The young woman sat at her desk, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she typed away. Her eyes were focused on the screen, but every now and then they would glance down at her chest. She couldn't help but notice how small and per

The young woman sat at her desk, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she typed away. Her eyes were focused on the screen, but every now and then she would glance down at her chest. She couldn't help but notice how small and perky they looked in her low-cut Pleated Plaid School micro mini Skirt. She couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious, but she knew that was just part of being a woman in today's society. After all, it wasn't like anyone could see under her skirt anyways.As she continued to work on her project, the young woman couldn't help but notice how different everything looked from this angle. It was almost as if she had been transformed into a completely different person with these new clothes and makeup. But deep down inside, she knew that it was just an illusion - nothing more than a facade to hide who she really was on the inside.Despite all of this, the young woman couldn't deny that there was something undeniably sexy about wearing such revealing clothing. It made her feel powerful and confident in a way that nothing else could match up to. And so, as she continued to work on her project, the young woman found herself unable to resist taking pictures of herself with her phone - even though they were sure to be seen by anyone who happened to walk by outside of school hours.As the sun began to set and darkness began to fall over the city streets, the young woman packed up her things and headed home for another night alone with only herself for company once again. But despite all of this - despite knowing that it would never be