"Melissa, you are required to report to the warden's office in 10 minutes." The guard told her.
"Fine," she said, "wake me in ten minutes then."
"I'm sorry, miss, but you are not wearing the clothing specifically requested of you. Failure to do so would be a severe violation of the rules." The guard responded.
Melissa remembered the note. The warden wanted her to wear her pantyhose and skirt outfit again. She took a deep breath and got up from the bed and went and pulled her clothing out, and then she looks at the guard. "Um, do you mind?"
"Sorry, miss, but I was sent here to retrieve you and bring you to the office. Your time for privacy has passed." He said and continued to watch Melissa as she undressed. She pulled her tee shirt off, and her tits still had some redness and bruising from earlier visible around her white bra. She then put the white blouse on, and still not pleased that the guard was taking in a peep show, she pulled her shorts off. Then she pulled on the short peach colored skirt and slid it up her slender, tan legs. Finally, she sat on the bed and slid her pantyhose onto each leg, then rose and pulled then straight into place.
"Okay miss, let's go!" The guard walks beside her as they head to the front entrance. As they pass through the hallway leading to the warden's office, Melissa wondered what sort of hellish event she would endure this morning.
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