Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Erica and the Guard By Drew

   "OH Erica, come ON, if you don't hurry we'll be late!" Alicia warned,
wagging her forefinger at me.

   We had to leave an hour early to Orientation, so Alicia could pay for
her parking sticker.  We knew there'd be a wait, thinking everyone probably
had the same idea as us.

   I pulled on my panties, grabbing the first t-shirt on the pile of clean
clothes on my bed, then pulled it on.  I didn't have time to fuss with a
bra today, besides, I had my new sweater to wear over it.

   Since this wasn't really a school day with classes, I didn't think it
mattered how I was dressed.

   She was getting impatient.  "Look Slowpoke, if we don't get there on
time, I don't get a parking sticker.  No sticker for me means we take the
train to school!  You and I!"

   I imagined fat old guys leering at me, and grubby young ones, and other
assorted creatures that inhabit public transportation, shivering.  I didn't
want that!

   I slipped on my blue jeans.  I was ready to go, but my pointy nipples
could be plainly seen through my t-shirt!  I thought maybe I should wear
the sweater now.  It was a beautiful oversized angora button up.

   "I'm coming, I'm coming, just give me a minute," I scolded her, while
putting on my Nikes.

   "We've got to leave right now Erica!  Come on!" she yelled, grabbing me
hard by the arm.  I had just enough time to grab my purse.

   Outdoors, It was getting cooler out now, and shivering, my nipples
proved it.

   We ran out the door to Alicia's car.

   "Alicia!  We're not that late!"

   Today was the first day of school, for freshmen anyway, and Alicia and I
were to get our syllabuses.  First we had to go to Orientation though,
after the parking thing at Security.

   We drove the miles in silence, each of us wondering what the year would
bring us.  I was getting excited, College!  No more High School, or high
school pranks!

   The parking lot wasn't full yet, but would be by eight.

   Campus security was behind Administration, and to get there we decided
to walk, as there was no parking to be had close to the Security building.

   "Come on silly, this'll only take a minute.  Then we gotta go to Admin,
and after that we'll meet everyone at the Quad," Alicia stated with
certainty.

   I wondered if I'd see Lisa and Carrie.  I was sure I would, sooner or
later.  I wondered how Lisa would handle being the Freshman rather than top
Senior, the bossy b*tch!  And Carrie, my panties were damp just thinking of
her.

   We both walked quickly around Admin, walking its long length past the
side door where I'd lost my pants and flip-flops to Alicia.  I shuddered,
remembering my bottomless venture through those doors the last time, thanks
to Alicia and Carrie.

   At last we reached the Security building.

   The long Security building was actually modern for the school.  Modern
ugly.  It looked like a doublewide trailer with wooden steps leading to a
small platform before the door.  At some time it'd been painted white.  Now
it was gray, with splinters.

   Sure enough, there was a long line of young guys and girls hanging out
there talking, sitting on the sidewalk in little groups, cell phones and
Ipods glued to their ears.

   "Good!  This isn't too bad Erica!  Wait right here while I get what I
need." She said, moving towards end of the line.  I stood alone on the
sidewalk, watching everything and everyone.

   Alicia, standing in line, moved closer and closer to the trailer door,
which was standing open.  Inside I saw a few Security people inside
standing around and one uniformed Woman sitting at a card table, doing
paperwork as students walked in.

   I was bored senseless, just hanging out when Lisa and Carrie seemed to
appear out of nowhere!

   "Well hi little Erica," Lisa grinned menacingly, emphasizing "little."

   Carrie appeared by my side, rubbing my arm.  "Brrrrr, I didn't bring a
sweater Erica, I'm glad you did," she grinned and winked.

   Carrie leaned in close to me, whispering, "Mmm, this sweater feels good
Erica, angora!  I'm so cold, and here you are, all snug and comfy.  Can I
get in?" she asked as she grabbed the open side of the sweater and tried to
stretch it around her, pulling me tight into a sideways hug.  Her tit was
pressing my arm, and she was right!  Her skin was cold.  Her nipple was
hard!

