Episode 5: Hot Mess

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

Sable McKellen followed her older sister by three minutes out toward the edge of Piper Cherry’s inground swimming pool. For all intents and purposes, the twins were nude, only very narrow patches of their micro bikini’s covered what was necessary. Thanks to raiding their mother’s stash of swimwear. It was very liberating for Dakota, embarrassing for Sable. Sable’s main reason for being worried was due to the fact that their neighbor Knox Hardecker and his buddy Dip had already witnessed poor Sable in even less than her micro bikini. While attempting to show off herself to another neighbor boy Travis Herbert she realized that he wasn’t even looking her direction like he normally might. Instead, Knox and Dip got a nice healthy dose of Sable goodness.

“I don’t see Travis spying on us. He must be watching TV or something.” Sable pointed out.

“Or doing someone else’s homework for cash. He did get expelled for that.”

“True. He needs to stop doing that for the jocks. If they can’t pass a course on their own, they don’t need to play sports.”

“Horton-Dexter couldn’t survive without Angus Furlong and Antoine Boss. When they graduate the school will lose two of the best football players we have.”

“Does it matter? We graduate this year too. Your volleyball academic won’t even get you a scholarship. Why? Because you quit.”

“Why are we talking about sports? Let’s swim then sunbathe while we can. At least we don’t have any prying eyes.” Dakota sighed sitting on the edge of the pool and dangling her feet in the water. “Oh, my gosh! The water is freezing. How is that possible when it’s probably 85 out right now?”

“The pool was covered up until yesterday. The temperature probably dropped with the water not exposed to the sun.” Sable joins her sister side by side, legs in the water.

“As if my nipples weren’t hard already.” Dakota fudged with her bikini top, the narrow patches barely covering her areolas as it were, with her nipples solid the clothe narrowed even more. Sable’s was not far behind.

“I know right. Do you really think Piper will keep our secret about wearing mom’s bikini’s?”

“I guess we’ll find out if daddy spanks us finally.” Dakota rolled her eyes to mask her true thoughts. Ever since Henry McKellen spanked her years ago, she found a fascination in it. Spanking was kind of fun, even when it hurt. Too much considering how wrong it probably was. With their 18th birthday just under two weeks away Henry should probably have given his punishment a second thought. He was used to paddling the girls their entire lives over some reason or another. Now however, with their maturity established more, at least Dakota found it less punishment, more thrilling. Sable on the other hand hated being whipped, not that Henry wailed on them, but it did still light a fire. They got off lucky yesterday.

“I know you like it but I don’t. It would feel really strange laying over Daddy’s lap in my bikini bottoms.”

“Violated?”

“No, kind of ... but no. I meant I used to feel his ... you know ... when he used to spank us. There were times it ... twitched.”

“Oh my God! Saaaaable ... why are you talking about daddy’s wiener?” Dakota loved embarrassing her sister, truth known Dakota felt her dad’s dick come alive too many times in the past, only at Sable’s admission did she make it look shameful.

“Darn it, Dakota ... stoooop making me feel bad.” A lingering stare between sisters they suddenly started giggling. “Race you to the other side of the pool.” A flare of eyes meeting her challenge Dakota lifted herself off the edge and down into the water. Both girls submerging came up shivering instead of swimming.

“You did that on purpose. The water is freezing.” Dakota covered her chest shoulder deep in the water. Sharing in her frigid moment Sable psyched her sister out and threw herself backwards into the water and started swimming. Shrieking at being suckered Dakota took after her like a light. On top of the water both girls looked totally nude. Certain boys took notice when stepping out on to a bedroom balcony to smoke.

“Dip, look.” Knox Hardecker pointed over the fence line at two bathing beauties. “Fuck it’s Dakota and Sable, they’re skinny dipping. When did they get so brave?”

“I don’t know, but I want a closer look. I’ve crushed on Sable for the last two years. Tinsel teeth or no.”

“Come on Bro.” Flicking his cigarette over into the Herbert’s yard Knox threw a leg over his railing. With only being two stories up the drop from his balcony was easy enough for both boys without breaking a leg. Once on the ground they scurried to Piper Cherry’s connecting fence and climbed up and over, hiding behind the small shed at the back of Piper’s pool, where the pump and accessories were housed. Spying became a waiting game.

