Author: Edison
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Summary: Young Jenny is a flagbearer at a ceremony in front of the Clintons. Ashley helps her dress..
Jenny looked around the room in awe. The cream of the crop at Cronenburg University was gathered in the small room. There was Chelsea Clinton. She had transferred here after her embarrassment over her father’s daliance became too much for her at Stanford. Sitting in this room were the richest and the smartest girls at the school, all listening intently to Mrs. Worthby, “…the rich and elegant tradition of the Commencement program. You are expected to conduct yourselves modestly and with great dignity while you are on the platform...” Jenny could still hardly believe that she was included in this group.
Mrs. Worthby was passing out order forms for the matching outfits they were supposed to wear. All the flag-bearers were to wear a floor-length black skirt, a white blouse with ruffles down the front, and a short, black bolero jacket. Jenny carefully filled in each space on the form with her correct size and handed it to Ashley, who was collecting the forms for Mrs. Worthby. Jenny did not note the surreptitious movement of Ashley’s fingers as she turned to lay the forms on the desk.
Finally, the big day arrived, and Jenny was running late. She got dressed in her room so fast that she didn’t put on a bra. She knew that she would be wearing a blouse with lots of ruffles on the front, so going sans-a-bra would not be noticed. Jenny rushed into the dressing room where the other flag-bearers were already preparing. She removed her white uniform blouse and opened the package containing her matching outfit. She noticed immediately that the ruffled blouse was missing.
Ashley, already dressed, appeared at her side – almost too quickly, ready to “help”. She suggested that they cut Jenny’s white uniform blouse into ruffles so she would look like the other flag-bearers. The bolero jacket would cover the rest of her blouselessness. Jenny was a little dubious, but reluctantly agreed. After pinning the ruffles together, Jenny wondered how she was going to get the ruffles to stay. Ashley suggested they use Jenny’s panties with the crotch cut out. Jenny could wear them like the bra she had not bothered to wear that morning with the ruffles pinned in place. Jenny removed her panties and Ashley finished assembling the makeshift ruffled blouse. Jenny put it on and it barely fit around her 38CC chest, but it seemed secure enough with the jacket and skirt in place..
The Commencement was being held in the stadium to handle the huge crowd that Chelsea Clinton’s participation was certain to draw. A billboard-sized TV screen was mounted at each end of the field and news crews from almost every country of the world had been setting up their equipment for days.
Jenny stood at attention, holding the American Flag, caught up in the pageantry. Her eyes roamed to the first row of the audience where Bill and Hillary were sitting. Her eyes then roamed to the jumbo screen where she saw the American Flag and herself just coming into view. Her eyes closed and her chest swelled with pride. The waistband of her panties burst under the strain and the panties and their attached ruffles flew into Hillary Clinton’s lap. Hillary looked down at the strange contraption in her lap and back up at the brazen girl showing her chest to the entire world. Hillary looked over at Bill who was smiling and staring at Jenny’s nipples which were becoming erect. Hillary grabbed the panties and ruffles and wrapped it around Bill’s eyes and tied it in the back of his head. Bill took a big, appreciative whiff of the crotch.
Mrs. Worthby walked up to Jenny and said, “Young lady! What do you think you are doing?”
Jenny opened her eyes, coming out of her patriotic trance and felt that familiar breeze blowing across her nipples. Mrs. Worthby said, “If you are so set on showing everyone your body, I am going to have to ask you for your skirt! Don’t forget to keep your feet shoulder width apart.”
Jenny blushed deeply as she remembered that she was not wearing any panties. But ,rules are rules, and she slowly unbuttoned her floor length black skirt and let it fall to the floor. A gasp was heard throughout the stadium and around the world as Jenny’s sparse blonde bush which highlights rather than conceals her private parts came into the view of the crowd, the world, and Hillary Clinton. Jenny reassumed her position, standing at attention, legs spread, holding the flag aloft for the remainder of the Commencement program. The television cameramen positioned themselves next to the stage and zoomed in on Jenny in all her glory. The latest in high definition TV technology was finally put to the use its designers intended: broadcasting pictures of moist lips, slightly opened. Bill Clinton never knew what he missed until the video and Swoppix pictures were released at his favorite web address, “Byron’s Forum”.