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 ï>¿A Few Good Girls Ch.  01-03 by little_asian_cherryÂ(C)

   It was the summer after senior year for me and Jessica.  We had just
graduated from high school and were thinking about what to do with our
lives.  I'd gotten a scholarship to state, but it wasn't nearly enough to
even cover tuition, and Jess hadn't gotten anything at all.  But we decided
to put this out of our minds for a couple of days and went on a road trip
with our friend Wanda, who was living in another city.

   Wanda was not only psyched to have us there, she even treated us to day
passes at an amusement park.  She was saving up for college too, so it
seemed pretty generous of her to do that.  But she always did stuff like
that.  Sadly, the amusement park didn't seem as fun to us as it would have
a couple of years ago.

   "Who'da thought we'd get bored of the theme park this quick?" Jess said
over her soda, pulling aside her short blond hair as it fell across her
eyes.  Jess is the youngest of us and had just barely turned 18 at the end
of the school year.  She's taller than me at 5'4", but her tits are tiny A
cups, so she makes me look pretty good there.  She's pretty hot,
nonetheless, and she definitely shows that it takes more than big tits to
look good.

   "Ya, it is pretty pathetic when you get to the point of actually going
to the fun house." Wanda smoothed out the bottom of her summer dress as she
sat down next to Jess on the picnic table, her big D cups resting on the
tabletop.  Her red hair was up in a ponytail.  She was a head taller than
Jess at 5'11", and practically dwarfed her with them sitting together. 
Wanda is the oldest, and she'd recently turned 21, which was a major
motivating factor for us to stay with her.  She was also a lot more pale
than Jess, which especially stood out now that Jess had her deep summer tan
going.

   "We should at least go on the log flume ride again.  I'm really hot in
this hoodie." I unzipped it down a little, but not too far because my C cup
cleavage is pretty glaring in the small hoodie.  I cinched my straight
black hair behind my ears.

   I think it's important to mention at this point that I'm Chinese.  Not,
like, from China, I just have Chinese parents.  I don't even really speak
Chinese, and Cindy is my given name, not Shinnyi or something.  Wanda and
Jess are both white, Wanda considerably more so.  I'm the shortest out of
the three of us at 5'2", but it makes my tits look great.  I'm also a few
months older than Jess.  My belly is not as tight as hers, but at least
it's pretty flat.

   I also think it's important to mention that I have a great ass.  Jess's
is too small, and Wanda's is a little chunky, but mine is tight and shapely
and perfect.  Unfortunately, sometimes people think I look a little too
"Asian," and that somehow seems to count a lot against me, which is totally
lame.

   "I dunno, you could really see my bra after we got splashed on that
log." Wanda said.

   "At least your midriff is showing, Cindy," Jess said, "I'm in this
thick, dark gray dress still.  We shoulda bought some clothes before coming
here." Jess was fanning the neck of her dress forward and back, airing her
little A cups.  It was a pretty daring move, since her tits are so small
she'd have to be showing a lot of them already to have as much cleavage as
she did in that dress.  She paused, looking at her tits, "You know, we
could take a little off..."

   "All I have under my hoodie is my bra, and isn't the bra built into that
dress?" I asked, as Wanda and I exchanged a funny look.

   "Well, ya, that's true.  But getting naked would be more fun than these
dumb rides." Jess laughed.

   "Geez, see if I ever treat you guys again." Wanda rolled her eyes.

   "Well, I mean, the park is great, but, it's so...  limited.  We could
make it a little more...  fun, you know?" Jess smiled and looked at us.  "I
have an idea to kinda make it into a game."

   "Make stripping a game?  Like, everything time someone says 'ticket' we
take something off?" I asked.  "We weren't cheerleaders.  We don't really
understand your slutty games."

   "This wasn't a cheerleader thing.  It's my idea.  Besides, it's, like, a
dare.  Like, you can do the dare or take something off if you chicken out.
I think it'll be fun." Jess smiled.

   "Like 'go on the Carousel?' I mean, these rides aren't exactly
terrifying."

   "Ya, your idea is pretty lame," Wanda agreed with me, sipping some soda.

   Give it a try.  It can't be more lame than sitting here." Jess shrugged.

   "Well, the only way it would be fair is if we started out with an equal
number of things to take off.  And even then I'm not saying I'll do it,"
said Wanda.

   "I'm doing it!" I stood up and walked over to the restroom.

   "Sweet!  Well?" I heard Jess say to Wanda as I walked away.

   I went in and no one was in either of the two stalls, so I unzipped my
hoodie in front of the mirror and reached back and unsnapped my bra.  I
took my hoodie off and set it on the counter, then took my bra off of my
shoulders.  It was definitely nice to air my boobs out in the A/C.  This
idea wasn't too bad at all.

   I slid my skirt up and bent down, sliding off my panties, when suddenly
the door opened.  I gasped, popping up, and crossed one arm over my
nipples, trying to fix my skirt with the other.  I glanced up at the mirror
and Wanda was smiling at me.

   "You coulda done that in the stall, you know, then you wouldn'ta had ta
freak out like that." She said as she came up next to me and reached into
the front of her button-up summer dress to undo her bra.  She slid the
straps off her shoulders and pulled it out as I recovered myself and
stepping out of my panties.

   She shifted her boobs a little, looking at them in the mirror, then over
at mine.  "Sometimes I wish I had your nice little Asian tits, mine are too
big.  They hang down and they're gonna get hot like a bitch.  But then, my
nipples are a pretty light pink, so they won't show through as much as your
darker ones will."

   I put my hoodie back on, pulling my straight, black hair out of the
back. "My tits are actually pretty big on me, you know.  It's amazing
they're still so, like, perky.  But, yer right, my nipples do show pretty
bad through anything.  I couldn't get away with dressing like that in the
daylight." I could definitely see her nipples pressing against the fabric
of her dress, but then, I was looking for them.  A casual observer might
not notice as much.

   "If it wasn't for my big tits, though, I'd be pretty jealous of your
sexy little Asian body." Wanda smiled at me and headed for the door.  I
zippered up my hoodie and grabbed my bra and panties.  "Wait, what are we
gonna do with these?" I held them up.

   "I guess Jess can put 'em in her purse." Wanda shrugged, her freed tits
noticeably bouncing with the movement.

   "We can't just walk out there with them!"

   "Well, I mean, the park isn't that busy.  Besides, just act natural and
no one will notice." She glanced down at my skirt.  "I'd be more worried
about dropping them than holding them, if I was you.  You can't have too
much clearance before your little black bush pops out of that skirt." She
smiled and went out the door.

   I followed her out and over to the picnic table.  Wanda set her bra in
front of Jess and I set my underwear on hers.  Wanda sat back down next to
Jess, resting her tits more definitely on the tabletop this time.  I tried
to sit down across from them when I suddenly realized how exposed I really
was and hesitated.  After a second, I managed to get my legs over the bench
without my skirt riding up or having to spread my legs too much.  I kept my
legs tight as we sat there.

   "Sweet!" Jess said, sipping her drink, and smiling at my antics.  "Shall
we toss these out then?" She grabbed our bras and panties and started to
get up.

   "Um, no, you can put them in your purse." Wanda glared at Jess.

   "Well, alright, not as exciting as I had planned, but, baby steps, you
know?" She stuffed the undies into her purse and zipped it up.

   "I guess we're all ready to play this game...  who should go first? 
You?" I looked at Jess.

   "Well, I should go first, since it is my idea and I should, you know,
provide an example of what I'm thinking.  And since, like, you asked, you
can go next!" Jess smiled.

   "The longer I stay out of it is fine with me." Wanda shifted her boobs,
not used to being without a bra.

   "Um, alright, what do we do then?" I was feeling a bit nervous even
without actually exposing anything.

   "Well, I'll do you, then you do me back, then you do Wanda, she does you
back, and, like, it'll go in a circle, like that.  That way we all get
vengeance!" Jess explained.

   "Um, that's pretty well thought out.  You sure this isn't, like, a
cheerleader game?" I pulled on the bottom of my skirt, still feeling
self-conscious.  I started to wonder about how low this skirt really went
in back.

   "Well, let's just say it's an adaptation." She pushed her hair out of
her face again and looked at me.  "Okay now, let's see..." She reached
across and grabbed for my hoodie's zipper.

   "Hey, watch it now, I don't got anything on under this!" I leaned away
from her.

   "Don't worry, I'm not taking it off of you." I let her grab the zipper
and she pulled it down about half way and leaned back to look at it.

   "Your cleavage looks pretty good without a bra on," Wanda said,
impressed.

   "Not good enough." Jess leaned across the table again and pulled it down
a bit farther, leaving a little less than an inch on the bottom holding it
together.  Now I had cleavage down to below my tits, like a deep v-neck. 
But my hoodie's zipper was too slack, and it definitely wasn't as secure
against my chest as a v-neck woulda been.  In fact, if I moved too quickly
my nipples might pop out.  I'd hafta be careful.

   "Whoa, I'm practically falling out of this, if we walk around too much I
will." I tried to shift my hoodie to show less cleavage, but it wasn't
tight enough on me to stay.

   "You can zip it back up after you do the dare." Jess said.

   "Wait, this isn't the dare?" I looked up at her.

   "See, this is why I needed to go first.  That's not the way it works,
like, you hafta actually do something." She looked over at the snack bar.
"In fact, I'm a bit hungry, how about you go get me a soft pretzel?" She
smiled.

   "From Chester-the-molester over there?" I glanced at the dork with the
mustache at the nearby snack stand.

   "Yes.  And show him a little somethin-somethin," Jess laughed.

   "Um, no, I don't think so.  That's a little too far, Jess." I grimaced
at the thought.

   "Well, at least flirt with him.  You know, a lot." Jess conceded.  I'm
glad she didn't push the point.

   "Okay, gimme five bucks." She did and I got up, careful not to spread my
legs or bend over too much in the process.  This was pretty dangerous
business.

   I headed over to the snack bar, looking back at Jess and Wanda, who
waved at me.  There wasn't anyone in line, since the park wasn't very busy.
That was good for me.

   "Hey there...  fella.  Can I get me some pretzel?" I leaned onto the
counter, showing a lot more cleavage than I intended, then stood back up
when his eyes widened.  "Please?" I batted an eyelash in a pitiful attempt
at flirting.

   "Sure thing." He gave me a big smile and grabbed a pretzel, not taking
his eyes off my tits.  He handed it to me and I thanked him and started
walking off.  I realized I didn't even pay him and I turned back.

   "Oh, I'm sorry!" I smiled and handed him the five.  "I forgot to pay
you! How much is it?"

   "$2.25" He somehow managed to make change while only barely prying his
eyes from my cleavage.  "Here's your change." He smiled under his mustache.

   "Thanks!" I gave him a big smile, grabbed the money from him, turned
around and went back to the table.  I sat down and handed Jess her pretzel
and money.  I zipped up my hoodie, relieved.  "Man, he's so lame.  He just
stared at my tits the whole time.  I'm glad that's over."

   "Hey, you didn't get me cheese!" Jess smiled evilly.

   "Um, no, I did my thing.  Get your own cheese." I said.

   Jess shrugged and started to get up.  "Wait, make her do something!"
Wanda said, grabbing Jess's arm.

   "Ya, it is your turn." Jess said, nodding.

   "Well, then, um, the cheese comes in those little plastic things,
right?" I asked.

   "Ya, like, it's fast food, you know." Jess sat back down.

   "Well, um, just, get it and, like, drop it and bend way, way over to get
it." It wasn't that bad of an idea, and she deserved it, my tits were
hanging all out for that guy.  "Show some ass to Chester over there."

   "Alright." She walked up to the counter and talked to the guy.  She
giggled and he smiled at her.  She was a real flirt.  He handed her the
cheese container and she smiled and turned around.  Only a few feet from
the snack bar she made like she stumbled and dropped the cheese.  The snack
guy was already staring at her ass as she walked away, and now his eyebrows
raised as she bent down straight legged, legs apart and grabbed the cheese.

   He licked his lips as she looked back and waved at him, giggling her
cute little giggle, still bent over double.  She stood up, leaving her
dress hanging above her ass, and came over to the picnic table.  She sat
down, finally fixing the bottom of her dress.  "And that, girls, is how you
play the game." She smiled and started eating her pretzel.

   "You really get into this kinda thing, eh?" Wanda ate some of the
pretzel.

   "He's kinda cute.  Besides, you're gonna get into it next," Jess said,
smiling at her.

   "Oh ya?" Wanda raised an eyebrow.

   "Oh ya!  I gotta do something to you." I looked at Wanda and tried to
think of an idea.  The faintest hint of pink was noticeable if you really
concentrated on her nipples.

   "Well, are you gonna have me show my camel toe to him or what?" She
asked.

   "Actually, I was thinking that even without my undies on, I'm still a
little warm." I looked at Jess to see if she knew where I was going with
this.

   She gave me a funny look, then looked at Wanda's tits and smiled. 
"Well, we could go on the flume ride again." Jess suggested.  She ate the
last bit of her pretzel to hide a smile.  "I'm all done here." She totally
got what I was thinking.

   "Ya, let's do that to cool off," I answered.

   "Um...  wait a sec.  I can't, like, do that.  I don't have a bra
anymore," Wanda said, waving her arms.  "This dress becomes way too see
through when it's wet..  Let's ride something else."

   "You could always take off your panties," Jess smiled at her.

   "Wait, no, that's not fair.  That can't be my thing." She looked at me.

   "Why not?  Come on, we both did our things already.  It's your turn," I
said, smiling that my turn was over.

   "Ya, we'll all go with you, you won't be alone!" Jess smiled too.

   "Ya, but you guys' tits won't become totally visible if we do it!" She
shook her head "No, no way."

   "Then give me your panties." I held my hand out to her.  She looked at
me angrily.

   "Alright.  Let's go." We got up and went over to the ride.  The line was
short enough that we got in a log pretty quick.  Lucky for us, Wanda and I
got to sit in front, the best splash area.  She was still glowering.

   "This is a lot more fun now, huh?" Jess said behind us.

   "Definitely!" I smiled at Wanda as the log started.  We rode around and
got to a couple of corners that shot water up, but those were more for the
other seats.  The good one was still ahead.

   We started up the ramp for the big splash and Wanda started fidgeting
and covered up her tits.  I started pulling at her arms and she started
fighting me.  Jess and I were laughing as we reached the top.  It paused
for a second and Wanda looked at me with her arms outstretched and we went
down.

   We got soaked.  I hadn't realized how much my bra and panties had
covered me up.  My tits were freezing now, with the hoodie clinging to
them. I could feel the cold water dripping through my pussy hair, too,
under my skirt.  It was weird to feel like that with strangers so close.

   I didn't think to be careful when I climbed out of the seat, but I also
don't think anyone noticed me flash my bush.  Anyone watching us was
watching Wanda.

   It was like she was topless.  That thin white cloth was clinging to her
large tits, and her pink nipples were poking out, their color highlighting
the tips of her breasts.  That splash was extremely effective.

   She crossed her arms against her chest and hurried out into the
sunlight. "Come on, let's get dry already," she said as Jess and I caught
up with her.

