Discipline for daughter

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The showers hissed. Steam billowed from the chromed heads. Vera Thomas glared from violet eyes at the two older girls standing before her and Sandy. She tipped her face up in a haughty way, and her dark hair slid along her trim shoulders. She took a deep breath, and her sharp, conical tits thrust against her blouse and accentnated the slender, long waist.

The tableau was reflected by the long mirror over the row of sinks in the dormitory bathroom where the glass wasn't being clouded by the steam. Vera caught sight of herself from the corner of her eye and was aware of her trim, voluptuous beauty in spite of the drab clothing she had to wear.

The shorter girl in front of her wore her light red hair in a close crop, nearly boyish in length. She had a roundish face and round tits that barely bumped her blouse. She was trying hard not to giggle and destroy the mock seriousness of the moment. Her green eyes fairly twinkled.

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