ALPHA ZANE

The first thing I noticed when she opened the door was that she had changed and the second thing I noticed was what she had changed into.

It was the nightwear, the one I had come to ask about, which meant I had my answer before I even opened my mouth, which also meant I had no real reason to be standing here anymore. But my brain had stopped processing useful information the moment my eyes moved from her face downward and found the thin fabric doing a very poor job of being fabric at her chest area.

It was not scandalous, it was just slightly transparent, the...