   "That went great!  Good one, Cindy!" Jess laughed and wrung out her
hair. Her dress hadn't even gotten too wet, but her hair was pretty soaked.
She looked at my tits "You know, I can kinda see your nipples poking
through that hoodie now."

   "What?" I looked down and it was true, the cloth was clinging so tightly
to my breasts that the little bumps could be plainly seen.  "Well, at least
no one will look close enough to notice as long as we're with Wanda here."
I smiled at her almost totally exposed tits, shivering slightly with the
water still dripping down my skin.

   "Har dee har har." She glared at me.  "Let's find something to dry
off..." She looked at the rides nearby.

   "We could go on that spinning swing ride..." Jess smiled at Wanda.

   "It does go pretty good," she replied, "and all anyone can really see
is..."

   "Oh yes, they won't be looking at your tits at all..." Jess smiled and
looked at me.

   "Hey now, I mean, tits are one thing, but people will be able to see
right up my skirt, without my panties, let's not go crazy." I was trying to
remain calm, but I knew it wasn't going to end up in my favor.

   "Well, if tits are fair game, let's get you outta that wet hoodie." Jess
was still smiling.

   "Fine, fine, fine." Wanda was practically topless, I guess I could go
for it.  I was starting to enjoy this game a little more than I expected
anyway.

   We walked over to the swing ride, and although everyone we passed was
giving Wanda the once over, I actually got a few looks myself.  One lady
even gave Wanda a dirty look and seemed like she was gonna say something,
but Jess started coughing as she passed and she just left us alone.

   There was a bit of a line for the swing ride.  We had to wait for it to
run through twice before we got on it.  We were behind this older guy with
his wife, and he kept looking at Wanda's tits.  I can't believe his wife
didn't notice.

   Well, it was our turn to ride the swing.  I was standing behind Jess and
Wanda to get up last when Jess said to the guy that I wanted to get on
first.  "That's really not necessary," I said, but Jess insisted.  He held
out his hand and I stepped onto the platform.  I looked at the people in
line behind me, and a lot of them were looking at me.  Since only one
person gets on at a time, they were all waiting for me to get up there.

   I sighed and got up into the seat.  It was facing to the side, so no one
could really see up my skirt as I got up.  I tried to attach the safety
belt, but the guy running the ride spun the swing to face him to help me
get it on.  My knees were level with his face when he stopped it and he
coughed when he noticed.  I snapped my legs together and Jess made a face.
She raised two fingers together and pulled them apart.

   I glared at her and she snapped the front of her dress against her
chest. I rolled my eyes and spread my legs again.  The guy had tightened my
belt at this point but his eyes were still fixed on my knees.  When I
spread them apart, I leaned over and said thanks, pulling the hair out of
my face.

   Wanda got on next, and she fussed a bit when he made her put down her
arms to fasten the safety straps.  I was too preoccupied to pay much
attention to Wanda's tits, though, since I was hanging right above the main
path and every person who walked by could look right up at my exposed
beaver.  At least it was in the dark of my skirt.

   There was a soft breeze and I shivered as it blew into my still-wet
pussy.  I was cold being soaked up here, and I wanted it to be over so I
could get down.  I didn't know how dry it would really get us, but I didn't
want to show off quite this much in the process.

   We all finally got on and the ride started.  My skirt was slippery since
it was so wet, and it kept riding up.  I couldn't really get at it, so I
tried to shift in my seat.  When I scooted forward, though, my skirt got
caught on the seat and slid right up behind my butt.  Great.  I figured
that at least I could fix it when the ride stoped, and maybe not too many
people would be looking at me if I didn't stop in front.

   The ride started to slow and I looked down.  There were three guys
sitting at a bench across the path staring right at me.  I didn't even
notice them during the ride.  I wondered how long they'd been watching and
got a little bit of a shiver.  It wasn't really a bad feeling, though.

   The ride was slowing to a stop and I was getting ready to fix my skirt
when I slid right into the dismount spot.  My seat was facing into the line
and most of the crowd was looking at me.  Those that weren't soon were.  I
froze.

   The guy slid his hand right up my naked thigh and I let out a soft moan.
He fumbled with the strap, staring at my black bush.  He finally got it off
and I sat there, frozen, for a second longer before jumping down and fixing
my skirt.  I turned and walked straight for the exit.  I got there and
those guys eyed me from their bench.  I turned my back to them and waited
for Wanda and Jess to get down.

   The wind was surprisingly effective for Wanda and her dress was starting
to get dry already.  It was still clinging to her tits pretty good, but it
wasn't anywhere near as see-through.  No more puffy pink nipples to catch
the eye.  I could still see them poking through the fabric, but no color
was visible.  I looked down at my tits and the hoodie was dry enough that
my nipples weren't poking out anymore either.

   "Well, from the looks you just got, I guess that went pretty great!"
Wanda laughed as Jess walked up to us.  "And we're a lot drier now too."

   "Ya.  Great.  That's the word for it." I rolled my eyes.



   A Few Good Girls Ch.  01-02

   "Alright, Wanda, what do you have for me?" Jess smiled, clearly ready
and willing for her turn in our little dare game at the theme park.  The
youngest of us, she'd just turned 18 at the start of the summer, and was
not afraid to flaunt it.

   "You know, you've gotten off pretty lucky here," Wanda said spitefully,
looking her up and down, Jess's tan body and small breasts well covered by
her dress, "We've both shown a lot, and you're pretty well armored."

   "Hey, I played to the spirit of the game when it was my turn." Jess
looked hurt by Wanda's accusation.

   "Well, let's just remove a little armor.  Let's have your panties."
Wanda held her hand out expectantly.

   "Hey, you can't just make me take something off." Jess stepped back, a
little surprised.

   "Why not?  There's no rule against that.  Besides, you didn't stop her
from showing my bush to half the park," I gestured at the three guys
watching us from the bench, who quickly looked the other way.  She was
probably right, but I wasn't about to let that get in the way.

   "But, I mean, it's not, like, a dare.  It's the punishment for not doing
a dare; you can't make me do that." She waved her hands in front of her,
surprisingly resistant to removing her panties.

   "Cindy's right; we don't have a rule for that, take 'em off." Wanda
stepped forward and made to pull up Jess's dress and get her panties, but
Jess jumped out of her reach.

   "Come on, Jess, we did our stuff, and this is your game." I cocked my
hips and gave her a dirty look.  "Besides, no one here knows us, we're
pretty much safe."

   "You know what," Her expression changed with this, "Let's go for it."
She nodded at me, agreeing, and turned her back toward the bench with the
three guys I pointed out earlier.  She slid her dress up and her panties
down, leaving her dress above her butt.  With her bare cheeks still
pointing straight at them, she took a second and paused, looking at me. 
"But it's a new rule, you can't just make someone take off clothes."

   I glanced over at the guys on the bench and giggled.  "Sounds fair," I
agreed as she stepped out of her panties and reached down a little further
to pick them up.

   She stood up slowly and slid her dress back down as she did so.  She
looked back at the three guys and laughed.  One was holding a cell phone
up, and it made me wonder just how long he had been taking pictures. 
"Okay, now this is getting interesting!" She grinned, stuffing her panties
into her purse.

   "So, what next?" I smiled, it was a lot of fun watching Jess strip.  She
made quite a show of it.

   "I say we do the flume ride again," proposed Jess looking vengefully at
Wanda.

   "But my tits just dried out!" She screwed up her face, annoyed.

   "Ha-ha, sucks to be you." I liked cooling off in that water, and it was
still pretty hot out, so I was all for the ride.  Plus, it took the
attention off me and it was still a little scary playing this game and
being all out in the open like this.

   The ride operator recognized us and seated Wanda and me in the front
again.  Needless to say, we got soaked, and I could once more see the color
in her nipples.  I cracked up watching the ride operator's eyes get glued
to Wanda's tits when we got out.  We were getting hungry after the ride, so
we headed back to Chester the Molester's snack stand.

   "What do you have for Cindy?" Wanda was walking with her arms crossed in
front of her.  That certainly wasn't going to make her dry off any quicker,
but I wasn't about to correct her.

   "Well, I suppose she could get me a soda," said Jess.

   I noticed that Jess's dress had started to sag significantly in front.
The water must have made it heavier, and there weren't any straps to really
hold it up.  I'd have to keep this is mind.

   "That's not too bad, what do you want?" I asked, looking over at her.  I
tried to think of something I could get her back with to take advantage of
her dress.

   "Oh, you know, whatever," She smiled, an innocent look on her face,
"Just let me know what you want me to do before you go get it."

   "Wait, all you're making her do is get a soda?" Wanda was suddenly
suspicious, wondering if Jess and I were starting an informal alliance
against here.

   "Well, I'm thirsty," replied Jess.

   We got to the table we sat at earlier and Jess sat down facing the snack
stand.  Wanda sat opposite her.  "Maybe you can respond in kind?" Jess said
to me.

   "Alright..." I thought of something as I sat down next to Wanda.  "Get
me a soda, and just shake your boobs a little, you know, give him a bit of
a show," Jess shrugged.

   "Sure, that seems fine," She smiled and motioned for me to get her
drink.

   I got up and went over to the guy.  "Hey there," I smiled, "Can I get a
small cola?"

   "Sure." He filled a cup.  "Here ya go.  $1.25."

   "Um..." I didn't have any money, so I patted at my pocket-less skirt and
hoodie, my bra-less breasts bouncing slightly with the motion in the thin,
wet fabric, and looked over my shoulder.  Jess was looking at me and got up
as I motioned to her, "Jess will pay, just a sec!"

   I turned and started walking back, "Oops, I didn't have money!" I said
to Jess as she came up to me and headed for the guy.

   "I got it," she smiled as I turned toward the table.  But as I stepped
forward, my foot caught on something, and I stumbled.  I almost spilled
Jess's drink, but I managed to keep a grip on it.  Unfortunately, to do so
I had to splay my legs out wide and lean forward pretty far.  This made my
wet skirt ride up my ass, leaving my butt cheeks hanging out for our snack
guy as the wet fabric clung to my back.

   I spun around, red faced.  He was staring right at me and Jess was
smiling.  I fixed the back of my skirt, but as I looked down I noticed my
bush was peeking out the front as well.  I slid down the front of my skirt
too and made it back to the table, still red.  It had been rather
embarrassing to show off on that ride, but one-on-one with a stranger was a
very different kind of embarrassment.  Especially with that look on his
face.  I was mortified.

   "Now I understand," Wanda gestured to Jess, "It was her plan to trip you
all along.  Sneaky!"

   "She tripped me?" I looked back at her talking with the snack guy. 
She'd ordered two large drinks.  I guess what I had gotten her wasn't
enough.

   "Too bad you aren't getting her back with something," Wanda said, some
disappointment in her voice.

   "You never know, it might work out..." I watched as Jess bent forward a
little more than necessary to pick up the two drinks.  She stood up
quickly, but only lifted the drinks a little.  This was clearly her trick
to make her tits bounce, and it seemed to work rather well because the
snack guy's eyes popped when she did it.

   She laughed and said something to him, and he smiled at her, his eyes
glued to her chest.  She turned around and started walking back.  Her dress
had clearly failed her just as I'd figured it would, but she wasn't fixing
it!  She was walking back here with her tits just hanging out.

   Without her breasts to hang onto, the top of her dress started to slide
down as she walked, and it almost made it to her belly button by the time
she got to the table.

   "Wow, that turned out pretty good!" Jess laughed as she set down the
drinks and finally fixed her dress.

   "Um, why didn't you do that sooner?" Wanda raised an eyebrow as Jess
cinched the damp, heavy cloth back over her breasts.

   "My hands were full, silly!  Why do you think I got two drinks?" She
laughed, clearly unencumbered by sanity, or at least modesty, "Now, Cindy,
what do you have for Wanda?"

   "Well," I hesitated, a little disappointed by my lack of success in
embarrassing Jess.  I looked over at Wanda and shrugged.  "How about you
just go get us some chips and dip," I smiled.

   "You don't plan to trip me, do you?" She was suspicious, but I was
really just trying to be nice.

   "Nope," Well, not that nice.  Her still-transparent dress would probably
be enough of a treat for that guy, and she might not even notice.

   "Alright," She nodded appreciatively, standing up, "Come with me and
carry my drink, will you?"

   "That's what you guys are doing to each other?" Jess furrowed her brow.

   "I know, we're so heartless!" I laughed as we went over and got the
food. Aside from noticeably staring at Wanda's tits and giving me a dirty
smile, nothing too much happened.

   "Well, that was just great." Jess dipped a chip.  "I figured you could
at least pull down Cindy's skirt while she was holding everything." Jess
paused and examined her chip, "This dip is really crappy."

   "It is pretty runny," I looked at her chip.  The dip was mostly white,
with a sort of translucent sheen.  It looked kind of gross, actually.

   "It almost looks watered down," Wanda added.

   "You know what it really looks like?" Jess grew a dirty smile and bit
off some chip, "Mm...  tastes like it too," She giggled.

   "What are you talking about?" Wanda looked at her.

   "Oh my god, you don't think he...  you know...  do you?" I gasped as I
realized what she was talking about.

   "What are you guys talking about?" Wanda looked at me.

   "You know, it looks a lot like, you know, cum!" I said, poking a finger
in to taste it.  I sniffed at it and touched my finger with my tongue.  It
was an odd flavor.

   "No, don't be stupid.  We saw him get it out of that dispenser. 
Besides, he could hardly serve it to everyone." Wanda rolled her eyes and
dipped a chip in, biting it off dramatically.

   "See?" She said, holding forward the remaining piece.  "It doesn't taste
anything like cum." Jess and I both laughed at her for this.  "Oh hush."
She finished off her chip.

   "Anyway, no one guy has that much cum in him," Jess said, "It'd hafta be
a community effort on the part of the staff." She giggled.

   "You would be the expert on that." I smiled back at the ex-cheerleader.

   "Yes, indeed," she smirked as she sipped some of her giant soda.

   Wanda looked at us, smiling.  "Well then," She eyed the dip, "This stuff
tastes awful, so it wouldn't be a terrible shame to waste it..."

   "Oh ya?" I glanced back at the snack bar, where the guy was watching us
not-so-subtly, "What've you got in mind?"

   "Oh, maybe she gets a little too much on a chip, maybe it spills onto
her chest, maybe we don't have any napkins..." She smiled.  She was
obviously proud of this one.

   "Ooooh, that's a great idea!" Jess grinned wide as she heard the idea,
and grabbed a likely chip.  She scooped almost the entire thing of dip onto
it, holding it from spilling out with her fingers.  She lifted it like she
was eating it and poured it right onto her chest.

   "Oh no!" She exclaimed unnecessarily loudly as she stood up, grabbing at
her chest, "And us with no napkins!" She quickly spread the glob around,
leaving little trails of goo randomly across her chest.  The effect was
pretty realistic, to be honest.  I mean, not that I'd seen a lot of girls
with cum all over their tits, but I imagined it'd look like that.  She
turned from the table and headed over to the snack bar.