   "So what are ya waiting for Erica, give it to her!" Lisa ordered, now
interested.  Most of the time she seemed uninterested in Carrie's antics
with me.

   "Your face is red, Erica," Lisa said, "You look warm enough,"

   Ohmygod, I thought, what are these two up to?  I stood back, shook my
arms out of it and handed it to a smiling Carrie.

   Carrie wrapped the sleeves around her waist.  "Woo hoo!" she laughed,
"Oooh, my butts warmer, thank you Princess!"

   Carrie then moved behind me, rubbing my neck and shoulders through my
t-shirt, my nipples became excited at her massage, popping through the thin
t-shirt.

   My clit had begun its journey outward, I knew, giving me goose bumps. 
It felt great!

   "Now doesn't that feel better Sweetie?  Than roasting in that awful
sweater?" Carrie asked innocently.

   "Oh yes," I murmured, my hand automatically went to my crotch.

   By this time everyone had stopped what they were doing, staring
goggle-eyed at us, and I guess we did look kind of sexy!  How does she do
it?  Whenever she's touching me I forget everything else, except my budding
clit!

   Lisa, her arms crossed as usual, declared, "I need to go in and get MY
sticker Carrie.  Stay here, and I'll be right back."

   Lisa stopped suddenly, while staring at my chest, a slow smile began to
form on her lips.

   "Carrie, why don't you keep Little Missy here entertained til I get
back, oh, where did you find that awful t-shirt Erica?"

   "Uh oh," I thought.

   A lot of older students wandered by us.  They knew we were new, and
obviously freshmen.

   We saw a Goth guy and girl passing out flyers depicting a fist against a
rising sun, whatever that was.  Only right now they were more interested in
my t-shirt than anything else, thanks to that B*tch, Lisa, drawing
attention to Carrie and I.

   Carrie was still massaging my neck when Alicia entered the building,
followed by Lisa.  I saw that Lisa hadn't bothered to go to the end of the
line and wait like everyone else.  She just followed Lisa, saying brightly,
"Thanks for holding my spot, Alicia!"

   After a few moments I heard Lisa's voice, followed by a louder female
voice.  Lisa must have been speaking to the Guard.

   From the corner of my eye a face appeared from one of the windows. 
Staring at Carrie and me!  Or maybe just me.  I was uncomfortable.

   I'd had enough of being stared at, saying "Let's go Carrie, they can
find us in the Quad." And began walking away from the staring face.

   We'd made it maybe a hundred yards before I heard a yell.  "Excuse me
young Lady!  You, there, in the TEE SHIRT!"

   Turning my head, I saw Alicia and a grinning Lisa walking towards Carrie
and I, along with the Security Guard!  The Woman one!

   I froze, she couldn't mean me, no!

   "Yes, you!" she shouted.  "Stop right there you."

   I didn't know what she wanted, and I didn't want to find out.  I didn't
want trouble, and the way Lisa was grinning at me, I knew that was coming
my way.

   I slowed down, but kept walking.  I whispered, "Carrie, maybe she'll go
away if we keep walking!"

   Carrie turned towards me, whispering, "Erica, you should stop Sweets,
see what she wants."

   "I cant!  I have to find the mentor today.  I have to go!" I pleaded to
Carrie, shrugging her hand off my arm.

   "Erica, knock it off," Carrie said with authority, "Stop being a silly
girl.  She wants to talk is all, you haven't done anything wrong, or have
you?"

   "Hmm Naughty girl?" She asked, rubbing my butt.  I stopped, and the
Guard and Lisa caught up to us.

   "All right Miss, freshman huh?" The Guard asked me, ignoring Carrie.

   I nodded "yes."

   She was looking me over alright, staring at my tits.  My nipples were
poking way out from the cold!  Everyone's staring at my tits today?  I
looked down at them, they looked normal to me, and no coffee spills there
either.

