I had notworn a bra. I hate the lines those things leave, and whenyou have red hair, your skin is fair, so you get those brightlines from the straps i... you walk in the heat with one. Hethen got down on his knees in front of me, grabbing my shortsand my white cotton panties together, and drew them downmy body. I had gotten rather excited just seeing all theguys there, already nude like that, so my hot scent waftedup to Dave's nose. He nodded in approval, as I stoodthere, naked, my rather thick. My hair was in curls, and my make-up was done. I put my knee high leather boots on, and waited for Joel to finish getting ready. We weren't going anywhere fancy, but our jobs allowed us to wear sweatpants, so neither of us were dressed to go out either."Damn! It's been a bit since I've seen you all dolled up." Am I too dressy?" Not at all, just not used to you in more than sweatpants and hoodie. You look great." You look good too. Maybe we should both do career changes so we dress in more than. ." He looked at the ceiling. "Not at all, not ever." It was true, more or less. First, she'd just been that noisy snaggle-toothed bitch, then she'd been the one who had thrown in her lot with Marcel -- and THAT got her a rep as everybody's cum-dumpster. How many times had he just thrown her at some guy and told her to suck or fuck him? Then she and Miriam had started planning his love life -- which was CERTAIN to get him pissed ... Despite some weird shit going down with Tyrone and Toby's. With great reluctance I pulled my face from her perfect ass and took hold of the zipper on the back of her dress. Slowly, I pulled it downwards, exposing more of her sexy back. She then took a step forwards and turned to face me once again. Tossing her hair back, she slipped the straps from her shoulders and pealed the tight dress down her even tighter body. "There." she said emphatically, kicking the dress away from her feet. "That's much better." "Yes," I agreed with a huge grin. "Yes it.