   "Ha-ha, that looked really great!" I looked back at Wanda, who was
smiling and eating up the last of the dip.

   "Sometimes even I come up with a good idea," she said, as we both worked
on the rest of the chips and on our sodas.  Our backs were to Jess the way
we'd sat down, so we weren't watching her as we ate.  We'd seen her work
her magic before, and it seemed clear that she was really just getting
napkins this time.

   She hadn't come back after a minute or two, so I glanced back to see
what was taking her so long.  She was gone.  The snack guy was gone too.

   "Maybe she asked for him to help clean it off her.  With his tongue. 
Who knows?" Wanda seemed uninterested.  I turned back hesitantly and we
finished the chips.

   "Oh no, guys, what are we going to do with this dip?" Jess said as she
sat down between us with her back to the table.

   I looked at her, and the 'cum' was still all over her tits.  I looked
back at the snack guy, who was smiling and watching us.  In particular, he
was watching Jess's knees, which she was opening and closing in an overtly
nonchalant way.  He was clearly getting quite an eyeful.

   "You were supposed to clean that off," growled Wanda giving her a mean
look.

   "All you said was that maybe we didn't have any napkins," Jess looked
right back, coy.  "You didn't say anything about cleaning."

   "You know, she's right," I nodded.  "But you can't walk around all day
like that, Jess, it's gross." I stuck out my tongue.  I noticed that Jess
was still opening and closing her legs, so I glanced over at the snack guy
who was still watching her do it.

   "I can't, I can't indeed," She smiled.  "That's why you guys are gonna
help me.  My thing for both of you is to clean me off." She was holding her
legs open a little longer than closed now.  Clearly she wanted to keep the
snack guy's attention for what was coming next.

   "We still don't have any napkins," Wanda gave her a confused look.

   "I guess you'll be stuck with licking it off." Jess glanced at the snack
bar and flashed the guy more than just a smile.

   "Um...  okay..." This was actually kind of an intriguing idea.  I looked
over at the snack bar.  We had his rapt attention.

   "Um, no," Wanda said, shaking her head, "I'm not licking cum off your
tits.  That's crazy."

   "Come on, it's not actual cum, it's just chip dip," I argued.

   "See, Cindy would love to lick my tits.  Why are you so behind the
times?" Jess laughed.

   "Well, I'll scoop it up with my finger, but I'm not licking it off of
you!" She gave in, her eyes darting to our attentive audience member.

   "Great!" Jess leaned back, offering her dip covered chest to us.  The
top of her still soaked dress slid down almost to her nipples.  She stopped
moving her legs, leaving them splayed open, giving the snack guy plenty to
keep an eye on.  "Dig in!"

   I bent down and licked a glob of the goo from her neck.  Jess gave a
subtle shudder as I ran my tongue across her tan skin, making me smile. 
This game appeared to have many new and exciting aspects to it.

   "You know," said Wanda, taking some dip from the top of Jess's tit and
then licking her finger, "this stuff isn't that bad.  Maybe it is a shame
we wasted it after all."

   "Actually, it tastes a little different now." I couldn't place it, and
went down for another glob, this time on the side of the large portion of
her boob that was threatening to escape from her dress.  Jess giggled as my
tongue darted along her skin.

   "It's my sweat." Jess responded almost too fast, as her legs started to
wiggle a little in and out.  I glanced up at the snack bar guy who was
definitely enjoying the show.  I smiled at him.  I was definitely enjoying
being in the show more than I had anticipated.

   "Ya, that's probably what makes it taste a little better," Wanda said,
rubbing her finger into Jess's broad cleavage to grab a spread out glob
that had run down her chest.

   "I'm not sure." My second glob definitely started to give me a
suspicion. I licked some more from just above Jess's nipple, causing it to
peak out just a little from the top of her dress and making her shudder
again.  As unexpectedly enjoyable as it was to make Jess shudder like that,
something in the back of my head started to overshadow my fun.

   "No, it definitely tastes better," Wanda said, getting the last glob of
it from her side of Jess's chest, and slurping it off of her fingers. 
"Ack." She wiped a dribble of it that was escaping from the corner of her
mouth, and sucked it off of her finger again.

   I licked a little of the residue off of Jess's breast on Wanda's side
when a thought struck me.  "Wow, Jess." I was a little shocked at my
realization and sat back upright from leaning over her.  She sat up,
tucking her tits further into her dress now that so much cleavage wasn't
necessary.  "I mean, just, wow," I said, looking at her and glancing at the
snack guy.

   "You figured out what was wrong with the 'dip?'" Jess smiled devilishly,
making quotation marks in the air with her fingers, and started getting up
to leave.  She waved bye to the snack guy and motioned for us to follow.

   "Do you even know his name?" I glanced at Wanda now, who was totally
confused as we walked off.  "Can you believe she did that?" I was still in
shock.

   "His name is Dave and I might do it again.  I gave him my number." She
kept smiling.

   "Wait, what did I just eat off of you?" Wanda was starting to figure it
out, too, and was getting pissed quickly.

   "Oh, it's no big deal, we all ate some," Jess laughed.

   "You're crazy, Jess." I rolled my eyes.  "I figured it was something
like that when I started licking you."

   "Wait, I ate cum off Jess's tits and you knew?" Suddenly, Wanda seemed
more pissed at me than she was at Jess.

   "Hey, like I knew, you kept telling me it was just her sweat or
something!" I wasn't going to win on this one.  I started running my tongue
across my teeth as the shock wore off.  I wasn't sure whether to freak out
like Wanda, or just play it cool.  Ultimately, I decided Wanda was dumb.

   "Oh, pshaw, you knew.  Just wait till I get you back." Wanda wiped her
hand on the front of her dress.  "Ugh, I want to brush my teeth now."

   It was getting darker and the park would probably close soon.  Most of
the roller coasters closed at sunset, I guess for safety reasons, so the
park was already significantly less full than earlier.

   We were wandering around in the sideshow area, with the fun house and
games.  We passed a hall of mirrors kind of maze with a see-through front,
so you could watch the people getting lost in it.  I got an idea.

   "How about you do that maze there, Jess?" I gestured toward it.

   "Oh ya?  What's the catch?" She looked over at it.

   "Um, like, every time you reach, like, a dead end or something, you
hafta raise your dress up a little." Her dress was still wet, so it could
still cling to her pretty well.  She didn't have buttons or something that
would work better for this, so that would hafta do.

   "Ooh, that's pretty creative!" She got a big smile, "I like it!" She
headed off for the game while Wanda and I leaned on a railing facing it. 
There wasn't any line this late, so she didn't have any more spectators
than us and the guy running the game, but at least he was watching her.

   Jess waved at us and stepped in.  She turned toward the front panel and
headed down a hall.  We saw her walk right into a mirror as the hall turned
a corner and she laughed.  She started walking then stopped and slid her
dress up an inch or two and headed off.  It clung well enough to stay up,
and a bit of her ass was now hanging out the back.  The operator hadn't
seemed to notice yet.

   She headed back and took a right into where we couldn't see her again.
Soon she came back in view and walked right into a wall.  She rubbed her
nose and slid her dress up a little more, turning toward the front.

   Now she was peeking out the bottom of her dress in front too, and I
noticed she was shaved smooth.  Seeing her bare pussy, I bit my lip,
surprised at how turned on I was.  It's not like I hadn't seen other girls
nude before.  I guess it was just how into showing herself Jess was.  I
mean, it had been fun watching Wanda get so embarrassed and probably Jess
and Wanda had gotten a kick out of seeing me embarrassed, too.

   But Jess was so unembarrassed, so into showing herself.  It was... 
intense.  Jess just smiled at us and waved, nonchalant about her exposed
pussy.  As she turned, her dress slid back down and she stopped, folding it
up and getting it to stay.

   She looked over at the attendant, and seemed to notice that she still
hadn't gotten his attention, so she walked right into a wall as the path
turned inward from the front.  I could actually hear the thump, and it
seemed to startle the attendant.  He looked up at her as she rubbed her
head.  He seemed to say something, but we were to far away to hear.  Jess
shook her head, and said something back as she rolled up her dress a little
more.  Now he was watching! She started away from us, treating us and the
operator to a splendid view of her little ass as she walked.  We didn't see
more than glimpses of her now until the very end, although the attendant
never looked away from the maze now.  When she got to the exit, the dress
was rolled up above her belly button.  I guess she'd made some mistakes in
there.

   She walked out and the operator said something to her.  She looked down
and looked like she was surprised.  She seemed to chide him for looking at
her, wagging a finger.  As she did that, her dress slid off her tits and
bunched up around her waist.  She was showing her entire tight, tan body to
this guy now.  I had to bite my lip just watching her do it.

   She spread her arms wide, looking down at her dress, and paused.  She
gave him ample time to take it all in.  Then she turned around, feigning
modesty and showing him her nice little ass, as she slowly fixed her dress.
She seemed to struggle with it for a minute, before taking it off entirely
to straighten it out, giving him a long look at her bare back.  After she
fixed her dress and pulled it back on, she said something to the guy and
walked over to us, laughing.

   "Have fun?" I asked as she smiled at us.  I was still biting my lip.

   "It was a blast!" She laughed, "You rock at this game, that maze was way
fun while gettin' nekkid!" She looked back at the operator and waved. 
"What totally awesome idea have you got for Wanda?"



   A Few Good Girls Ch.  01-03

   "Just don't make me eat any more 'dip,'" Wanda stuck out her tongue,
slipping her red hair back behind her ears as we walked aimlessly through
the theme park.  It was getting darker now, so her bra-less D cups weren't
really visible at all any more through her fairly thin dress.

   "Maybe I'll just make her open some buttons now, and keep it that way."
I looked at Jess for approval, my eyes again darting to the bottom of her
dress.  Much thicker than Wanda's, Jess's dress was still fairly damp and
clung tightly to her tan little body.

   I'd seen her naked plenty of times before, but for some reason this dare
game we were playing made it so much more...  intriguing.  I just wondered
if she was thinking the same about my short mini-hoodie and matching
mini-skirt.  I mean, for being Asian, I filled out the top fairly well with
my C cups.  I didn't look half-bad at all.

   "Maybe all but one," Jess smiled, "Starting from the bottom?" For being
the youngest of us, her freshly 18 year old mind was rather mischievous.

   "Um...  maybe just the top three," I replied.  I looked over at Wanda's
dress.  The third button down was well below her tits, but they could still
be fairly safe.  As long as she was careful.

   "Whoa, hey now, I can handle a little water, my dress isn't that
transparent, but that's a bit much," She shook her head at this, "My tits
would totally fall out!"

   "I think it's pretty tame compared to me showing literally everything to
the maze guy." Jess pointed back where we'd just come.

   "Ya, it's not too much, I think that's what you should do," I nodded. 
"Alright, undo'em.  The top three."

   "I don't think..." Wanda started.

   "It could be the bottom three," Jess suggested.  "Or five."

   "No, I pick the top.  And three." I shook my head.  "It's all
precarious-like." We looked at Wanda and waited.

   "Um, no, I'm not doing it." She looked defiantly at me, then at Jess. 
Jess held out her hand.

   "Give'em here then." Jess smiled.  Wanda looked around, but the park was
fairly empty and the only people nearby were walking away from us.  She
quickly lifted her dress up and slid her panties down her legs.  She
stepped out of them and handed'em to Jess, fixing her dress back down
quickly.  "That wasn't so hard, was it?" Jess packed the panties into her
already over-flowing purse.  "I hope I can fit more clothes in here," she
said, squeezing it closed.

   "It's not like we have much more to give up," Wanda said, trying to see
if her pussy hair was visible through her dress.  It was.  She had a cute
little landing strip of fiery red pretty clearly visible through the
fabric.

   "Oh, I'm sure someone'll be taking off something else..." Jess smiled at
me, as it was now Wanda's turn to pick my thing to do.

   "Well, now that I'm undies-free, I won't feel bad at all for my idea. 
Let's go back to 'Dave,'" Wanda replied, turning back toward the part of
the park with the snack bar where we'd started the game.  "I'm gonna use
both my dares."

   We walked back to Dave, passing a few clock-watching attendants on the
way, and only one or two remaining guests.  I noticed that Wanda got a few
more looks than Jess or I, all at her fairly visible bright strip of fur.
It was surprising how well it stood out when even her nipples barely
showed, but I guess the bottom of her dress stayed wet longer from the log
ride.  Gravity and such.

   "Well, what's your plan?" Jess asked as we came up to the snack bar. 
Dave noticeably brightened up at our arrival and Jess smiled at him, waving
her fingers.

   "Make out with each other," Wanda said, crossing her arms.

   "Make out?" I looked at Jess and bit my lip again.  My thoughts rushed
to Jess's sexy little bald beaver peaking out back at the maze.

   "Make out?  That's all you got?  That's pretty weak." Jess raised an
eyebrow at her, putting her hands on her hips.

   "Um, no, it's good," I smiled, looking over at Jess.

   "Good?" She gave me an appraising look, "Maybe...  maybe we can make it
good," She glanced over at Dave and smiled, then looked back at me.  I
looked over and saw that we most definitely had his full attention already.


   "Well?" Wanda tapped a foot, "Are you gonna get to it or are you gonna
try to fit a hoodie and a dress in that purse?"

   I smiled, enjoying the mental image of Jess stripping out of her dress
right here, in the park, and stepped up to her.  She put her hand on my
waist and pulled me close.  First just a gentle peck, then a bit more.  I
slid my arms around her back, grabbing her dress, and she slid her tongue
into my mouth.  It felt so good.

   I let my hand drift down to her ass, and gave it a light squeeze. 
surprising us both.  I felt her smile with our lips pressed together, and
her hand came up my side.  She lifted my arm over her shoulder, and then
slid the bottom of my mini-hoodie from just below my breasts to just above,
softly squeezing my newly exposed flesh with her fingers.  It felt so, so
good.

   My mind was racing with thoughts of Jess and her smooth-shaven little
pussy, out here, in the theme park.  Still locked in our passionate kiss, I
pulled her dress up in back and squeezed her taut, smooth, bare butt.  She
giggled at this and gently bit my lower lip with a smile.  I shivered.  It
felt great.

   She pulled back a little, and we kissed lightly again.  She smiled at me
and licked my lips, her hand still on my tit, my hand still on her ass.

   "Um..." Wanda started, "Alright then..." I turned my eyes from Jess and
glanced at Wanda.  She was stunned and I started giggling.

   I looked over at our other audience member.  He smiled broadly, his eyes
darting from my tits to Jess's bare ass.  He wasn't what I cared about
right now.  I looked back to Jess, running my fingers across her smooth
butt cheek with a smile.

   "Well, that was fun!" Jess stepped away from me, leaving my tits on
display as she pointed her bare behind at Dave.  She toyingly searched for
the back hem of her dress by running her fingers up and down her butt cheek
a few times before finally covering back up.

   "Ya, this game is pretty awesome." I grinned at Jess, suddenly aware of
my heart racing as I slid my titties back into my top and caught my breath.


   "So, Wanda, let's have those buttons open." Jess looked up, hands on her
hips again.