   This guard looked to be about 21, blonde, dressed in a tailored uniform
shirt, worn over a white t-shirt with matching slacks with patent leather
work shoes with big soles!  She was pretty too!

   Lisa and Carrie had backed up behind me, and Alicia stood aside. 
Watching.

   The Guard began her lecture, "Are you aware, young woman, that political
t-shirts are not allowed to be worn on campus?  Did you not read the
handbook before coming here?"

   Mumbling, I said, "I Uhm, I hadn't read the student handbook yet, sir."

   "Sir?  Do I look like a sir to you?  You think maybe I'm BUTCH?" Her
eyes were round.  "I'm a Ma'am to you!"

   She was pissed off!  At me!  How was I supposed to know what to call
her? I just got here.

   Lisa just laughed at me.  "Oh yes Officer, Erica told me your school
could take it's f*ckin rules and stuff `em."

   I was shocked at Lisa's blatant lying, "No way!  I Didn't!"

   Carrie was shuffling around merrily, grinning.

   "I didn't, I didn't Si..er..Ma'am." This happening all at once, on my
first day!  Trouble!

   "Erica is it?" she asked, "Uhm Hm, sounds like you've a discipline
problem to me!"

   She moved in, so close I could smell the juicy fruit gum on her breath.

   "Get it off."

   By this time many people had gathered around, I saw students gathering
around in a circle to watch the commotion.

   "Well, since, by your attire today, I'll assume you have no respect for
anyone.  Let's have it, now!" She held her hand out.

   I guess the Guard Ma'am wasn't a fan of the Governor, `cause that's
whose face was on the shirt.  I'd gotten it years ago.  This wasn't fair at
all!  I was feeling helpless, looking to my friends to help me out.  All I
saw were grins!  They were enjoying this!

   "But..but, I'll be topless!" I stammered.  I was getting wet, I could
feel it coming now!  I was blushing, and knew my clit was rising yet again
from its cozy home.

   "So what Missy, you're wearing a bra.  Maybe your friend there will lend
you her sweater!  OR you can go home and wear something respectful to this
school.  But you're not wearing THAT around HERE where others can see it.
Now get it off!  Or do I take it off you?"

   I was truly scared of her, but I wished she would, but then she'd think
I was sick in the head or something.

   I couldn't do it.  I guess I'd have to go home.  I'd blow my first
freshman day, and not get a mentor.  I felt like crying.  But I was horny
too!

   Lisa had been sneaking up behind me, "Of course, Officer, we'll see that
Erica complies completely."

   And with fluid motion, yanked the t-shirt over my head then down my arms
in two swift movements, like a magician!  Then tossed it aside, even taking
a bow to the now cheering crowd.

   "Oh gosh, ohmygosh," I had my arms over both tits, hiding my nipples. 
The crowd, every last face, was once of sheer amusement.

   "May we go then, Ma'am?" Lisa asked the Guard innocently.

   "I don't care, get out of here now Young Lady, and take your topless
friend with you." The Guard stated coldly, still staring at my now
shivering form.

   "Go on!  Get out of here!" Guard Ma'am yelled, "Before I call your
parents to come and get your naked butt."

   Lisa took off towards her car, probably driving it closer to the main
buildings, without saying a word, the B*tch.  The crowd broke up, since I
was turned around and covering my tits.

   I wondered what I was supposed to do now, for the rest of Orientation
day.  I began to sob, both hands to my face.

   Carrie and Alicia came to my side, and Carries face was full of concern.

   "Oh Erica, here you are baby, don't cry, here." Carrie wrapped an arm
around me, covering my shoulders in the angora sweater, "There, feel
better? We can have more fun when it warms up, I promise." She said it
sincerely, like she was doing me a favor.  Maybe she was!  I smiled at her,
still feeling a little horny.

   Carrie winked, "Oh Erica, you're SO cute."

   END