I step into the steamy bathroom, already feeling wet with anticipation. Closing the door behind me, I eye my school uniform hanging on the back - the pleated skirt, crisp white blouse, and red camesi tie. Perfect. Iturn on the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my curvy, lithe body.My skin tingles as I lather soap all over my clothes, not caring about the suds sliding off the material clinging to my breasts and thighs. The thin, wet fabric turns translucent, my hardened pink nipples visible through the drenched white blouse as I arch my back for more of the stinging spray.My head falls back in pleasure, one small pale hand trailing down my stomach and slipping into my carmesi panties. I let out a quiet moan, feeling the fabric material already damp with my growing arousal.