After five minutes of teasing one another and splashing around the girls climbed the ladder leading out of the pool and shuffled to their discarded towels to dry off, then spread them out side by side. Sunbathing the best idea to warm up, they stretched out on their bellies and settled down in an immobile state. With the girls lifeless the snoops took their first few steps closer until they were almost directly over the girls. Realizing upon closer inspection that they had extremely thin strings that weren’t noticed earlier, they were not nude after all. Regardless the beautiful landscape of their curves was enough to keep them staring and rubbing their crotches.

“Put some lotion on me Dakota.” Sable mumbled.

“You put lotion on me.” It became an argument without anger. Each pushing their sunblock bottles toward one another back and forth. Rolling his eyes Knox just made his move. Easing between the girls stealthily, their eyes closed against the sun, he leaned over and grabbed both bottles. Kneeling in a teeter to maintain balance and not give away his presence he used his teeth to pop the bottle caps open. Dip stood back just waiting for him to be busted.

Tilting the bottles over their bodies he began squirting lotion over their backsides. Both girls presumed the other was caving in and just sighed. Knox Hardecker was one slick dude. The girls were about to get slick themselves. Once resting the bottles down with precision silence, he motioned Dip to kneel next to Sable and rub in the lotion, while Knox devoted his time to Dakota.

In the intense heat outside both girls quickly found their rubdowns too relaxing, a twilight slumber effecting both. Not even faint moans captured their attentions. Knox and Dip grinned like the devil at their naivety. Fingers slipping under the thin strings of their micro bikinis was easy enough until they got to their cute little asses. Enjoying the touch of flesh on flesh while caressing lotion over their adorably perfect cheeks the temptation to lift the tiny patches became irresistible. A careful pinch exposed their clams and tiny BUTTon puckers. Whistling under their breath at finally seeing the girls both boys had fantasized over they just had to ruin it.

Standing carefully Knox straddled Dakota’s ass then waited for Dip to do the same to Sable. Once in position Knox counted his fingers to three then both boys lurched over the girls and lay on top of them. The sudden weight made both girls revive with squeals. Dry humping the girls gave both boys a good laugh.

“GET OFF!” Both girls tried to escape but their weight was just too great.

“Chillax! We’re just fucking you ... I mean fucking with you.” Knox chuckled and ground his erection along Dakota’s butt crack, her eyes like saucers. Sable in the same boat bulged her own eyes as both girls looked at one another. Feeling Dip do the same gyrations Sable pouted with a grimace, lips trembling at how gross Dip was. Dakota on the other hand began sheepishly smiling.

“Knox Hardecker ... you’re such a...” Her attempts to prove otherwise were idle threats.

“Stud? Why thank you Dakota.”

“Damn! Even with chlorine you smell good.” He inhaled her neckline making Dakota whine nasally then giggle.

“Stop it Knox, that tickles.”

Dip aka Dudley Poole tried the same maneuver with Sable, but she reacted with more anger, “STOP IT DIP. EWWWWWWWWW!”

“You know you like it, Sable.”

“No, I don’t.” Suddenly, she too caved to giggles. Having never been this intimate if you could call it that with a boy before Sable recalled them seeing her naked in her bedroom window and found it arousing. Dip was no Knox in the looks department, but he was interested. A kiss to her neck makes Sable tremble. “Oh my gosh.”

Knox joined Dip in going further and kissed Dakota’s neck, sliding her hair to the side. Dakota tensed up, her ass actually rising up under Knox to crush against his erection already snug along her crack. Grinning at her reaction Knox felt less worry that at least Dakota might not run should he get up. Whispering into her ear Knox offered a solution. “How about I lotion up your front?” She bit her lower lip at his barely audible request. Nodding without Sable seeing her Knox lifted away and let her roll over on to her back. Dakota wanted to know what it felt like to be touched all over by a cute boy, even if she technically wasn’t into Knox himself. Guinea pig at best.

Sable realizing her sister had turned over dropped her jaw, “What are you doing?”

“Letting Knox lotion my front.”

“Are you bonkers? You know he’s going to cop a feel.”

“HEY! I’m right here Sable. Sensitivity training 101.” Knox looked offended then squirted lotion all over Dakota’s tits and tummy, a few droplets right into her bikini region along the thin narrow patch over her pussy. Moving a bit for a full effect Knox set out rubbing her shoulders then her chest, fingers sliding beneath the strings leading to her nipple covering.