   "Wait, what?" She shook off her stunned surprise at our little show and
glared over at Jess.  "You can't make me do something I've already refused.
I've, like, bought immunity."

   "Um, no.  You either do the dare, or strip.  That's the game.  There's
no immunity." Jess looked at me, "Right?"

   "Right," I sighed softly, my heart still fast, then thought for a
second. "Wanda makes sense, though." I said, "I mean, you could just say
the same outrageous things over and over and force her to strip
completely." It did make sense.  "That wouldn't be fair." My heart was
starting to pound less now.

   "See?" Wanda stepped over next to me, "Not fair at all."

   "Well, I guess I'll make it fair then..." Jess looked at me, "I want you
to undo your hoodie again as well.  To stay." She smiled.

   "Whoa, hey now!" I stepped back, "I can't keep this unzipped, it'll
totally fall apart, it's too small for that." I gestured over to Dave,
"Showing them to you and your little boy-toy there is one thing, but I can
hardly walk around with my tits out."

   "Fair's fair, though." Jess smiled and looked at Wanda, "Would that be a
fair deal?"

   To my horror, Wanda actually considered this idea, "Um, I guess that's
fair, since you're doing it to both of us." She nodded.  "Besides, if you
don't think it's fair, Cindy, you can just take your hoodie off."
Apparently overcoming her dislike of Jess's idea, she was grinning at me,
evily.

   I gave her a dirty look as she undid her top button.  Just that one
button extended her cleavage most of the way down her tits, and when she
undid the second it looked like enough to let them spill out right there.
She undid the third and they were almost actively trying to escape, but she
tugged at her dress and trapped them in for the time being.

   "Your turn," Jess said, looking to me.  I screwed up my lips and slid my
hoodie's zipper down halfway.  The mini-hoodie only covered to just under
my tits.  So, much further and it would come totally open anyway.  If it
was gonna stay like this -- I figured she wouldn't want me to open it as
much as earlier.

   "That's not far enough!" Wanda cried, pointing at her own tits, "Look
how far I had to go, make her do more, Jess!"

   "You're right, not far enough at all.  It hasta be fair!" Jess reached
out and pulled at the zipper.  I defensively grabbed at her hand and jumped
back, saving my tits from her with a snapping sound, but not by very much.
She did manage to unzip the hoodie almost to the bottom, leaving less than
half an inch together now.

   Then I noticed Jess was grinning like mad and I realized why there had
been a snapping sound.  The cheap zipper had broken when I jumped back and
now my hoodie was stuck like this.  The zipper teeth still together were
held out from touching my skin by the tension from my tits.  The top was
split wide, showing even more of my breasts than Wanda was of hers, and I
feared for the stability of my poor broken zipper under that stress.  There
were only five or six zipper teeth holding my tits in, and they didn't look
too strong.

   "There we go." Jess held up the broken off zipper piece -- "Won't be
needing this..." She plopped it into her purse.

   "Very nice," Wanda said happily.  "That's fair." She seemed to relish my
exposure.

   I realized Dave had been watching this entire exchange and I looked over
at him.  He smiled, noticeably staring at my cleavage.  I twisted my lips
to one side and got an idea.  He'd seen my tits fairly plainly.  It'd be
fun for him to see more.  Anyway, he wasn't what really I cared about right
now.  Or, at least, not so much who.

   I turned my back to him an set my legs apart, bending over forward.  I
was never a cheerleader like Jess had been, so I couldn't bend over far
enough to pull my skirt all the way up my ass, but I could feel it had gone
far enough for my purpose.  I slid my hand between my legs and pushed a
finger into my exposed pussy.  I was very wet already from what we'd been
doing, and it slid in easily.  I bit my lip with the sensation, my heart
starting to pound.

   I slid my finger in and out slowly, spreading my juices around.  I bit
down hard as my kiss with Jess flashed into my mind and I let out a quiet
murmur.  Holding back the feeling in my chest, I pulled my finger out,
practically dripping.  Standing up, my skirt slid back down my ass and I
offered the soaking finger to Jess.  She raised an eyebrow and I said, "Or
would you rather take off your dress?"

   She looked over at Dave, who was awestruck, and she grew a big grin. 
She leaned forward, still looking over at Dave, and curved her tongue out,
licking my finger.  Then she slid the whole thing into her mouth and I felt
her tongue swish around it.  She was clearly more experienced at these
kinds of things than me.  I wondered just how much experience she had and
suddenly felt that feeling in my chest again.

   "Mmm..." She said as she stood back up, "You're delicious!" She looked
to Wanda, "I wonder what she has in store for you?"

   "I just did that because you made me eat his cum earlier, it only seemed
fair," I nodded toward Dave.

   "Hey, I ate some too," She giggled, "So what did you have in mind for
Wanda?"

   "Ya, I mean, I don't want to eat you out or anything, but I'd like to
keep my dress on," She said, a little nonplussed at my show.

   "Just do a bit of bouncing for Dave," I nodded toward our captive
audience, "Just lean over to ask him how long until the park closes or
something and kind of stand up too fast."

   "That's, ah, pretty weak, you know, compared to the show you just gave
him," Jess licked the last of my juices off her lips.  Another incredible
image frozen in my mind.

   "Sure, but I think it's pretty good," I said, turning back to Wanda,
"You haven't shown anyone your bare titties yet."

   "He would be the first at the park to see'em bare," Jess nodded,
agreeing and looking to Wanda.  "Well?  Do we get your dress or what?"

   "Um, alright, I'll see what I can do.  It's still less than you guys
have shown him, I guess." She headed over to the snack bar.

   Jess and I sat down at the table facing Dave.  I sat with my legs
together at first, but Jess was bouncing hers open and shut like earlier.
She knocked me rather meaningfully with her knees a few times and I started
swinging mine apart too.  It was actually really fun to have him
desperately trying to look up my skirt.  Who knew?  Jess, I guess.

   Wanda was bent over talking to Dave for a while.  I imagined trying to
look up her dress from here, but her hem didn't ride up far enough at this
angle.  He said something to her and she practically jumped up.  His eyes
went wide again.  You'd think he'd've gotten used to it by this time.

   She looked down and was clearly surprised at how successful the attempt
had been, then quickly stuffed her tits back in.  She turned around and
came over to us, already repacked.

   "Yer guys' turn.  Let's go back to the fun house!" she said bluntly and
started off.  Jess spread her legs to stand up and bent way over, giving
Dave incredible views up and down her dress.

   I decided to do the same, but as I leaned over I heard a snap from my
hoodie.  I guess the action strained the zipper a little more and it popped
open another tooth.  I reflexively grabbed at it, but it was okay, it
hadn't popped totally open.  I looked up to see Dave smiling at my chest
and realized that by grabbing the bottom of my breasts so quickly I had
shoved them almost entirely out of my strained top.  My dark nipples were
peeking out of the wide opening.  My heart was a little more fearful in its
racing this time.

   I stood up and tried to carefully tuck them back in, not wanting to push
too hard against the zipper.  I was slipping the first nipple back in when
another tooth popped open and I stopped, feeling panic in my shoulders.  It
was too much of a risk, I had to leave my nipples out.  I looked up at
Dave, then back at Jess and Wanda, who were already a bit away.

   "They don't show too much, do they?" I asked him, my completely unbiased
observer.

   "No, very subtle." He nodded, not very reassuringly.

   "Thanks!" I paused for a second as a much more pleasant emotion washed
over me, noticing that he'd been staring at my tits throughout our short
but casual exchange.  Biting my lip once more, I turned and hurried after
the others.  I didn't want to hurry too fast, for fear of further
endangering my zipper, but I managed to catch up before the fun house.

   Jess looked over at me.  "Oh my, you know, you're not really covered by
that top at all anymore," She licked a finger and softly slid it over my
exposed nipple.

   I shivered slightly with her touch, another wave pouring over me, "I
know, but I can't tuck'em back in without bursting the zipper." I started
to put my arms across my chest in modesty, but decided that the risk of
discouraging further gentle touches from Jess wasn't worth the saved
embarrasment.  The park was pretty empty now, anyway, so no one had even
seen them yet besides Dave.

   "Ooh, tough break," Wanda said, her eyes flitting over my mostly exposed
chest.  "Alright, before we get to the fun house, here's my thing for you
two: I want you to swap outfits inside it."

   "Like, get naked and trade clothes?" I asked, looking at Jess's dress,
which might be a bit tight on top for me, but would certainly be a
beneficial move.

   "Can you get that hoodie off without it breaking?" Jess asked.  I hadn't
even thought of that.

   "That's the dare.  Do it or strip," Wanda said as we rounded a corner.

   "I guess we can do that," I said.  "Jess can just hold the hoodie
closed; it shouldn't be as tight on her, no offense." I motioned at Jess's
smaller chest.

   "Why would I be offended by your awesome tits?" She smiled, softly
brushing her fingers across them.  Not covering up: good choice.  "Alright,
I can do that.  That seems like a pretty neat idea, actually." She seemed
impressed with Wanda now.  "We agree."

   "It is a neat idea," I said, nodding, "Ya, we agree." We rounded a last
corner and got to the fun house.  The operator was on his cell phone and
nodded and hung up when he saw us.  We walked toward him.

   "Sorry, this ride might be closing early." He held up his hand.

   "Oh no!" Wanda faked shock.  "I guess you guys can't do it." She shook
her head in mock dissappointment.  "Wait ...  might be?" She looked over at
the guy.

   "Um, the park doesn't close for another half an hour," Jess said to him,
"What the crap?"

   "Sorry, this ride might be closing early." He looked at Wanda and
coughed meaningfully, eyeing her tits.

   "Oh well," Wanda exaggerated a shrug, "Whatever can we do?  We'll hafta
go." We turned and started off.

   "Well, I mean, one more run won't hurt." He called to us.  She awkwardly
stumbled forward when he said that, and jerked upright a bit too quickly,
freeing her tits of their tenuous cover.

   "Really?" She spun around to face him, significantly jostling her large,
exposed breasts, and he smiled.  "Oh my gosh!  My tits have popped right
out!" She stuffed them back in unceremoniously.

   "Well, no, I s'pose I could get in trouble for that, nevermind girls,"
He smiled at Wanda, "Sorry!"

   She turned around and shrugged as we headed off.  "It's too bad you'd
already agreed," Wanda said, shaking her head after we'd gotten a ways
away. "Now you'll hafta strip," She nodded sadly.

   "Wait, what?" I stopped, that feeling seeping into my shoulders again. I
mentally pictured the walk back to the car.  Jess started laughing as they
stopped with me.

   "Haha, you've got us!" Jess laughed some more.  "That was pretty good,
you get Dave to do that?" She pointed back toward the maze.

   "Let's just say, he was willing to offer something in return for seeing
some super boobs." Wanda smiled as she said this, grasping her 'super'
boobs.

   "Oh my god, Wanda, you're terrible," I said, looking down at my tits,
which were pretty well already falling out of my top already, "Well, I
guess it isn't too much to ask of me at this point, really," I sighed,
resigning to my fate.

   "Here, I'll let you guys do it after we leave.  No sense getting in
trouble for being totally naked in the park.  Flashing is one thing,
streaking is another," Wanda said, being uncharacteristically reasonable.

   We headed out to the car and Wanda got in first, locking us out. 
"Alright, we've left the park.  Strip!" she ordered.  Jess laughed again.

   "I guess this is safe enough," she said, sliding the top of her dress
over her tits, and shimmying it down her tight little body, bending over
with her ass in the air to step out of it and pick it up.  I'd seen her
naked before, but suddenly it felt so different.  I just wanted to kiss her
again.  The only thing she had was that dress, and she just slid right out
of it and wanted to give it away, right here in the parking lot.  She
passed her dress through the window to Wanda, who let her in the car.  She
just sat down, brazenly naked in the passenger seat.

   "Let's go, Cindy." Wanda said, nodding to me.  Suddenly thoughts of Jess
faded and the heart-pounding was switching to panic.

   "C'mon, what's the difference, can't I take it off in there?" I begged.

   "Exactly.  What's the difference, you're showing your tits already
anyway.  Just take off your top," Wanda suggested.  "You've shown
everything to everyone.  This is the same."

   "Oh, this is so not the same." I looked around.  The parking lot was
pretty empty.  As much as this helped, it also meant that there were fewer
cars nearby to give me cover.  "I guess no one's around..." I tried to pull
the top off over my tits, but I could feel the zipper giving way.  I
panicked and stopped before another tooth came open.  There were only three
or four holding it together now.

   "I have to take off my skirt." I twisted my mouth sideways.  "The hoodie
will break if I take it off," I pouted and they laughed.

   I sighed, trying to calm my racing heart, and bent down, sliding the
skirt off my well-formed ass and down to my ankles.  I stepped out of it
and bent down further to pick it up when I jumped to the sound of an engine
starting behind me.  I stumbled forward, my heart exploding, and looked
back.  Dave was on a moped staring at my bare ass.

   He waved, smiling.  I stood up with my ass still facing him, keeping my
tits toward the car, and waved back awkwardly, bright red.  I realized I
was waving the skirt at him and turned back to Wanda and Jess, who were
stifling their laughter in the car.

   "Let me in," I cried, scurrying up to the door bottomless, handing the
skirt through Wanda's window, tugging on the back handle.  Dave just sat
there on his moped.  For some reason, kissing Jess popped back into my
head. I felt my legs soften to jelly as I wondered if Dave could tell what
was happening between them.

   "You should turn around first," Jess said quickly, before Wanda could
let me in.

   "C'mon, I already gave you guys my skirt.  Let me in," I pouted, biting
my lip as my pussy pulsated.  I needed in.  I needed to calm down or I
needed sate myself.  Being stuck out here like this in front of him
definitely wasn't helping me calm down.

   "No, you should turn around.  He hasn't gotten a really good look at
your bush, out in the open.  No one has, for that matter.  Everyone saw our
pussy hair." Wanda looked back at Jess, who nodded.  They had no idea what
they were doing to me.

   "Or lack thereof.  They saw my bald beaver, and Wanda's cute little red
landing strip.  No one has really seen your furry patch in all it's glory,"
she giggled.  "Only snippets.  In shadow."

   I moaned quietly, letting my hungry hand quickly slip over my wet slit.
Biting my lip and holding myself back, I turned around, treating Dave to
one last look at my exposed nipples and honoring him with being the first
person to get flashed my bush totally in the open.  After showing him so
much, it wasn't as terrifying giving him one last look.  All I really felt
was my pussy pulsing as I closed my eyes.

   I heard the door unlock.  I pulled open the door, falling into the car
in a rush, and he left with a smile and a wave.  I lay down on my back and
held my knees to my chest, my heart pounding as we headed out.  If someone
had openned the door, I would have looked like a dripping wet invitation,
and I probably wouldn't have stopped them.  After resisting the urge to
sate myself for a few heart-pounding moments, I felt the heat dying down
and slid back into my skirt, sitting up.

   "Maybe we should stop and get dressed again," Wanda suggested as I got
my seatbelt on.  She'd already left the park and we were back on the
highway.  I wondered if anyone had looked in our windows.  "You guys wanted
to go to the mall now, right?"

