I suppose I was just shy or scared of being perceived as a slut or cheap. I never felt comfortable in tight or revealing clothes. I was always worried...that I would get looks.The next day, I decided to accept that maybe I was stubborn and to take Eric's request for me to become a bit more risqué to heart. I was feeling frisky and decided that I would not let my inhibitions get the best of me again. I had the morning to go shopping while the others were at the beach.I was walking in the shopping. It said "Allyson-Jeff-Paige" on the cover. He picked it up and went over to the video machine.Phil led them down the stairs to the finished basement that served as his bedroom. Cheap couches and chairs lined much of the walls. He pushed on one of the couches, made of fake leather, and the back slipped down and turned it into a foldout double bed.Andy'll be here in a few minutes." he grinned, sitting down on the bed and looking up at Allyson. Jeff sat down beside him, lounging back as Allyson. I would have been doing the same thing in her mindset.Dancer remained off in a corner stepping and preening by herself. She faced a mirror and I think watching herself only made her more enamored with the entire concept of ponygirl. She had a very self-satisfied look on her face as she got into her own headspace and thought about nothing else.“Can I take Dancer outside to go poop and pee, Papi?” Juan finally asked around 11 in the morning. Carlos and Maria said they wanted to take her out as. "The AI finished as the Jenkins twins stepped through the opening doorway. Behind them I could see four others. One I recognized as Craig, now looking a bit more humble than the previous day when we had the discussion in the corridor. He had an arm around the teenage black girl I had frightened that same day, and I remembered him using the name Jillian, so I guessed that was her name. I also recognized the young brunette in her mid-twenties, from my visit to Tamara's pod, but not the teen girl.