Seeing her arch, her back and moan ever so slightly Sable whimpered then looked at Dip over her shoulder, “Oil me like that.” He was more than happy to hear her request. Sliding off of her Sable joined her sister on her back and winced against the sun in her eyes. Oil sprinkled all across Sable she whines holding her breath. Once Dip’s hand set out on their quest, she gasped holding her jaw wide with awe. Huge hands covered a lot of territory fast.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Sable reached over and grabbed her sister’s hand as emotional support.

“Like this Dakota?” Knox narrowed his eyes as he smirked. She merely nodded with sparkling eyes. Hands avoided her bikini top covering at first, almost as if seeing her reaction to changing his trajectory. Sure, enough Dakota pouted, until his hands went to work on her tummy, sliding lower and lower toward the pussy patch. Again, Knox retreated just as a single finger dipped under that pussy patch a mere thumbnails width away from clitoral contact. Dakota squealed and threw a tiny tantrum. Knox sighed looking over at Dip. “How’s Sable handling it Buddy?”

Dip’s own hands weren’t as evasive, he had oiled her shoulders and had both hands under her micro thin straps moving South. Going under her nipple patches he palmed her tits as she almost had a panic attack. A simple pinch made Sable let out a deafening, “OH MY GOSH!” Dakota felt cheated, her brace faced sister got her titties squeezed before she had.

“Someone is jealous.” Knox stretched out on his side next to Dakota and returned a single hand to her chest. Rubbing her his fingers slipped under her right patch and teased her nipple making Dakota pant without much effort. Peeling the patch aside revealing her nipple, even Dip took interest. His attention waning Sable shared a moment of her own jealousy. Watching Knox flick Dakota’s nipple as if he were casting away his cigarette made Sable take matters into her own hands. Tugging her own patch aside meant nothing really, Dip’s palm was already covering her breast. She just wanted to show off that fact. Dakota noticed Dip’s grip and just pulled her other patch aside until both nipples were exposed. Knox nodded, “Nice! This calls for more lotion.” A tilt of her bottle he coated Dakota again.

Glossing her up she cooed and shivered at his hands every caress. Heading south Knox did not stop. His fingers went straight under her patch and found her clit. Caught by surprise Dakota’s hand squeezed her sisters tightly. In the cut off circulation Sable lifted her head to witness Knox rubbing her sister beneath the uplifted patch. She could literally see his fingers massaging.

“Dakotaaaaaaaaa!” Sable wheezed wondering why her sibling was allowing him to touch her down there.

“Try it, you might like it.” Dip slid his hand down Sable’s belly and attempted his own snatch latch. She was so not ready for that. Shoving him off even as he rubbed her, she had to force her sister to release hands. Just when things looked bleak for Sable a thunderous voice entered the scene.

“GET YOUR MITTS OFF OF MY GIRL.”

“T-Travis?” Sable dropped her jaw.

Her hero.

Horton-Dexter High School...

“Feeling better?” Carl Manley, resident Principal ducked into Josie McKellen’s classroom just before her second bell rang. Carl was a large rather muscular man with a crew cut and rugged features. Wearing a white dress shirt and a pinned dark maroon necktie he was dashing even without the matching suitcoat. He rarely wore the coat accept from his car to his office.

“Morning Carl. Yes, I’m much better thank you. I just ... had a rough few days, Henry and I...”

“Say no more. Even Marge and I have our spats.”

“I think it’s going to get better. We’ve ... ironed things out to both of our advantages.” She coyly winks at him.

“Ah! Sounds intriguing. Nice dress by the way.”

“Too short?” She grins devilishly even though it was almost down to her knees.

“I keep telling you to go shorter.”

“This high?” She tugs the skirt up more.

“Little higher maybe.” He chuckled.

“You’re as bad as Roman.” She sticks her tongue out and literally hikes her skirt up to her panties. He caught a very quick glimpse of purple lace.

“Good to see you back Josie. If you’re nice I might rewrite the dress code policy. I do have that authority.”

“Yay! I can wear my miniskirts to work.”

“You know I’d let you. Shorter the better. The kids would never skip any of your classes that’s for certain.”

“You killed the mood saying kids Carl.”

“Young adults then.”