   "Ya, I just put my skirt back on." I felt the wetness between my legs
and wondered about my panties.

   "Get dressed?" Jess was unnaturally quiet, and I noticed she hadn't put
her dress back on yet.  Another incredible image frozen into memory.  I
guess anyone looking in our windows had more to see than just me.  "Like,
with our undies?"

   "Ya, with our undies," Wanda said, "We can't really go to the mall like
this, I mean, look at Cindy's tits!" I had forgotten about them.  A mostly
empty theme park was one thing, but the mall would be filled with people. I
couldn't go there like this.

   "Like, with the undies in my purse?" Jess said, playing with her dress
in her lap.

   "Yes the undies in your..." Wanda trailed off and glanced over at Jess.
"Jessica.  Where is your purse?"

   "Like, the purse I might have forgotten at the park when Cindy's hoodie
broke?" Jess slouched in her seat.

   "Oh my god, Jess," Wanda groaned, "Oh my god.  Are you serious?"

   "Um, sorry?" She said, trying to shrink down more.

   "Just put your dress on, we'll buy new underwear at the mall.  You guys
don't even have any more here, and mine will hardly fit you, especially not
my bras."

   "Sorry Cindy." Jess looked back at me.  I smiled halfheartedly at my
naked friend.  She looked at my dark nipples, well free of the hoodie, and
screwed up her face.  She turned forward and pulled the dress up her legs.
She worked it around her body, under her butt and through the seatbelt,
fixing it properly over her breasts.

   "Let's go to the mall," Wanda said.

   A Few Good Girls Ch.  02-01

   "I can't believe you left your purse at the theme park!" Wanda said, her
bra-less breasts bouncing and red hair flying as she glared over at Jess.
She turned back to the road as we came to a red light on the way to the
mall.

   "Don't worry about it," Jess replied, "It didn't have my money in it."
She tugged at the bottom of her strapless dress, which seemed to be riding
a little higher on her tan legs than this morning.  It probably shrank
after we all got soaked at the theme park.

   "Jessica, it's not really your money I'm concerned about," Wanda started
as the light changed, "It's our underwear!"

   I giggled at this.  It was a pretty funny 'accident.' Jess had come up
with a game wherein Wanda and I had lost our underwear, and Jess had
stuffed it all into her purse.  Somehow that had mysteriously gotten left
at the park.  For being the youngest one here, just turning 18 at the
beginning of the summer, she had definitely gotten the best of us.  "Oh,
don't worry so much," I chided Wanda in her comparatively chaste summer
dress, "At least your tits aren't hanging out."

   "Ya," Wanda said, glancing into the backseat at me.  I was wearing a
mini-hoodie that showed off my midriff, and Jess had broken the zipper
earlier.  Now it was straining to stay together with only two or three of
the zipper teeth and threatened to give way at any moment.  Although I had
to admit I had found it kind of thrilling being in the mostly empty park
like this, I was glad I hadn't let Jess play with my skirt, or I might be
showing off my furry Asian bush as well as my dark little nipples.

   "Poor Cindy," Jess said, looking back over her shoulder, "I don't think
we can get away with quite that much exposure at the mall." She eyed my
chest.

   "Well, what am I going to do?" I sighed, "They're already stuck out, and
if I try to tuck them in, the zipper is gonna pop."

   "Well, I can give it a try," Jess said as we pulled up to another red
light, "I can prolly pop some of those teeth back together, atleast." She
undid her seatbelt and started climbing in back.  The guy in the car next
to us glanced over just at that movement and stared wide-eyed at her bare
tanned and toned ass as she fumbled her way through the seats of the car.
None of us had any underwear at this point, so he definitely got an
eye-full.

   She managed to crawl into the backseat and sit down before the light
turned, which was good.  As Wanda started moving, Jess brushed my long
black hair off of my chest and undid my seatbelt, eyeing my broken zipper
as I turned toward her.  She poked at one of my exposed nipples and giggled
as I jolted slightly with her touch.

   "I just love your boobs," She said, glancing up from them, "They're so
much bigger than my little A cups, but still so perky." She poked my other
nipple, causing another small jolt.  "I hate it when boobs are big and all
kinda, like, saggy, you know?  Saggy boobs are super lame."

   "My boobs are not saggy!" You could hear Wanda glaring at the road. 
"You're just jealous that you'll never be able to seduce someone just by
wearing a low cut top."

   "I so could.." Jess furrowed her brow, then looked back at my tits,
"Especially if it was this low.  Cindy, your nipples are just so cute.  I
love'em."

   "Thanks, but can you get them back in?" I asked, looking down, "When I
tried earlier, it kept getting more open." I wrinkled my nose.

   "Let's see..." She pulled gently at the openning of my hoodie, bringing
the sides of the zipper close.  She held the zipper together with one hand,
and gently pressed my nipple into the hoodie with the other.  I licked my
lips as her hands played with my breasts.  She slipped the nipple under the
fabric, and the zipper didn't pop.  She reached over and slid my other
nipple into the hoodie just as smoothly.

   "Awesome!" I smiled, as she let go of the zipper to see if it would
stay. It did.  "Thank you!" I grinned, neither of my dark circles peeking
out now.

   "I am awesome." She smiled back as Wanda came to a red light.  She got
up and started climbing back into the front.  As she tried to crawl
forward, her dress slid part-way up her ass, exposing quite a bit of skin
to the people behind us.  As she placed one leg onto the front seat,
though, her dress rode up the rest of the way, baring her entire rear end.
Just as she did this, the light changed and Wanda started moving, so she
was stuck there for a few seconds until Wanda got up to speed.

   I looked back to see who the lucky viewer was and saw the guy from the
other light had decided to tail us.  This time he lost track, though,
because he hadn't moved at all when the light turned green.  Cars were
already pouring around him.

   Jess managed to get into her seat, and we eventually got to the mall. 
Wanda parked all the way at the back, as usual, forcing us to walk across
the parking lot.

   It was early in the evening now, so the mall was pretty packed.  We
didn't actually pass that many open spots, but we did pass a ton of people.
They pretty much all checked us out.

   Since it was a little dark out, Wanda's fiery red landing strip wasn't
anywhere near as visible as earlier, and Jess's dress left a lot to the
imagination even in the daylight.  This meant that I got the majority of
the stares, and they were definitely at my ample cleavage, which was kind
of enjoyable, and certainly did not instill the kind of panic I'd felt at
the park.

   "Man, they're even tucked in now and every one's staring at me," I said,
looking down to check on Jess's handiwork.

   "Even still, you are fairly well spilling out." Jess smiled as she
looked at me.  Although my nipples were tucked in, the tight hoodie had a
kind of push-up effect and the part of my tits that stuck out really stuck
out, giving me incredible cleavage.

   "Why can't I look this good on purpose?" I sighed as we came in the mall
entrance.  Jess and I looked around and then at Wanda.  We were from a
different city, so this mall was new to us.

   "Clothes stores and stuff are on the third floor," She said, heading for
the glass elevator.

   "Wait, we can't ride that!" I stopped her.  "Everyone will be able to
see up our skirts!  The sides are glass!"

   "Ya, we should definitely ride the escalator," Jess nodded in hasty
agreement.

   "Um, ya, you're prolly right," Wanda said, turning toward the escalator,
"We can't really risk it." She stepped onto the moving pads.  Jess got on
after her and then me.

   "So, I guess we can get some underwear first, that'll make it easier on
us, since someone lost what we had," Wanda stared grumpily up the
escalator. I was looking around at the mall when Jess tapped on my
shoulder. Wanda was talking about something without looking back at us, but
Jess was looking under her dress.

   It didn't take much to see up it, either.  Apparently these escalators
were steeper than we'd imagined, or her skirt was shorter than the
escalator designers imagined, because even from only three or four steps
down, I could pretty well see up Wanda's dress at her bare ass.

   Jess was smiling at me as I bent forward a little to look.  She nodded
behind me, and I glanced back.  Suddenly, I realised that I was probably a
bit more exposed in my little mini-skirt, and stood back up, blushing. 
Jess laughed and put a finger on her lips, and I just gave her a
questioning look.

   Wanda led us onto the next set of escalators up to the third floor, and
was still talking about some of the stores here.  They were pretty much
like the ones back home, so I still wasn't really paying attention.

   Neither was Jess, who was now carefully inching Wanda's dress up her
ass. She got it almost halfway up before Wanda must have noticed a breeze
or something and reached back, grabbing Jess's hand.  Jess laughed, and
Wanda pulled her dress back into place, looking down the escalator to see
how many people saw.  It probably wasn't too many, Jess didn't get it that
high.

   We headed into a smaller name underwear store and started poking around.
Jess gave me a frown when she saw the clerk was a chick, obviously
disappointed she wouldn't be able to flirt her way into a new set of
panties.  And prolly back out of them, too.

   Wanda was bent over a rack of bras, trying not to spread her legs too
much and expose herself, when a guy walked in with what presumably was his
girlfriend.  Wanda was clearly very conscious of her dress exposing her
chest now that we'd made her unbutton it at the park, and bent down
awkwardly to look through a lower rack of bras while trying to keep her
tits from falling out.

   Jess pointed out her cleavage to me, and it was pretty extreme.  Bent
over the way she was, the front of her dress was draping down so that you
could probably see her belly button from the right angle.

   Luckily for the guy, he probably happened to be at just that angle when
he glanced over at Wanda, raising quite likely more than just his eyebrows.
His girlfriend didn't notice, as she was facing the other way, pouring over
a rack of colorful panties.

   Jess giggled and Wanda looked up.  She looked at Jess, then the guy, and
stood up sharply, fixing her dress and heading to a more secluded rack of
bras.

   Jess decided to take advantage of the guy's attention while it was still
on us and went over to Wanda's abandoned shelf, facing her back to her
audience.  She bent over, in her cheerleader, straight legged,
show-off-her-ass way, and stared at the bras.  She looked back nonchalantly
at the hem of her dress and faked surprise that it'd ridden halfway up her
ass.

   She turned around and stood up, reaching down to pull on the bottom. 
She slid the dress down about a inch without un-bunching the bottom, which
was definitely not enough to even begin to cover what she had exposed in
back.  But that wasn't the side that was facing the guy anymore.

   The inch she pulled down on bottom came down on top too, now exposing
her tan nipples.  Tanning topless had made her nipples stand out a lot less
than normal, so the effect was pretty subtle by her standards.

   The girlfriend had moved along to another shelf, and hadn't yet noticed
her guy staring at Jess.  Spying on Jess's show, I decided to add to the
fun.  I slipped the waist of my miniskirt up over my hips, raising the hem
to the very bottom of my butt.  I walked over to Jess, and stood with my
back to our audience, trying not to block his view of her tits.

   "Mind if I join you?" I asked, smiling.

   "But of course, let's just look at these bras aalll the way on the
bottom here!" Jess giggled at me.

   She stepped around the rack, keeping her tits in his line of sight, and
leaned down.  I bent forward, keeping my knees as straight as I could,
which was a lot less straight than Jess had had hers.  I still felt my
skirt slide up, baring quite a lot of my ass, though.  I giggled at Jess,
heart beating as I glanced back to see him watching.  She smiled at my me,
"Now try arching your back while bent over," She suggested.

   I gave it a try, sticking my chest out.  My skirt went quite a bit
higher with this than I'd expected, and I felt the bottom of the hem slide
up onto my back as the waist band slipped up my stomach.  My whole, bare
ass was now exposed directly to this total stranger.  I bit my lip, heart
racing.

   I bent my knees slightly, trying to get a little out of sight, but felt
my furry pussy become exposed from behind as I did.  I was definitely
showing more than I had intended now, and it was a little shocking, but a
lot more exiting than I'd expect, especially after the panicky feeling at
the park.  I wanted to cover up badly now, but it was just a bit too much
fun showing off.  Modesty was fighting a losing battle here.

   Either noticing what I was unexpectedly showing off, or trying to one up
my bare ass, Jess decided to bend her knees out and rest on her haunches.
Squatting down and spreading her legs, she pointed one leg out to the side
to provide just enough angle to give him a clear view of her smooth pussy
lips.  On some impulse, I couldn't help but stare at her pretty little
pussy, and she giggled at my smile.

   At this point I felt like I had shown enough already, and I wouldn't be
able to stack up against that without becoming completely ridiculous.  I
stood up and walked around to the other side of the rack, not-so-subtly
pulling my miniskirt back down onto my hips.

   I had a plan to at least keep in the running, though, and turned toward
a rack where he could see my chest, bending over a bit.  I grabbed a really
hideous looking lace bra from the bottom and stood up fairly quickly,
trying to give my boobs a little bit of a bounce.

   But I was too quick.  Doing this in any normal top would have just
provided a rather eye catching jiggle, if I do say so myself, but my
already compromised little hoodie couldn't handle the stress of my C cups
bouncing that much.  The zipper finally popped open the rest of the way,
and the front sprang apart with relief.

   Gasping in shock for real this time, I felt that tense feeling of panic
spark in my shoulders.  I grabbed the now separated sides of my top and
pulled them back together hastily.  The guy had gotten one spectacular look
at my tits, and when I glanced up I realised that so had his girlfriend.  I
bit my lip, turning bright red, and she gave me a dirty look, leading her
guy out of the store.

   The clerk had been watching us this whole time, and finally let out a
chuckle.  "You guy are pretty good at this," She said, then looked again at
my red face, "Or was that last part not so intentional?"

   "Um, ya, that's not exactly what I meant to do." I fidgeted with my top,
trying to keep it closed with one arm across my chest, but ended up having
to actively hold it together with both hands.  I tried to swallow my heart,
but my throat was still tense with fear.  I was in the mall and I was
practically topless.  I glanced at Jess.  She was smiling.  I bit my lip
harder.

   "Well done," Wanda said, coming up to us, "I'm glad I caught that last
bit.  I guess we should go buy Cindy a new top now, ya?  You pick anything
out here yet?"

   "No, most of this stuff is hideous." Jess wrinkled her nose at the rack
of lace bras.  "No offense, I mean." She nodded to the clerk.

   "No, it really is terrible.  I just work here," She agreed with Jess.

   "Um, can we focus on just getting me a new top?  Fast?" Although holding
my top closed over a bra would be marginally better, I really wanted to get
a new one.  Anything to cover up.

   "So no undies?" Wanda looked at the clothes she had in her hand.  "They
are pretty terrible looking," She conceded, setting them on the counter and
looking at the clerk, "Thanks anyway."

   "That's fine.  That was a pretty entertaining show they put on," The
clerk motioned to me and Jess, "You can drive away customers any day.  It's
not like I'm on commission." She smiled at us as we headed out.

   "So we're not buying undies at all then, it's official," Jess said,
looking through the front window of a shoe store, "But shoes..."

   "Top!" I said, "Top, top, top!  Focus, Jess!"

   Jess laughed at this and said okay as we walked by a few more stores
until she saw an outfit that caught her eye.  "Oooh, me wanty!" Jess
pointed out a tube top and jean cutoff combo that Daisy Duke might've felt
uncomfortably exposed in.

