"Our resident girl expert seems to think I shouldn't take off my shirt," Malena told everyone. "So blame her, cause I guess my pants are coming off."

"What?" Josh asked, "That's lame."

"Hold on," Alanna said, putting out a hand to stop his complaints. "'Lena, knot your shirt in the back." Malena cocked and eyebrow but followed Alanna's instructions, baring an inch or so of her thin midriff above the high waisted yoga pants. "Alright, now spin around."

"Yes, madam director," Malena joked, slowly turning to give us all a chance to look at her legs and pert little ass clad in the skin-tight white fabric. Malena was a smaller...