“Ok, I’m wet again.” She giggles, “Oh! Before I forget, did you hire a replacement counsellor yet?”

“No, I haven’t had time to look over applications.”

“Great! Listen, my new neighbor Piper would be a perfect fit. She’s got degrees she’s never even used. I mentioned the job here being open and she seemed curious.”

“Jesse was way ahead of you. He mentioned her this morning before I left for work. Have her apply.”

“I think you’re going to want to invite her in personally.” Josie grins and uses her hands to share a very curvy dance of hands.

“We playing charades? Jesse also showed me pictures of her. Naked pics even. My boy either has game or she sure is a free spirit.”

“Dammit Carl, she’s 27 with a body that makes even me crazy. Trust me on this ... her name is Piper Cherry.”

“Interesting name. Jot down her number, I’ll give her a call in a few days. Yes, before I even look at any other applicants. With a body like her you can bet I’m not hiring any older women, let alone a man for the job. She might have to wear clothes on the job though.” He laughed. “You can tell her I said that I might make exceptions as to what she wears. We need someone around here that’s bold. I keep getting pressured by the other districts over not hiring better looking women. One’s who won’t cry sexual harassment.”

“We have very beautiful teachers here too. I’m no slouch darn it. Now I’m more determined than ever to wear shorter skirts.” She giggled. “Until we retire some of the older ones though we might only have me, Mallory Unger, Mavis Hale, although she’s married and convinced, she shouldn’t be sexy because of her hubby David being a detective. Then there is Chandra Mahcarti, but her cultural thing might get in the way of trying too hard. She is stunning though.”

“Agreed! Same for Mimi Alexander if she would change her frumpy attitude. Cat lady is gorgeous if I don’t say so myself. Another era I might jump on her.” He winked. “I better hush.” He waves his wedding band and kisses it. “But yeah! We do need a facelift around here. Maybe this Piper is just what the doctor ordered.”

“I can almost guarantee she would test the wardrobe thing. She has money and she doesn’t care what anyone thinks of her. Heck, she refuses to buy curtains and blinds for her home. She plans on being a nudist. Piper is just so much fun to be around. I ... there is so much I’d love to tell you Carl, but I don’t want you to think badly of me.”

“That would never happen Josie. If I did, I’d have put a stop to your dating Roman on the side.”

“I had to end it with Roman. Although ... Carl ... Henry said I could still have sex with Roman. He ... between you and I?”

“I’m listening.”

“Henry and Piper had sex Saturday night. We were fighting over Roman and then he just met Piper and walked right next door and fucked her on her living room floor. That happening changed everything. Henry says as long as I’m honest with him I can keep playing. I just have to let him do the same.”

“Can you be honest with Henry?”

“Mostly!” She offers a sheepish look his way. “I like being sneaky too. I will be honest, just not every single time. I hope my girls never find out everything. They saw ... a lot more than they should have this weekend. I let them stay home today to hopefully get over the trauma.” Nice excuse!

“Henry hit you?”

“Oh no! Carl ... if I say too much you might judge Piper the wrong way. I just know she would fit in here. If I tell you...”

“No matter how bad it is I will give her a chance.”

“You’re such a sweetheart Sarge.” Carl was a Sargent in the Military for 24 years now retired. He was strict but also very good at making a point, thus why he got the job here at Horton-Dexter. “She and I had sex with one another. But that’s not what my girls witnessed. She and I ... had a gangbang with her furniture movers. It was so incredible Carl. I can’t believe I fessed up to that. I know you won’t judge me either. And get this, Henry knew. He actually sat next to me when I was getting three cocks at once.”

“Interesting.” He winked. “Now I’m more curious over this Piper than ever.”

“Oh, that dress code thing? In her case you might want to adopt that new policy. You just have to take my word on it.”

“That spontaneous, huh?”

“You just said I’d never have kids ... young adults, skip my classes ... if you hired Piper no kid would ever skip school. Bet on that.”

“Hmmm! Sneak me a new pic.”

“Nope! I want you to be blown away by her in person. Besides, you have Jesse’s photos to drool over.”

“Fair enough! Break out your miniskirts and short dresses. Let’s test the waters. More cleavage too.”

“The students will want to wear just as short.”