   "Is that, like, the right size for twelve year olds or something?" Wanda
raised an eyebrow at the scant coverage offered to the mannequin.

   "Psh, it'll look great on any one of us." Jess looked at some of the
other clothes in the store as we wandered in, waving her fingers at the guy
behind the counter, "Actually, most of the stuff here is pretty good.  Much
better than the crap at that underwear place."

   I had to agree on that.  Most importantly, though, they sold tops.  I
went over to a rack and started poking through it, vainly trying to hold my
top together with one hand.  I could feel the clerk staring at my tits as
they slipped in and out of his view.  I had my top under control, and he
was really the only one who could see me now.  I could feel my panic
seeping away as he watched me, getting replaced by something a little more
enjoyable.  Besides, he was kinda cute.

   "Hey, this looks like those tops, you wanna try it on, Jess?" Wanda
pointed out a rack with some of the tube tops on it, "I think some o f the
shorts they had are over on the wall there."

   "You wanna try it on first, Cindy?" Jess gestured at them, "Get yerself
covered up?"

   "Nah, you were pretty excited about that outfit," I flicked my eyes
toward the clerk, "I can wait a bit." I smiled at Jess, and she smiled
back.

   "Haha, nice!" She went over to the wall and picked out a pair of shorts,
grabbed a top and went to change.  I went over to the clerk.

   "So, you wanna be our critic?" I leaned my elbows on his counter,
holding one side of my top in each hand.  I kept a narrow space between
them, giving me awesome cleavage.  Judging by his expression, he had
definitely noticed.  That panicky feeling?  Ya, that was gone.

   "Uh," He looked around at the otherwise vacant store, "Sure, I guess. 
This isn't really our busy time." He glanced down at my cleavage three
times in that one sentence.  Impressive.

   "How's it look?" Jess came out in the daisy dukes and tube top, cocking
her hips to one side.  She turned around and bent over a little to show off
her ass in the shorts, and it looked pretty darn nice.  Those tiny shorts
were tight even on her little butt.

   "The ass is pretty cute," I said, "But I really don't think you have the
tits for that top.  What do you think?" I looked over at the clerk.

   "Uh." He was still staring at the shorts.

   "Is he our judge then?" Jess walked up to the clerk and looked at him
for a second before sticking her chest out and pointing at her tits.  "How
do they look?  Not enough tits in there for you?" I could definitely see
the shape of her nipple through that material.  Evidently so could the
clerk.

   "They are clearly too small," I turned my awesome cleavage back toward
him for contrast, and he looked between the two.

   "Well, ya, I guess..." He said, agreeing with me.  I stuck my tongue out
at Jess.

   "Hmph," Jess glared at me, "Okay Wanda, let's show him how more tits
would just ruin the effect." Jess grabbed Wanda's arm and headed back into
the changing stall.

   "You know, we came in here to get me a new top," I said to the clerk
while they were gone, letting my hands spread my hoodie open a little
wider. There was a good inch wide gap there now.  This time it was really
fun without even showing anything really bad yet.  Jess was contagious.

   "You seem to, uh, need one, ya?" He said, fixated on the fresh skin.

   "Do I?" I looked down and shifted my hands, flashing more skin at him in
the process, but closing the gap somewhat for now.

   "Here, doesn't that just look silly?" Jess dragged Wanda out in front of
the clerk.  The tube top was struggling with Wanda's tits, which were
sticking out the bottom slightly.  To compound that, the shorts in no way
fit on her ass, and the zipper was wide open all the way down.  Her fiery
red landing strip even ended before the base of the opening.  I was
surprised she could walk in it without tearing it apart.

   But that wasn't the only new sight to see.  Jess, instead of putting
back on her dress, had opted to put on Wanda's.  She wasn't bursting out
out of it like Wanda with the tube-top, but without fairly large tits to
hold it in place, the dress was sagging significantly in the front.  Right
now it was barely hanging along the top of Jess's tits, but it certainly
couldn't keep that tenuous grip for long.  Jess smiled at me as I raised my
eyebrows at her.

   "Well, maybe you should have gotten a set that fit her..." The clerk
suggested, not yet noticing Jess's dress.  "It's very...  attractive,
though." He smiled at Wanda, who was taking this all very well for being
paraded so bluntly.

   "Cindy's turn!" Wanda said, smiling and grabbing me with one hand, and
holding the shorts with the other.  She dragged me to the back and into a
changing stall, where she slid the shorts off with some difficulty.  "Ug,
that was not pleasant," She said, handing them to me as she took off the
tube top.

   "Um, what are you gonna put on?" I said, sliding my skirt off with ease,
and pulling on the daisy dukes.  It was nice not to have to hold my top
closed anymore, and it would be even nicer to have my tits covered up as
well.  I slid the hoodie off my arms and started pulling the tube top on.

   "It's actually easier to put on like a dress," Wanda said as I twisted
the top straight on my tits.  Naked and standing close to me in the cramped
stall, she picked up my miniskirt, looking at it disdainfully.

   "It's actually easier to put on like a dress," I laughed, and she stuck
her tongue out at me, pulling it up her legs.  It's a pretty stretchy
material, so it fit on her okay, if skin-tight.  It was a little shorter on
her, and her ass hung out in back.  Not something you'd really wanna wear
every day.  Maybe not something she'd wanna wear any day.

   "Let's see if I can get this on, ya?" Wanda grabbed my hoodie and put it
over her arms.  She tried to pull it together over her tits in front but it
didn't do anything like reach across her chest.  She wrinkled her nose at
it, holding the corners over her nipples, her breasts mostly bare, "I guess
I'll just have to hold it over my tits.  It covers my nipples, at least."

   "Haha, ya, that looks great," I said, giggling as I pulled the shorts up
my legs.  They were pretty tight.  I pulled the zipper up as far as I
could, but I just could not get it to buckle.  My hips are a little bigger
than Jess', so that makes sense.  "This'll hafta do for me."

   "Beats the crap out of how well I fit in it," Wanda laughed, surprising
nonchalant about baring so much skin as we headed back out, "We'll get me
something new next." We wandered back to Jess and the clerk.

   Jess had obviously played with her dress, because it no longer
precariously hung along the top of her tits.  Now it was dangling down in
front with a neckline that rode just below her nipples.  From a distance,
it might just look like a ton of cleavage, because her nipples are tanned
almost to the color of her skin.  From the distance of, say, the clerk, she
was showing off quite a lot.

   "Psh, that looks awful," She glared at me, turning to the clerk, "Don't
my tits look much better?"

   He looked at her mostly bared chest again and bit his lip.  "Well, Wanda
was all, like, hanging out on the bottom...  and I like you in that." He
smiled at her.  She half-heartedly returned it.

   "So Cindy it is, then," Jess noticed Wanda struggling to stay covered.
"Let's see what would be good for you..."

   "I like her in that," The clerk suggested, "It's awesome."

   "That's nice," Jess ignored him.  She was kinda running the show on
this, so we let her pick something out for Wanda.  She grabbed a button up
shirt that was cut to show some midriff and wrapped it around Wanda's
waist. She tucked it up under her arms and pulled it fairly snugly.  It
could probably fit.

   "No, that won't do." Jess tossed it to the clerk to put back up later
and grabbed another one.

   "Ya, that was a bit off, I'm not sure it'd fit," Wanda said, lifting her
elbows into chicken wings to hold my hoodie closed over her tits.

   "Yes, much too large." Jess pulled one with a long bottom around Wanda
and it looked like it might barely fit, or it might just rip.  "Perfect,"
She smiled and laid it over the rack.  Wanda snatched it, letting one side
of the hoodie flop open for a second before covering back up.  I think I
heard the clerk almost choke when that happened.

   "I'll just go put this on, then we can pick bottoms." She headed back to
the changing room, her ass noticeably hanging out of my miniskirt as she
went.  The clerk stared absent-mindedly at the bare skin as she left.

   "Well, what bottoms should we go with?" Jess looked over to me.

   "Uh, khaki always works with button-up stuff," I suggested, pawing
through a rack of not so great tops.  Jess wandered over to some pants and
picked out a pair.  I went after her and made sure they weren't Jess sized
again.  Wanda would not go for that.  They were fine, though.

   We waited for a minute or two, looking through the racks by the clerk,
before Jess started getting impatient.  "Where the hell is she?" She set
the pants on the counter and headed back to the dressing room.  I glanced
over at her from where I stood, then back at the clerk.

   "You guys, uh, do this a lot?" The clerk glanced down at my tiny shorts
as I turned toward him.

   "What?  Buy clothes?" I gave him a funny look.

   "Well, um, I mean..." He glanced down at the open button at the top of
my shorts again.  "Do you, uh, come here a lot?"

   "Uh, Jess and I are from out of town," Noticing his gaze, I casually
played with the opening in my shorts, and fidgeted with the zipper tab, "If
that's what you mean."

   "You should visit more often." He watched as I dipped my fingers behind
the zipper, feigning an itch, and seemed to choke on his tongue.  That was
extremely enjoyable.

   "Hey, does it look like I have a bug bite here?" I pulled out the waist
a bit and leaned forward.  He practically scrambled over the top of the
counter to see.  I couldn't help but crack a smile at that.

   "Hey, uh, I know this might seem like kind of a weird question, but are
any of you wear any under-" He asked, leaning over the counter to peer down
my shorts, when Jess interrupted him.

   "Stop showing off your girl fur and toss us those pants," Jess said,
dragging Wanda out front.  I let my tight shorts snap back to my waist and
grabbed the khaki pants Jess had left on the counter.  The clerk, with no
more shorts to look down, slid back onto the floor.

   "Here, Wanda, try these with that shirt.  It definitely doesn't go with
that miniskirt." Jess took the pants from me and offered them to Wanda,
already in a too-tight top and accepting her fate of too-tight pants.  She
took them begrudgingly and turned to head back to the changing area.  "Whoa
now, wait a sec," Jess nodded at the clerk, her own tits still hanging out
of Wanda's low dress, "It's okay if she changes up front, ya?  It
apparently takes her forever to change back there."

   "Wait, what?" Wanda looked taken aback.

   "Uh..." The clerk looked blank, his eyes darting from Wanda's tits to
Jess's.

   "Like, behind one of the racks.  Obviously." I nodded at him.

   "Obviously," Jess concurred.

   "Uh...  I suppose that would be okay." He glanced at his otherwise empty
store and nodded.  "Sure."

   "Great," Jess said, "Just change out here real quick."

   "I don't think so." Wanda raised an eyebrow.

   "Psh, Wanda, it's just a quick swap, it won't take a second." Jess
pushed her behind a rack.

   "But that guy is still staring at me..." She glanced around the corner
at him.

   "We can't see a thing from here," I lied, "Besides, you're barely
covered up right now anyways." That much was true.

   "Let me help." Jess popped behind the rack and Wanda shrieked.  Through
the many gaps in her cover, we could see Wanda fighting with Jess for the
miniskirt.

   I looked at the clerk, who was trying to peer around the rack, "You've
seen plenty of naked girls before, right?  We're not breaking you in, are
we?" His eyebrows raised and he looked over at me.

   "Well, you know, on the Internet..." He coughed, looking back toward
Wanda's bared skin.

   "Great!" I smiled, "Don't worry that he can see you, Wanda, he says he's
already seen those naked pictures of you Jess and I put on the Internet!" I
said overly loudly back at them.  This brought a bit of a laugh from Jess.

   "What?" Wanda stood upright, dropping her grip on the skirt, letting
Jess whisk it away and toss it at me.  I picked it up and set it on the
counter.

   "Thanks, Jess.  Okay, now you should just put the pants on," I told
Wanda.  I looked over at the clerk, who was now leaning around the rack
trying to get a better view.  "Our friend is watching." I smiled.

   Wanda hurriedly put on the pants, which really made it take longer than
necessary, giving the clerk more than one glimpse at her carefully trimmed
red fur.  She came around the rack and they were snug, but fit well enough
for her to zip them up all the way and button them without difficulty.

   "Nice choice!" I said to Jess, "Perfect fit."

   "I know, I'm awesome," Jess agreed, shifting a loose strap of Wanda's
dress back onto her shoulder.  It still didn't cover up anything at all of
Jess's tanned nipples.  She looked over at Wanda, "Let's see the back..."

   Wanda turned around and bent forward a little.  "I think they ride a bit
low." Her ass wasn't exactly hanging out of them yet, but it was pretty
close.  She was definitely showing a bit of coin slot.

   I bent forward and looked a little closer at the seam down the middle of
her pants.  There was something funny there.  "Bend over a little more, I
think there's a stain here, or..."

   "This top can't really handle any more bending.  This is the bending
limit." She looked back at me.  "Are you sure there's a stain?" She reached
spread her legs apart a bit to give me a better view.

   "Ha!" I slid my finger into a hole in the seam and poked her right
between the cheeks.

   "Ack!" She popped upright.  "Oh my god, there's a hole in them?"

   I laughed, "A very small one.  Someone'd hafta stare pretty hard at your
ass to see it, which isn't an unreasonable thing to expect in these." I
smiled.  I hadn't noticed before she mentioned it, but her tits were
definitely straining that top to its limits.  The top few buttons weren't
even closed, and the neck opened down to the middle of her tits.  The
topmost buttoned button looked like it was ready to burst with her just
standing there.

   "It's perfect," Jess said, "What do you think, critic?"

   "Uh, she looks awesome." He had been cocking his head to one side to try
and spot the hole, but straighted up at this.

   "See?  You inspire awe among men." I smiled.



   A Few Good Girls Ch.  02-02

   "Now, Jess's turn to get something!" I looked over at Jess.  We were at
a decent little store at the mall, teasing a clerk.  We'd gone there from
the theme park, where we'd inexplicably lost our underwear playing a game
Jess had come up with.  We'd planned on buying new underwear first, but we
decided it was much more fun not to.  Now we were getting new outfits. 
Wanda and I already had ours, but Jess hadn't gotten anything yet.

   "Why don't we leave her in that?" Wanda looked snidely over at Jess, the
youngest of us.  Jess had put on Wanda's dress, which was much too large
for her slight 18-year-old frame, and the neckline was riding just below
her small, tanned A cups, showing off her nipples.

   "She does look pretty good," The clerk offered.  I just shook my head at
him and adjusted the seam of my new narrow tube-top.  Jess had picked out
some matching daisy-dukes too, which were appropriately much too small on
me.  But with my awesome butt in the shorts and fairly perky C cups in the
tube-top, the outfit was pretty...  effective.

   Jess looked blankly at the clerk, then turned toward the rack behind her
and pawed through it for a moment.  "Ah, saw this earlier!" She pulled out
a really not-so-awesome summer dress with a hideous floral print.  "What do
you guys think?" She held it in front of her, smiling.

   "Uh, ya, not so much." I cocked an eyebrow.

   "I think it'd be a little short on you, Jess," Wanda looked over at the
clerk, "Think she should try it on to be sure?" Wanda was not terribly
concerned with Jess being over exposed, partially because she already was,
and partially because Jess had made Wanda put on her new pants right in
front of the clerk, and the button-up shirt Jess had picked her barely
reached around Wanda's big D cups.

