Chapter 5: Getting Ready

Friday couldn’t come fast enough. Thanksgiving was the usual uproar of relatives running amuck. I noticed that this year especially, both my uncles seems a lot more interested in my “assets” than ever before. Well, even if they WERE my uncles that didn’t mean they didn’t have the same desires and urges as any other man so I didn’t take it as being perverted or anything like that at all. In fact, I MAY have been a little guilty of teasing them just a bit but it wasn’t anything over the top.

Friday was a school holiday so I slept in although it wasn’t that easy with everyone rushing in to the bathroom across the hall from me. It seemed like my room was so much smaller as I had my bedroom door shut as a courtesy to our guests. It was one thing to sleep nude with the door open when just my parents were home but my grandmother and aunts on my dad’s side most likely wouldn’t have appreciated it in the same way. I’d even worn panties around the house the previous evening for the first time in ages!

Beth had arranged to pick me up around 2:00 that afternoon and for once she was there right on time as the grandfather clock in our living room sounded. Running downstairs, I kissed my mom and grandmother goodbye. My grandmother looked at me like a drill sergeant doing an inspection and then turned to my mother with a stern look.

“Goodness Mary, you let your fifteen year-old daughter go out looking like THAT?” I barely heard her whisper sharply to my mom.

It was the same old discussion they always had about how I dressed. Actually, personally I thought I was dressed fairly conservatively. My jeans were certainly tight, especially in the butt, but at least they were high enough not to show off my butt crack like some of my other pairs did. Heck, I was even wearing a thong, albeit not much of one, but at least I had something on. My tight white blouse, one of my favorites, was probably her major concern. It had some lace and was quite sheer which allowed the black bra underneath to be clearly visible. Still, it WAS a blouse and I WAS wearing a bra so what was the big deal? My bikini showed a LOT more and nobody complains about IT (well, my grandmother probably would if she ever saw it). A pair of black heels were on my feet, again nothing special or slutty and only a few inches high. My hair was hanging loose, straight as usual over my shoulders with nothing in it. Even my makeup was understated - a little blush and some eye shadow with a light colored red lipstick.

Well, I didn’t wait to hear what the results of THAT conversation were and instead just waved and headed out to Beth’s car. Her dad had driven her over which explained her not being tardy for once. Usually her mom drove her around and she was ALWAYS late it seemed. With a quick wave to her dad, I joined Beth in the backseat. He dad gave the once over, like most guys do when I walk up to them, and I noted he had the car mirror adjusted so he could keep an eye on things in the back seat. I liked to tease him, even though Beth really didn’t appreciate it when I did. Heck, I liked to tease most any guy so why make an exception for him just because he was my best friend’s dad?