“I ... might be persuaded to loosen things up around here.” Carl Manley looks up at a camera mounted above Josie’s classroom and sighs. A pin light on it blinked. “I’ll consider more once I meet this, Piper Cherry. For now ... you just be your crazy self-McKellen.” He turned away and left her to agree, she felt incredibly smug. Bell ringing her day was beginning again.

Crazy she was. Like a fox! She was a fox!

Across town at the Hillbilly Hyatt ... a six-story building in older Nashville where a strip mall of adjacent buildings clung to its foundations. Above the mall were smaller offices, some Law Firms, a Financial Advisor network, and finally a Video Gaming studio called Calculated RisQ, one that awaited Henry McKellen rather impatiently.

Rushing in through the studios upstairs entrance Henry saluted the secretary, “Morning Candace. Amanda ready for me?”

“If she’s not, I am.” She flirted, batting her big blue eyes. “I purchased your game Frisque, I’m six hours into it, it’s incredible. I’m never cum so hard in my life.”

“Wow! Glad I could be of service.” He chuckled. “Can I go on in?”

“Mmmm! Talk dirty to me some more first.” She giggled and waved him on through. Candace was 54, so not hot, so not ugly, she just needed work and ignored her appearance these days. She certainly had hopes he might be interested. Not today! Knocking on Amanda Pruett’s door Henry opened it and ducked his head inside.

“Sorry, I’m late.”

“You better be. Time is money.” Amanda smirked and waved him in. Upon entering he noticed someone else was present. One very attractive young someone. A very tiny, young someone. A very, busty young someone.

“I didn’t realize we were sharing my new episodes with anyone else.”

“Henry? This is Tessa Harper; she’s going to be working with you on your storyboards.”

“I need help?”

“Just to make them more current. As you can see Tessa here is 19. She has the inside scoop on the younger generation. We want to make your series steamier and add a younger point of view.”

“Hi Mister McKellen. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Tessa smiles brightly, her big blue eyes checking him out from head to toe, “I’m a huge fan of Frisque. HUGE!”

“Good to know. Yes, I’m checking out your legs.”

“I know.” She ran her palm from her very short leather skirt to her knee.

“Well, aren’t we off to a wonderful start.” Amanda noted a connection, “Should I get you two a room?”

“Not going to apologize Miss Harper.”

“I’d be upset if you did. I hope my cleavage meets your standards; I know your characters are very busty.”

“36C?”

“36C, good eye! I weigh in at 115. 5’1 and three quarters. I’m pretty sure you could put me into every position imaginable, against my will, if ... I was unwilling.” She giggles.

“Dammit, Harper!” Amanda sighs loudly, “Now you know why I hired this girl. She’s got the seductiveness your series requires. All I’m asking is we freshen up your series, the fanbase is growing fast, but the feedback we’re getting is that it seems dated.”

Mulling it over Henry thought of Piper, he had his own ideas of utilizing her as a role model for his game. Yet, this hot young blond with piercing blue eyes did indeed exude sensuality.

“So let me get this straight, Tessa here is just providing her point of view?”

“Oh, no! I’m doing voiceovers to put my own erotic spin on the main character. I’m also a graphic artist. Yes, I know I’m young, but I’m that good. Zipped through my courses faster than I zipped up this skirt.”

“Wait! The main character isn’t 19, she’s 28. I’d rather we create a brand-new character if you intend to jump in mainstream.”

“We can do that. How about my new character being Emma’s niece?”

“Not bad, there’s potential in that.” He leans on Amanda’s desk and looks back at her. Amanda herself needed exercise, certainly not into her cardio and yoga workouts. Long wavy brown hair and green eyes added an allure to her medium build body. Being busty herself even in a business suit with a lowcut white cotton shirt beneath, she gave Henry a hint of her own sexuality. Even at 42 she was a contender back in the day. A little work she might just be hot.

“Her idea, or my tits?” Amanda scowled at Henry checking her cleavage out.

“Just thinking of incorporating you into Frisque too. AUNTIE MANDY.” He winked at his boss.

“Hmmm? Momma likes.” She puckered, “Darn it Henry, I’m going to need to take an early lunch in my car.” Everyone had a good laugh. “Alright! Let’s take a look at your new episodes.” Amanda gets up from her seat and motions the two of them to follow her out of her office. Being a gentleman Henry let Tessa step out first, mostly to check out her extremely tight ass in her extremely short, very clingy leather skirt. He could actually see the crease of her butt crack through the snug material. Knowing full well where his eyes were Tessa smirked, her white top almost camisole without a bra only demanded further inspection. Walking backwards after a few steps she eyes Henry.