   "Uh...  definitely.  She should definitely try it on." He nodded.  "And
you can change out here like your friend did if you want..."

   "Really?" She flashed me a look like he'd prolly gotten his fair share
of this game, and time was ripe to move on.  "Gosh, thanks!" She smiled
weakly and laid the new dress on top of the rack next to her.  Without
moving behind anything, she started undoing the buttons down the front of
Wanda's dress.  The racks to the entrance of the store shielded her from
the mall, but not from the wide-eyed clerk.

   Of course, it's not like the dress was covering anything up top before,
but when she got it opened down to the bottom and her smooth, taut skin
slipped out of the fabric, I bit down on my lip.  Everything, from her
perky, well-tanned breasts down to her smooth-shaven crotch, was just right
out in the open in the store now.  She was just standing there, totally
cool.  I smiled.  Ever since we'd kissed at the park, I hadn't been looking
at Jess quite the same.

   Wanda coughed, "Very subtle, Jess."

   Jess tossed Wanda's dress on the rack next to the new one.  Totally
naked now, she stopped what she was doing and looked over at Wanda.  She
stood on her toes, peering out the front of the store.  "You don't think
anyone can see me from here, do you?" She looked at us and the clerk, "I'm
okay changing here, right?  You said it would be fine!" She held her hand
to her chest in mock concern, careful to cover nothing in the process.

   "Uh, ya, you're fine right here," He swallowed, "In fact, you can go
ahead and find some more things to try on right now if you like, and try on
as much as you want," He offered, smiling, "No rush!"

   "Oh, I think this will be just fine." I said, giving her a look agreeing
that this guy had definitely seen enough as she picked up the new dress
from the rack.  She slid it on and it fit pretty well.  She definitely had
an eye for what fit.  "It might be a little short," She looked over her
shoulder at her butt as she said this.  She was really good at looking
super cute.  I had to smile again.

   "What do you guys think?" She turned around and bent over, arching her
back.  The dress slid up her thighs, but she looked surprisingly well
covered up.  If she spread her legs though, it might not be low enough to
cover quite everything.

   "You seem to be safe in it." Wanda nodded.  Jess, a cheerleader through
and through, bent down further until she was now entirely doubled over,
sliding her feet apart in the process as she caught her hands on the floor
between her legs.  The hem of her dress was riding almost halfway up her
ass now, showing off her tight butt and clean-shaven lips.  "Maybe not any
more..." Wanda raised her eyebrows.

   Jess looked back between her legs at Wanda with a giggle.  "No?" She
looked up at her exposed skin, "Well, I guess not!" I bit my lip as she
smiled sweetly at us.

   "It...  uh...  looks good to me!" The clerk said.  I wondered just what
he might be doing behind that counter, but only in passing.

   "Ah, well then," Jess stood up and straightened out her dress, "I guess
I'll go with it.  No need to try on any more if this looks good," She
smiled evilly at the clerk, "Let's go, girls." She turned and headed right
out the door, leaving Wanda's dress laying on the rack.

   "Ya, thanks for all your help!" I said, leaning forward and peeking over
his counter only to see nothing more than a tent pitched in his pants. 
Unfortunately, I also showed almost no cleavage in the process.  Tube tops,
they spoil the fun.

   Wanda hurried out after me and when she caught up she tried to stop us.
"Guys!  We didn't pay!  And you forgot our clothes!" She pointed back at
the store.

   "I think he got plenty for the clothes," Jess said, smiling, "Plus, he
didn't seem inclined to come out after us."

   "Ya, and he got replacements, too," I nodded, "That was a really cute
hoodie."

   "Until you broke it," Jess laughed.

   "I broke it, did I?" I stuck my tongue out at her.

   "So, we aren't going to go back and pay?" Wanda was really catching up
now.

   "Nah.  I think we're going to go try on some bikinis," I pointed at a
place a few stores down that had some in the window.

   "I think we could go without," Jess smiled, "We're covered up just fine
as it is."

   "Um, no, we're going to the beach tomorrow, right?" I said, stopping in
front of the store with the bikini, "You apparently can go tanning just
fine without, but I want something to wear."

   "Well, okay, I guess," Jess frowned, "But I'm thirsty.  Let's go get
drinks first."

   "Ya, I'm parched," Wanda said.

   "Yer parched, eh?" I raised an eyebrow, "I'm totally parched too."

   "Ya, I'm definitely parched.  Who's thirsty anymore?  We're parched."
Jess and I started cracking up.

   "Shuddup you guys.  I'm just thirsty is all." She glared at us, "Let's
go to the escalator, the food court is up top."

   "Yes, lets," Jess said haughtily, "We should go to the food court. 
Because I'm so parched.  I'm so parched in fact, let us transverse to the
food court!"

   "I thought transverse was, like, when things are at right angles or
something..." I scrunched up my nose at her.

   "Oh my god, you're such a dork!" Jess laughed at me.

   "At least I don't exist at right angles to the food court," I rethought
this, "Well, I do..."

   "Ha!" Jess stepped onto the escalator, saying: "Let us then be
transverse to the food court, for we are terribly parched!"

   I stuck out my tongue as Wanda got on the escalator giggling, and I got
on behind her.  After a second or two, I looked up at Jess's dress.  She
might be safe just standing around, but it was definitely too short for the
escalator.  I nudged Wanda, who bent slightly to look under it and started
giggling again.

   "What?" Jess turned around, facing down the escalator and placing her
feet unnecessarily far apart.

   Wanda and I both started laughing at this, "You're just giving a large
number of people a good view, is all."

   Jess looked down at her dress.  She pulled up the bottom and peered at
her bald mound.  "Oh ya, we haven't bought underwear yet.  My bad," She
smiled, innocently letting the dress clump up as she let go of it, showing
off even more than before.  She surveyed her audience, smiling.

   "'My bad' psh," Wanda said, "You just wish you could show your tits off
too."

   "I know, right?" Jess said, frowning as she evened out her dress and
turned to step off the escalator, "Here, let's get some smoothies." We
headed over to the smoothie place ordered drinks.  Wanda paid, seeing as
Jess only wanted to "pay" if she wasn't going to actually pay, and I had
cleverly brought no money.

   "Here, I'll get those," Jess picked up the drinks tray and held it in
front of her.  She turned around and looked at the tables.  "You guys wanna
sit over there?" She nodded at a likely looking spot.

   We headed over, Jess carrying the drinks.  I actually got the most looks
out of the three of us now, in those tiny shorts.  I pretended to ignore
it, but it was kind of nice to be the center of attention, especially
without actually having to show more than just some bare skin.  It was a
little exciting, being exposed without being exposed.  I licked my lips and
smiled.

   I sat down and Wanda sat opposite me.  Wanda laughed as Jess set down
the drinks.  "Looks like you can show off your tits now!"

   I looked over at Jess's chest.  The drinks must have rubbed against her
dress while we'd walked over, because now not only was it transparent with
the conensation from the cups, but her nipples were definitely a bit more
perky.  My dark tips would have been pretty obvious like that, but her
tanned breasts managed to make it almost seem subtle.  That is, unless you
actually looked.  "Nice!" I laughed as she sat down.  She just smiled and
grabbed her drink from the tray, poking a straw into it.

   I grabbed one and put in a straw.  I took a sip and stuck out my tongue.
"I think this is yours, Wanda." I reached over and grabbed the one in front
of her as she reached across to grab mine.  I heard a little snap sound and
saw something bounce off the table and onto the floor.  "What was that?"

   "I think it was my button..." Wanda sat back with her drink and looked
down at her shirt, which had indeed popped open another notch.  "Aw, that's
not cool." She looked around and leaned sideways to pick up the button,
which was on the floor opposite Jess.  As she did, there was another soft
popping sound and her shirtfront spread even wider.

   "Ack!" She gasped, sitting upright, and peering down at her chest.  Her
shirt was gaping fairly low now, showing plentiful cleavage down to a few
inches past where the line of her breasts started moving apart again.  With
her large D cups, this might even be considered a rather low V neck, if not
for the fact it was cut like a normal shirt and hung open a great deal
more. Anyway, it was pretty clear she had no bra on, if it was a little
uncertain before.  "What the crap?" She looked a little shocked now.  As
her clothes seemed to be falling apart, I couldn't really blame her.

   "Well, that makes accidents for two of us." Jess looked over at me,
"Your turn!"

   "What accident?  You got your dress wet on purpose!" I furrowed my brow.
"You kidding me?" I stopped and thought about strategically putting my
drink on the floor, but this tube top wouldn't easily become see-through,
so I was probably safe as far as that went.  I set my drink on the table,
trying to guess what might qualify for Jess's concept of an "eye for an
eye."

   "What the crap?" Wanda was still in shock from her top coming apart so
rapidly, and wasn't paying much attention to our sudden tactical
interchange.

   "Here, let me just make it fair." She came over to me and looked at my
tube top for a second.  "Um..." She screwed up her mouth to one side. 
"Hrm."

   "Ha.  I'm safe." I stuck my tongue out at her, confident in my security.
"Even if you pull off my top, I can just put it back on, it's not like you
can break some buttons.  You'd hafta destroy the whole thing." With a
shiver of apprehension, I looked at Jess.  "And you wouldn't do that to me,
would you, Jess?"

   "Nah, I wouldn't totally ruin your new top." She bit her lip, then
reached out to grab the front of my tube top.  I grabbed her hand with both
of mine and struggled for a second before I realized it was just a feint,
and she had already reached under the table.  She had the zipper halfway
down on my daisy dukes!

   "Ack!  What are you doing?" I slid back in my chair sharply, shocked,
and inadvertently helping her goal.  I grabbed the hand on my zipper, and
she started pulling down with both, sliding off her seat and onto her knees
to get a better hold.  I stood slightly to pull back harder and realized
that lifting my butt just let my shorts slide down!

   I squealed as my bare cheeks pressed into the cold seat when I sat back
down, and looked at the surrounding tables, which were definitely starting
to stare at us.  At me.  I gulped, and started fighting with her to get my
shorts back in order.  I was at a better angle than Jess and managed to get
it zipped back up and on properly.  She still kept her grip on my zipper,
though only half-heartedly trying to twist it out of my grip now.  I smiled
nervously at the several people still watching us and wondered just how
much I'd exposed to them in the struggle.

   "Just let me bring it down a little..." She kept twisting at my zipper
tab at the top of my shorts until there was a soft metallic sound and I
felt her pull slacken abruptly.  "Well..." She sat upright at the table and
held out the broken off zipper tab, with the little sliding bit still
attached.  "Don't you just have terrible luck with these?" She smiled.

   I looked down, and sure enough, the zipper was completely gone.  At
least it was zipped all the way up.  I would just hafta be careful.  Again.
"You suck, Jess!"

   "Well," Wanda looked down at her gaping bosom, "Thank you Jess.  I think
that's much more fair now," Wanda said, apparently over her shock after
watching our fight.  She finished off her smoothie, "You guys wanna go get
swimsuits now?"

   "Ya, let's go." Jess got up with Wanda, and I followed.  I grabbed the
remainder of our drinks and threw them in the trash as we headed off.

   We wandered out of the food court and back toward the escalator, where
Jess got on first again.  She turned around to face us and put one hand on
both railings as we rode down.  She put her feet on the yellow lines at the
edge of the escalator.  Her dress would probably have still covered just
fine from behind, but anyone on the level below us would get a fairly
decent angle at quite a bit.  She looked up at me and Wanda, "Can you see
if the guy at the little cellphone shop right down there can see me?  I
noticed him watching as we came up before."

   "I don't think he's looking...  Hey!" I yelled down rather loudly. 
Suddenly, twenty or thirty people looked up at us, including the cellphone
guy.  Jess peaked around to see who was looking, and her face turned bright
red.  I smiled as she glared up at me.

   "Oh my god, Cindy, oh my god," She pulled her legs together and sidled
up to the railing.  Modesty from Jess?  How unexpected.  Even she had her
limits.

   "I think he was looking..." Wanda said, chuckling.

   "Let's go look at cellphones!" I suggested.  When we got down to the
bottom of the escalator, I went around a sunglasses stand and up to Jess's
cellphone guy.  I talked to him a bit when I noticed he kept looking behind
me.

   Jess had definitely gotten his attention again, quickly getting over her
momentary embarrassment.  She was bent over looking at some sunglasses, and
she must have given her dress a little help riding up, because it was
resting most of the way up her ass.  She dropped some sunglasses and bent
down legs straight to pick them up, exposing her bare beaver to me and the
cellphone guy.  Worst of all, she did it totally nonchalant, not even
glancing back at us.

   I don't know what compelled me to do it.  Maybe it was just some pent up
vengeance, or some inexplicable urge, but I reached out to her smooth,
bared beaver and slipped a quick finger between her warm lips.  It went in
with almost surprising ease, her slit already wet, probably from how much
we'd been showing off.  In the fraction of a second before she reacted, it
occurred to me just how wet I'd gotten as well.

   Then she reacted.  She lurched forward, and stood bolt upright.  I
looked around quickly to try and blame it on Wanda, but she was actually
looking at sunglasses.  How just like her to be so totally useless.

   "I didn't mean..." I started, but she smiled coolly and came up to talk
to the cellphone guy.

   "You know, she already has a cellphone," Jess said, accusingly, "She's
just bothering you because she thinks you're cute."

   "Actually, I don't have a cellphone," I gave her a questioning look.  I
really didn't.

   "Of course you do, it's right here in your pocket." Jess reached over
and tugged at my shorts, forcing her hand haphazardly into the tiny pocket.
I just looked at her funny at first until I noticed my zipper popping open
one link at a time as she dug roughly around.  I glanced up at our captive
audience member, who was watching intently as Jess's hand awkwardly groped
at my crotch.

   "Uh, hey now, I don't have anything in my pockets," I started struggling
to get her hand out as the crest of my black hairs came into view, but that
just made it worse.  Before I realized it, she came up behind me and shoved
her other hand into the opposite pocket.  I started feeling a little
panicky, squirming against her to get free as she pulled my hips toward her
body.  I didn't like being a captive, I didn't want to get exposed, and I
certainly didn't like her doing what she was doing to my c right in front
of this guy.

   "Which pocket is it in?" She was pulling aggressively at both sides of
my shorts now, and my zipper snapped down further, showing an immodest
triangle of girl fur.  I glanced up and the cellphone guy was just standing
there, staring at my increasingly damp crotch.  I was trapped here by Jess
and was quickly becoming more and more...  excited.  I bit my lip and
gulped.

   "Ok, no cellphone for Cindy, let's go..." I walked backward, pressing
against Jess's body, unexpectedly aware of her firm breasts against my
back. I pushed her away from the cellphone stand, her hands still in the
pockets of my now fully open shorts.  "Thanks for all your help, uh,
cellphone guy." He just smiled as Jess finally slid her hands out and we
hurried off.

   "Somebody seemed to be getting a little...  hot over there." Jess smiled
at me as Wanda caught up with us.

