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A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 15 - Graduation

Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

out of it and slipping it on. They both watched me avidly. I brushed the wrinkles out of it, then picked up the stockings and shoes and sat down on the edge of the chair. The stockings still felt as smooth as the day before, and I felt another small flame of arousal between my thighs while I slid them up my thighs. Once the high-heels were fastened around my ankles, I slowly stood up. Their eyes were wide and full of admiration. “Does it work?” I asked, still insecure, and tried to find my balance. “Does it work?” Jolene giggled. “It’s fucking brilliant. God, Anne’s such a lucky girl!” “Hey,” Monique piped in, “I’m in the room, you know!” “But pink isn’t your color!” They both chuckled at their banter. “Let’s close the shop for a few minutes and have coffee in the front room,” Jolene suggested. I could do with one, so I happily agreed. * * * * “...and, yeah, you know how Anne is. The name just stuck.” Jolene and Monique both had tears in their eyes and were holding their tummies once I had finished telling them the story of how I had come to be Bunnie. They were both fun to be around. Jolene had all kinds of crazy ideas about people and things and brought up the most hilarious observations, and Monique had, while a little quieter, a sharp tongue and a dry sense of humor. After half an hour of small-talk, it felt as if they were old friends. “It’s time,” I stated with a deep sigh, and Monique headed over to the counter to ring up the cosmetics she had already handed me in ... a small bag. “That’s eighty-five,” she told me, and I payed her. “Thank you again,” I told them with heartfelt sincerity. “No need to thank us,” Jolene answered, speaking for both of them, flipped the ‘closed’ sign around and unlocked the door. “It was our pleasure, really. Now scoot and make Anne the happiest girl in the world!” “I will!” I replied, walking outside with a spring in my step and waving at them. “Yes, I will.” * * * * The assembly hall was filled to bursting already when I arrived, but I had consciously timed my entrance. I didn’t want to get swarmed by curious classmates, so I had waited until everyone had taken their seat. The downside, I realized, was that every single pair of eyes, hundreds of them, swivelled to me the moment I stepped inside, and the buzzing of excited murmurs accompanied every step as I made my way to the middle of the second row of seats where Anne had saved me a place next to her. Anne, herself, was frozen. She just stared at me, unblinking. I sat down next to her, and for a panicked moment, I thought I had made a total mess of things. A strange look came over her eyes and I held my breath. Then her lips and cheeks started to tremble. “Anne?” I whispered, worried. The smile that pulled up the corners of her mouth was like the sun breaking through darkness. “Bunnie!” she exclaimed in a whispered, choked sob, and a tear trickled down her cheek. “Did I… did I do something wrong?” My own eyes moistened and my heart constricted. I didn’t ...