New collar
She sits trying to study but her hands keep crawling possesed up to her neckline.
She smiles silently.
Tracing His name on her tag, pulling on the lock hoping it never opens.
Blush moving across her neck and face like molasses as she realizes she is herself now.
Chills shiver her spine pulling each fine hair to attention as thoughts about being in His precence later in the day.
Thighs humid in confining clothes.
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