The Uniform Series 5: Andrea, The Wren

From Janus 123. Lovely girl — my favourite from this series despite stiff competition.

When we asked her about career prospects and why she decided to be a model, 20-year-old Andrea Drixoll brightly informed us that ever since she was a little girl she had always enjoyed dressing up. Modelling was just an extension of that.

‘I wish I was tall enough to be a fashion model,’ she said wistfully, ‘then I would be able to wear all those wonderful creations by Westwood, Dior and Armani, and people like that.’

In those formative years, whenever she was alone in the house, Andrea would raid her mother’s wardrobe for high heels, skirts and hats. Wearing a garish red lipstick from ‘mummy’s’ cosmetics case, she would totter around the house looking at her reflection in every mirror and pretend to be a beautiful, grown-up princess. As she got older and entered into relationships, Andrea quickly discovered that dressing-up had other and more exciting connotations.

‘Most of my boyfriends liked me to wear all sorts of sexy stuff,’ she giggled, her face illuminated by that cheeky, girlish smile that is so much a part of her youthful personality. ‘I must admit that I needed very little persuading. The simple ritual of putting on special clothing which had sexual meaning was always enough to turn me on, even before I paraded in front of my boyfriend!

But why should Andrea find dressing-up so sexually stimulating?

‘I’m not exactly sure,’ she mused, her pretty brow wrinkling in thought. ‘All I know is that my personality seems to change to match the clothing I wear. For example, if I’m all dolled up in a horse riding outfit and carrying a crop, I immediately become dominant. Mind you, if I wear something which is girlish or feminine, I find that I want to be — and usually am — truly submissive!’

Perhaps her future career should be in strip-o-grams. Plenty of opportunity to wear different, sexy outfits then.

‘Oh no,’ she protested. ‘I can’t visualise wearing something like a French maid’s outfit and singing Happy Birthday to some doddering old lecher who’s trying to get his hand up my skirt to have a feel of my bottom!’

There was no answer to that and anyway, it didn’t seem appropriate…

However, it wasn’t difficult to get Andrea talking about something which is obviously an extension (and another weapon) in her considerably feminine, sexual armoury. Wondering out loud if there was anything that especially appealed to her, or any particular outfit that she regretted she had worn, brought an instant and candid response!

‘Well yes, there is actually,’ she said rather haplessly. ‘About a year ago I was in a relationship with a guy who was in the Royal Navy and he was fond of telling me that if I was a Wren on board his ship, I would probably start a mutiny! We only split-up about six weeks ago, just after his last shore leave. It was odd really, because I suppose you could blame my love of dressing-up on our break-up. What actually happened was that he had somehow managed to smuggle a Wren’s uniform off the ship with the specific intention of getting me to wear it as a prelude to him letting off six weeks of sexual abstinence! The problem was that his idea backfired — on him! The uniform — which a shipmate who worked with the Purser had managed to “acquire” — was actually that of a Petty Officer, or something, and my boyfriend was only a Leading Seaman, which is a much lower rank. What he expected and actually asked me to do, was to order him around and totally dominate him. At first, this was quite exciting, but as our role-playing game progressed it became obvious to me that I had somehow plugged into his true character. I don’t mind being dominant in a one-off situation, but my character is essentially submissive. I want my man to take charge of me; tell me what to do; be strong and make me serve him. I knew from that moment on, it would never happen to my satisfaction and that I would always be able to see his real character. A week later I had moved out and gone home to mummy!’

Our idea of a girl wearing a Wren’s uniform involves the ultimate in submissiveness. We believe that pretty girls (especially those who are sexually naughty) should be roundly spanked on their saucy little bare bottoms. What did Andrea think of that, then?

‘Oh…’ she said, her big eyes like reflective port-holes. ‘I’ve never tried anything like that before… do you think I’d like it?’

There was no answer to that either.