Bullied Nerdy-Girl
You're braced for a smack, but startle as if jolted when the pledge impishly lifts your skirt. One of the girls whistles, though there's nothing sexy about your plain white Hanes.
Well, at least you weren't wearing one of your cutesy printed pairs.
"How many?" the pledge asks.
Since you're too flustered to speak, someone suggests a belated birthday spanking.
"So," one coed speaks up, "that 'll be - what, twelve?" There's a chorus of laughter.
"How old are you, honey?"
[Kneeling, spank yourself over your panties, giving one brisk slap per year of your life.]
"Aw, her cheeks are turning pink!"
"Which pair? I don't think her face could get any redder."
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