A Lesson in Modesty - Chapter 2 posted (Oct 25th)

[SDS]

A Lesson in Modesty - Chapter one - Wishing to be seen

A July sun sizzled the playground, the heat radiating from the chipped concrete blurring the air. All around Megan kids buzzed around in friendship groups, played games, laughed and overall enjoyed their youth and the unexpected British heatwave. Megan’s chest physically hurt from the feeling of isolation and loneliness. The shy girl had only moved to the area a few weeks ago, joining the school year almost at its end and found it almost impossible to even speak to the other girls, never mind make friends. Everyone had known each other for years, cliches solidified and all this left her feeling alienated. It didn’t help that her accent was different from the northern twang that scraped from the lips of the peers. Slang and meaning often lost on her and a few times she had caught her classmates mocking her own accent. She barely even knew any of the other girls' names, it was so hard for her to keep track with the school uniforms and similar hairstyles, robbing them of identity.

In the afterschool tween dramas she watched, the new girl was always made to feel welcome by the main characters, but in her own real life she was a social pariah and no one even seemed to care or come magically to her rescue. School was hard but after school was even worse. No friends called for her, no gymnastics club, it was just her sitting at home playing her Nintendo with her little brother or watching TV soaps with her mum.

Megan absentmindedly twirled a lock of her blond curls, a nervous habit as she looked around they school yard. She noticed a group of girls, only one from her class over by a tree, they were cartwheeling or showing off handstands. Steeling herself she crept over determined to try and make friends again. Her nerves gave out so instead she hung around the periphery not close enough to intrude but close enough to not stand out as a loner.

She watched the girls as they span and tumbled giggling at failure and success alike. Their school skirts flipped up as they inverted, revealing shorts underneath for their modesty. The girls weren't very good, obviously they had no formal training like herself but her heart yearned to join in.

Other girls came and went, clearly outside the core group spinning past them as if encouraged by the other girls. It was clearly an open game, an invite and challenge to anyone near the tree. A couple of younger girls in PE uniforms taunted the older girls showing more prowess or possibly just more freedom with the sporty attire as they held handstands for victorious seconds.

Megan forced herself forward, thinking of the gymnastics events she had attended and the stagefright talks her teachers had given her. Without a word she performed a speedy flawless cartwheel. Under the shade of the old tree she tumbled into the air, a rush of freedom and excitement as she drew the attention of the original group of girls and the younger ones.

Her regulation school summer dress was longer than the skirt version of the uniform, but still not exactly appropriate for the occasion. To her embarrassment, she was one of the only older girls wearing the dress as it seemed to be mostly favored by the lower years. But her mum had spent money on it and she felt too reluctant to tell her with finances being tight. Either way it was too late now, the dress was a little loose on her but in this heat up to this point had been a blessing. The dress traitorously tried to follow gravity as she went upside down but luckily her speed and momentum had her right way up just before it flipped indecently over her underwear.

Emboldened by the attention, heart hammering the pretty blond gymnast performed a few more even showing off with a couple of one handed cartwheels and other moves. Each time she was careful not to let her dress flip fully up but yet she still created a very particular viewing angle up her skirts if you stood in just the right place along her trajectory. Unbeknown to Megan the girls weren't her only audience as a couple of boys clearly interested in what treasures hid beneath a girl's dress nudged each other after one thought he glanced at something white as she performed.

The girls giggled to each other smiling as they watched her show also seeing the first scandalous peaks of her undies. The boys nearby barely hiding their mischief and intentions tried to nonchalantly get closer. As she grew more bold Megan also grew less careful with her dress as each time it inched up her legs further and further, brief flashes of her underwear were like a peepshow for the boys and the girls watching her giggled noticing this. She probably would have gotten away with it and avoided the coming disaster of events if she hadn’t automatically slipped into a handstand walkover to finish off her routine.

The girl from her class put her hand over her mouth letting out a squeal of amusement as the boys around her went wide eyed their persistence paying off. Unlike her other actions the walkover was slower and her dress slowly slipped down her tanned legs showing her off more and more until it slipped all the way over her knickers. A flash of white, a half second of shock as an excited jolt zipped through her body. She felt the fabric of her dress slide down a blush instantly warming her cheek as she knew she had just exposed her underwear to the playground. She completed her walkover, an impressive piece of gymnastics, but unfortunately what had caught everyone's attention was the brief but clear flash of her underwear as the dress had revealed her to her navel, showing every inch of her panties at the apex of her handstand. Completing her maneuver, she quickly tugged her dress the rest of the way down, blushing but hoping no one had really noticed.

The adrenaline surged and with the girls watching her nearby she plucked up the courage to walk over and converse hoping the ice was broken. Just then the bell rang, breaking the moment and leaving Megan standing alone to walk back in as the groups joined back together and ran inside for the next lesson. Tears threatened the sensitive girl as she watched her chance slip away.

Alone again. She had experienced a brief taste of attention and that was all she wished for her school day. Just someone to notice her. The moral of the story still may prove to be … be careful what you wish for.

[SixPathsKeyblader]

Nice story. Just to clarify, the title says chapter 1, which would imply a multi-part story. However, the ending seems conclusive (like this was a one and done story). That said, will there be more parts?

[MaireadM]

Maybe she will get attention from the boys.

[Sanford7727]

Nice. Maybe she will have to get bolder and bolder on the playground each day? Maybe the other girls will get a little jealous of the attention she is receiving from the boys and possibly even join in on the fun? Maybe the panties will get skimpier and skimpier? Maybe, one day, a girl will forget that she is not wearing them?

[mikewozere]

As per the previous comment, girls will get jealous of Megan getting the boys' attention, and girls can be cruel and vindictive - who knows what they'll do to her

[VanessaEvans]

As per the previous comment, girls will get jealous of Megan getting the boys' attention, and girls can be cruel and vindictive - who knows what they'll do to her

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Vanessa

[jojo12026]

Thank you Vanessa!! I have wanted to find your stories since asstr went down.

[SDS]

Nice story. Just to clarify, the title says chapter 1, which would imply a multi-part story. However, the ending seems conclusive (like this was a one and done story). That said, will there be more parts?

Haha yes more to come... but yes I have have made the last line a little confusing.

[Somebody]

Mike, I now use netlify https://vanessaevans.netlify.app/
Vanessa

I don't think anyone would be anything but ecstatic if you posted your stuff here sometimes. I didn't know you knew this place. In fact I'm having trouble figuring out the conversation string here that you're replying to, but whatever it was, I'm glad.

[mikewozere]

yes more to come...

Can we expect a new installment soon?