edge, a second cream one with a very small lacy edge and her favourite was bright orange, again with a lacy edge.
Rosemary also often showed her slip when wearing a school summer dress. Generally her slip and hem of dress were very close and as soon as she raised her arms her slip would come popping into view.
Her most memorable (and often used memory for masturbation over the years) occurred at the time of our A-level exams. Rosemary was not in the morning exam but came in on the school bus and had to wait for her exam in the afternoon. The morning prior to the exams were all gathered as usual in our allocated room. Rosemary decided to sit on one of the tables and as she did so opened her legs revealing a white plain slip between her legs. One I had not seen before. Unusually for her it was nearly 3 inches above the hem line. She quickly closed her legs and the moment was gone.
I thought “That was that!” however I was wrong.
Once the morning exam was over those involved left the room waiting outside for her close friend Ann was Rosemary. Ann was several paces in front of me. As Rosemary and Ann turned to my great surprise and great delight I could see over 2 inches of the white slip I had seen earlier. Somehow Rosemary had managed to dislodge her slip over a long way.
I followed the pair back part of the way but decided that it would be better to go another way as I was rapidly catching up with the slip showing Rosemary and if I carried on I would soon be in front of them.
I managed to judge the pace so where our routes rejoined I was about 10 paces behind and so was able to continue to enjoy Rosemary's showing slip.
Margaret
She was an enigma. Always well dressed, clean skirt, crisp white blouse, never a hole in her tights and for 6 years never a hint of a slip. In the last year her slip put infrequent but memorable hints of appearance. A little flash as she ran, a sliver on show under the hem.
One day against all the odds Margaret was getting something out of her bag on the floor and was squatting on her haunches. I said she could borrow my book (or something similar) and she swung round, left leg first and right leg a long way afterwards meaning that her legs were “akimbo” and I was treated to a view of white plain slip, legs covered in tights and through her tights to a pair of white plain knickers. At that point she got out her book and thanked me but as she had found her own she didn't need to borrow mine.
Slowly she got up to hide her underwear.
Ann' slips
Ann had a series of “incidents” during our middle years at school. Regularly I was able to have a quick glance up her skirt as I was able to follow her up the stairs. Normally she was wearing a white slip with about and inch of lace.
Some days her slip did slide a half inch or so below the hem of her address. She had a couple of friends who kept an eye out for each other's slips so by the end of break time adjustment was normally made.
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