She follows me down the hall and waits while I find her a plain white T-shirt. It’s going to be huge on her, but it’ll do the trick. At least I won’t have to suffer the torture of seeing flashes of her perfect little ass cheeks since the shirt will probably hit her mid-thigh.

I’m quickly choking on those words when I see her start to unbutton her jean shorts. I watch them fall down her gorgeous legs to puddle on the floor by her feet. The tiny little lacy thong she’s wearing isn’t doing shit to cover anything.

“What are you doing?” I ask like an idiot.

“Getting into...