I thought it looked rather flattering on her, but I nodded and got up, "Stand up, let me look you over, see what I can do," way to start down the road I wanted to be on. But after assessing her uniform I still wasn't fully sure how to get her out of it. Clever people needed the most planning to lay, especially with my goal being screwing right here in the library.

I placed the book down again before standing and nodding brushing the blue skirt down a little. the blouse was holding to my skin almost like tights and well, if I had opened it the bra they forced me to wear was about a B 1/2 cup rather than the D I needed and about an inch to small for my ribs. the skirt, well if I shifted wrong no doubt the panties would show through the leggings they had sent me for the rare cold day; which they didn't say I couldn't wear every day, and they were tight too.

"Go right ahead, if it gets me a proper uniform I'm all for it."

She was right, it was notably too small. I walked over to her, running my hand over her uniform lightly, mostly as a manner of seduction but not so obvious that I couldn't have been just checking the fit and material, "Some people at admissions have fun doing things like this. How does the underwear fit?" I asked, not at all seductively, just curiously, just doing my job.

I didn't think anything of her running her hand over my clothes, the was just inspecting my uniform as far as I could tell. the mention of the uniform made me sigh slightly. I shook my head.

"Well I have to wear my own bra because the one they gave me doesn't fit, won't even close on me, then there are the panties... they kind of..."

I blushed heavily shifting my hips slightly.

"well they're tight... they ride up in the well... everywhere..."

Front and back, I couldn't say that! that was for sure.

Thank you, Admissions! "I'm pretty sure we can do something. How do you manage, really, though? It must be so uncomfortable!" I smiled softly and so incredibly reassuringly, "I'll inspect that uniform in a little more detail for my report and I'll see to it that all this is fixed as soon as possible." Yes. For my report. I am a manipulative bitch, let no one convince you of anything else. And moments like this, I absolutely loved my job.

"Uncomfortable is an understatement miss... i mean, if my skirt lifts too high in either the front of back... you'll see... well you'll see more than I'd like... I have to wear them very low to I don't die from cloth burn..."

I paused for a moment in thought of what exactly she meant by more detailed inspection but, didn't say anything.

"I certainly owe you a debt of gratitude linnis, I don't know what I'd have done if I had to wear this uniform for the next four to six years here!"