She had started to fasten her bra when she saw her gray blouse. The material molded around her breasts, even with a bra on. She decided to give the guys at the grocery store a show, and dropped the bra into the dirty clothes hamper. After slipping the blouse on, along with a miniskirt, she picked up her black spikes. Dirt on the heels. Arlene had managed to slip the shoes back into Diana’s closet, but hadn’t gotten all the dirt off the heels. She grinned in spite of herself, wiped the shoes with a dampened tissue, then sat on the bed to put them on.

As her eyes focused...