“I know I can be a big help, Mister McKellen. I know what I’m doing.” She winks and dares to lift her chest for a look at his expression without words. Her nipples were mighty indeed.

“You better, I tend to get irritable if I’m called out. Just ask my daughters.” He envisioned spanking his daughters briefly telling himself he should have, especially Dakota after seeing that she paddled herself. Recalling her reflection in his bedroom mirror Henry had to shake off his evil thoughts. To do that he then switched it up by spanking Tessa. “Firm hand.” He lifts his palm with a grin.

“Mmmm! Me too.” She poses her own hand then curls her fingers to share an invisible hand job. He shook his head and took time to take her by her shoulders and turn her around. Amanda stood scowling at the entrance to a very tiny theater room. Sound proofed, with a 100-inch TV screen on the wall and a computer in a corner. On the floor rested a large comfy sectional.

“If you two are done flirting, let’s get to it.” Once within the room Amanda shut the door and locked it. “Bottled water in the mini fridge help yourselves. Get comfy I’ll get this show started.” She turns away from them to move to the computer and place Henry’s offered up disk into its disk drive. Meanwhile Henry chose to sit dead center on the sectional facing the screen.

“Hey! That’s my seat.” Tessa giggled standing between his legs facing him.

“We can share it.” He winks. Without a second offer Tessa straddles his lap and faces him, His dick leaped to full tilt in 3 seconds flat. Amanda looked over at her new employee and shook her head.

“You’re one popular guy Henry.”

“Looks that way. Are you really going to sit on me during this and not give input?” He looks up at Tessa who bounces three times over him then slips off his lap to sit hip to hip with him.

“Just mood setting to get my frame of mind for reading your scripts.” She settled in. Amanda chose to sit opposite of Henry also hip to hip.

“Are we all on a date here?” He chuckled.

“Best seats in the house.” Amanda sighed then patted his leg as she extended her other arm to press the remote in her hand. “Let’s play.” Henry puckered his lips and nodded. “Lets!” Tessa’s eyes glued toward Henry led him to reach over and grip her chin loosely to face her forward. She took the hint, for now. Lights dimming the episode began. He suddenly realized he had nowhere to place his hands outside of folding them. Shrugging he just placed an arm around both women’s shoulders and settled in. Tessa snuggled up, Amanda merely checked out his hand over her and patted it. It seemed harmless enough.

The Piggly Wiggly grocery store on Dickerson Avenue ... Piper Cherry was still amused by that.

Finding a parking spot wasn’t easy having to circle the lot until another car pulled out, then it became a mad dash amongst competing shoppers. She had good insurance, so she hit the gas until a man had to brake fast to avoid a collision. She was proud of her driving skills. “They must be having a sale on pork belly. I bet Jeff Gordon there misses his pitstop.”

She shut her engine off and snatched up her clothing coordinated purse which was white with a really long chain strap, and a gold ring ornament at its clasp. Sunglasses lowered she leaves her SUV and locks it via remote before putting her keys in her purse. The male driver who had challenged her started to roll his window down and share a piece of his mind when he noticed just how hot she was. Persona switching from anger mode to “Sweet Jesus!”, he lowered his driver’s side window and whistled. “You almost tagged me there.”

“Sorry, if I weren’t in a hurry, I’d have let you have that spot.” She strutted by him pretty as you please, titties dancing wildly in her loose tank. “Tag you, later.” Not standing a chance in hell the man merely sat there watching her wiggle away through his side door mirror. It wasn’t until he heard a honk that he proceeded on. Even the honker had to pause to observe Piper’s yellow shorts and the deep crease between her ass cheeks. One honk led to a procession of horns. Piper loved their serenade. “Toots for tits.” She chuckled.

Entering the grocery store she grabbed a shopping cart and headed inside. Produce section right up front she waited in favor of a list she had made on her cell preferring to get dry items before anything frozen. Every aisle she scoured for things on her list she discovered admirers. Husbands didn’t even mask their curiosity from their ladies, be they wives or girlfriends. More eyes were rolled than any actual complaints over her attire, or their momentary fantasies.