   I gave her a dirty look.  "Hush you," I stuck out my tongue, still
slightly shaken, and felt my face burning red, "Let's go get bikinis.  I
really need one now." We came up to a swim wear place, and I headed toward
it.

   "Hey, keep your shorts on..." Jess laughed as Wanda said this.  "Okay,
wrong cliche, my bad," Wanda laughed too as she eyed my wide open zipper
and I just bit my lip, looking around, still a little nervous.  "I just
mean that that place has a chick clerk, we should go somewhere with a guy
clerk." Wanda had a point.  Getting clothes was way cheaper today with a
guy clerk.

   "Alright," I agreed and we walked on to find another place with a guy
behind the register.  I tried to be as nonchalant as Jess had been about
being exposed, but people just kept staring at my crotch, and it was really
hard not to notice them.

   "You wouldn't even have a problem right now if you shaved." Jess
suggested to me.  She was right.  I mean, I'd be just as exposed, but I
wouldn't technically be exposing anything.  That seemed oddly arbitrary.  I
looked down at my little exposed patch of fur and felt a little less
exposed.  But only a little.  People still looked.

   We found another store, this time with a guy working it.  As we came in,
Wanda saw something she liked pretty much right away and said she was gonna
go try it on.  The changing stalls were in the front in this store, with
about a foot high gap on the bottom.  I mean, who designs these, for real?
Guys who want to see our underwear or what?  So, ya, Wanda picked one
directly across from the register.  Jess and I meandered around the store
for a few minutes as the guy checked out my crotch until Jess found
something she wanted to try on too. "She's taking too long," She said to
me, "Again.  I'm gonna go see what's keeping her so I can have a turn." She
walked up to Wanda's stall and whipped the apparantly unlocked door wide
open.  Wanda must have been taking off the top because she suddenly cupped
the loose cloth of the bikini top onto her tits, barely covering the ample
flesh, eyes wide.

   "What the crap, Jess?" Wanda glared at her, looking over Jess's shoulder
at the clerk, who was now giving my black triangle a break.  "Seriously?"
Wanda scowled angrily.

   "Why wasn't this locked?" Jess furrowed her brow.  "And what's taking so
long?" She grumbled.  "I wanna try something on!"

   "It's too small." Wanda lifted her hands and showed the top to Jess, who
blocked the view for me and the clerk.  "Just go use a different stall so I
can get my shirt on." She grumbled.

   "Oh shush you.  I don't think it's that small, what do you think,
Cindy?" Jess stepped back and let me and the store clerk see Wanda's
loosely dangling bikini top.  Wanda scowled again and quickly turned her
back to us.

   "Looks perfect," I said, and nodded at the clerk.

   "Um.." He gave me his slack-jawed agreement.

   "Great, now get out here and let me in," Jess pulled Wanda out of the
stall and stepped in, closing the door.

   "But I haven't tried on the bottoms!" Wanda pulled at the now-locked
handle.  "Jessica!  My shirt is still in there!" At this she looked over
her back at the clerk, then down at her slack bikini top.  The side of her
breast was peaking around her back as she smiled faintly and tied on the
top.  At least she hadn't tried on the bottoms yet.

   Jess had hardly been in a moment before she opened the door, stepping
out and tossing Wanda her shirt.  She closed the stall behind her, standing
facing the mirror on the outside of the door.  "Can you see this one
through this dress?" She played with the straps on her shoulders as she
asked, tucking it in carefully.  She looked back at us through the mirror.

   "No, can't hardly see it through that at all," I nodded approvingly,
detecting only the faintest hint of line from the top, "Is it all on?" I
asked, scanning for panty lines to match.

   "Ya, it's on, didn't you see the strap?" She bent forward, straight
legged.  "Look, see, it's right there." She pulled the front of her dress
open in the mirror, so we could see down it in the reflection.  As she did
so, she also pulled up the back hem of her dress.  With her bared ass now
pointed right at us, the clerk let out a cough.

   "Um..." The clerk pried his eyes from her skin for a second and looked
at me, "Does she know she's not wearing the bottoms?"

   "Let's inform her of her terrible mistake!" I smiled at him, turning
toward Jess, "You know you're not wearing the bottoms?" I grinned.  She
obviously knew, but it was still fun to be the one to point it out.  With
her, it was all a game, and it was one I really liked to play.

   "Oh no, I left them off, I figured if you couldn't see the top, they'd
be the same." Jess pulled open the door and grabbed the bottoms, putting
them on as she said this.  She spread and lifted her legs rather
excessively, giving her audience a quick beaver shot as she did.  I glanced
at the clerk as he shifted his pants and I had to smile.

   Finally finished showing herself off, she turned toward me.  "Okay, you
try something on!" She walked up next to my spot in front of the clerk and
pointed at the racks, leaning on the counter.

   "Well, give me a minute, I guess." I didn't really care too much for a
lot of the stuff they had.  Some of it was okay, but I didn't want it to
stick out of the tube top and stuff.  Plus, the clerk was eying my shorts
again, likely with more expectations after Jess's show.  I certainly wasn't
planning anything like that, though.  Then Wanda came over and pulled
something out she must've seen earlier.

   "You should go for this.  It would look, like, not stupid under that
tube top." She held out a strapless bikini top with a matching thong
bottom. Jess came over to appraise our find.

   "Ooh, but in those daisy dukes that thong might be a bit big...  go with
a g-string-y kinda bottom.  Um...  here, this matches fine," Jess grabbed a
suit with a g-string bottom that did match fairly well.  I looked at the
bottoms a little suspiciously, having never worn that kind of thing before.
Jess mixed the two pieces together and handed them to me.

   "Uh, I guess..." I headed into the stall with my two tiny strips of
cloth, locking the door behind me.  I slipped off the tube top, and
shimmied out of the tight daisy duke shorts.  I pulled up the g-string and
still pretty much felt naked.  My furry patch was not covered by it at all
and I felt silly with so much sticking out there.  Maybe Jess was right
about shaving.

   I cinched my black hair over my ears and looked behind me at the mirror
on the inside of the stall door.  The string in the back had almost
completely disappeared into my crack, which felt oddly not super gross.  My
ass was pretty much bare, too.  If I do say so myself, I have a very nice
ass, so this was not a terrible situation.  Still, I looked practically
naked.

   I put on the strapless top now, and tied it fairly tightly around my
tits.  It was a lot smaller than I had thought as well, and didn't hardly
cover my boobs, pretty much just a strip along my nipples.  It seemed to
fit fairly snug, though, which made it relatively safe.  Unfortunately,
Wanda had picked something without a backing in it, and even in the
moderate light of the stall my dark nipples were fairly visible.  On the
beach they'd be pretty obvious.

   I checked myself once more in the mirror and swallowed, openning the
stall door.  Jess turned away from the clerk, who just stared as I stepped
forward into the bright lights of the store.  His eyes on my practically
naked body, I felt my heart start to pick up.  Jess grinned with approval,
though.  I was still almost nude standing there in that, but I felt
somewhat less self-conscious with her smiling at me.  My heart was still
beating a little faster, nevertheless.

   "Well, you certainly hafta shave," Jess walked over to me and held out
her hands, pulling me a few steps away from the stall.  "How's it look in
the back?" She walked around behind me to look as I faced Wanda and the
clerk.

   "Like I'm not wearing anything." I smiled nervously at the clerk, who
was still staring at me.  Wanda was stifling her laughter.  She seemed to
be enjoying my embarrassment a little more than usual and I gave her a
funny look.  I was showing quite a lot, but at least I had something on. 
We'd been showing off more not fifteen minutes earlier.

   Jess squeezed my butt and I jolted forward, a little surprised at the
tingle it sent through me.  She deftly grabbed the thin fabric in the back
of my bottoms as I stumbled and I felt her quickly slide them down to my
ankles.  Wanda laughed, and I heard a muttered comment from the clerk that
made her laugh even more.

   "Ack!" I gasped, turning red and bending down to pull them back on.  As
I doubled over, I suddenly felt Jess slide a deft finger up between my
thighs.  I straightened up, stumbling forward again to pull my crotch away
from her, but not before she'd run a wet finger through my already slippery
slit.

   Having stumbled all the way across the store now, I bit my lip and
leaned up against the counter, my chest pounding from the sensation of her
touch.  I was shocked at how incredibly excited I'd so quickly become.  It
felt like all the teasing we'd done had just been her teasing me, and it
had been building up all day.  Now it suddenly wanted out.

   "Here, he can just hold onto this for you, since it's the same as
nothing anyways, right?" Jess handed the g-string bottoms past me to the
clerk, who set them behind the counter.  Me managed to do his part without
ever taking his eyes away from his close-up view of my tits in that thin
top.  I just concentrated on holding tight to the counter to keep my
unexpectedly eager hands from groping for my thighs.

   Biting down a little harder, I looked up at him and turned back to Jess.
"Um, I think that I'm, um, just going to go get dressed now.  Okay?" Yes.
All I was going to do behind that locked door was put on clothes.  Nothing
else, that'd be crazy!

   "Well now, what about that top?" She blocked my way as I stepped toward
the stall, "Is it sturdy enough for your boobs?"

   "Um, ya, it's fine..." I glanced hungrily at the stall, then turned back
toward Wanda and the clerk, tugging gently on the bikini top.  I pulled
enough to let my boobs jiggle pretty good, and the top stayed in place
fairly well.  "See?  I'm fine.  Let me go put my clothes back on now..." I
turned to Jess.

   "Let me try." Jess quickly stepped up and grabbed before I could get
away.  She pulled it down but didn't pull it off, just letting my boobs
jiggle, still snug in the top.  "It does hold decently," She nodded, "Can I
see how you tied it on?" She smiled.  I glanced over at the stall and
simply nodded, turning my back to her and facing the counter.  The sooner
she stripped me naked, the sooner I could get past her into the stall.  At
least, that's what I'd hoped.  The clerk smiled at me and I smiled weakly
back, not even covering my furry patch for fear of what my hands might
start trying to do down there.

   "Oh no, you tied this all wrong.  This knot would come right off in the
water." She started fussing with the straps across my back.  "Here, let me
show you how to tie this properly." Even though I knew what was about to
happen, when she undid the knot and pulled my top off from behind, I gasped
inwardly with the shock.  Even that thin strip of fabric was a world away
from being totally nude.  Wanda just laughed at me as I felt my heart race.

   "See, you hafta tie it like this," Jess was holding the top and showing
me how to make little loops with the strap.  "I dated this boyscout, and he
showed me how to, uh, tie knots," She smiled, "You know?"

   "Ya, thanks...  Imma get dressed." I gulped and walked quickly back into
the changing stall, leaving her with the swim wear and closing the door
behind me.  I stood naked in the stall for a few breathless seconds as I
tried to slow my heart.  I took a deep breath and looked down to pick up my
clothes.  I had to put them on, and I had to calm this aching need.  Not
satisfy.  Calm.

   But my clothes were gone.  I looked at the number on the inside of the
door, but this was the right stall.  I looked under the little bench, but
there was nothing.  They were just gone.  I bit my lip as my heart picked
back up.  No clothes.

   It occurred to me why Wanda was laughing so much, and why Jess had been
so interested in how well my outfit worked.  I sat down on the little
bench. When she pulled me away from the stall as I first came out, that's
when she must have gotten my clothes.  And sliding her hand between my
legs, she must have handed them across the counter after.  And then
"retying" my top!  How much of that was orchestrated?  Jess was good at
playing by ear, though.  She probably didn't need to plan much.

   I stood for a moment, just shivering with the heat, naked in the stall.
I was way past being freaked out right now, and I definitely wasn't angry,
all I felt was...  totally naked.  In a store.  In the mall.  In front of a
stranger.  And now I was burning up.

   I brushed my hair behind my ears as I silently appraised the stall.  I
sat down and leaned forward on the bench, peeking out from under the door.
Jess and Wanda were both talking to the clerk.  God, I was right here,
behind this flimsy door, totally naked, and I was about to...  thinking
like that just made it so much harder to resist.

   I pulled my legs up, and slid my fingers down.  I shivered at my own
touch, my tan Asian skin hyper-sensitive as the past few hours poured over
me.  The feeling built inside me, my burning lips pulsing as I ran my
fingers through my coarse black hairs.

   "Ahh..." I gasped softly, sliding a finger easily into my slippery slit.
It felt incredible.

   A Few Good Girls Ch.  02-03

   I wanted to scream.  I wanted to press into myself fast enough to hear
the wet sound of it.  I wanted to feel that tense feeling all the way up my
spine, in my bones, filling my body.  I wanted it to burn through me.  I
wanted to writhe.

   But I couldn't.  I had to be quiet, I had to be slow, I had to be
gentle. Or else I'd get caught.

   I was in a changing stall.  Not, like, one in the back corner of a
dressing room.  I was in one of those stalls out in the front of the store,
right across from the register, the kind with a good foot high gap below
it. And I was naked, sliding my fingers in and out as fast I could, biting
down to keep from moaning

   Jess and Wanda were out in the store.  Jess was 18, like me, only tan
and blonde instead of a dark-haired Asian girl, and we'd come here during
the summer after our senior year to hang out with our older friend Wanda.
Wanda was a tall redhead.  Most importantly, she had a job, and money, and
could buy booze.  That was a big motivator for this trip.

   Our plan was to buy all new clothes when we got here, and just travel
super light.  So we were at the mall now, shopping.  Well, we were kinda
shopping.  We'd spent a while teasing some guy who was actually shopping
with his girlfriend and then we didn't buy anything.  After we'd done the
same to a store clerk, we wound up swapping the clothes we'd wore in for
some new outfits.  And now, well, Jess and Wanda were prolly still
shopping. After ending up bare naked in this store, I hid in a stall and
became...  otherwise occupied.

   I'd been at it awhile, too.  I couldn't push harder without making too
much noise and having them hear.  That oddly wasn't too much of a concern
with Jess and Wanda, who prolly wouldn't be very surprised.  My real fear
was that Jess would fling the stall door wide open and say something to the
clerk like: "Oh look, Cindy's warmed up some delicious bearded clam for
you! Want a taste?"

   So I was taking it slow.  But it wasn't enough.  Sometimes a gentle
touch can only go so far, and I needed more.  I clenched my teeth, still
slipping my fingers deftly over my wet slit when suddenly I heard an
unexpected voice.

   "Hey, why don't you try it on in here?" A guy was standing right outside
my stall.  I froze, my pussy pulsating against my fingers.  God, his 'in
here' meant my 'in here.' What could I do?  Frozen, I just stared at the
door handle, stupidly left unlocked.  Almost in slow motion, the handle
turned and the door came open.

   "Um..." The guy we'd teased at that first store stared in at me.  He'd
gotten a glimpse of my furry patch earlier, but nothing like this.  Not
with my legs spread and fingers buried inside myself.  I gulped as we
stared at each other, my body yearning for me to continue, and for him to
help.

   "What?  What's wrong?" I heard a female voice; his girlfriend was
talking.  She was going to see me too, and she woudn't help.  I gave him a
panicked look, and he glanced at her, then turned back to me.  My heart was
beating, and my pussy pounded again as I slowly pulled my dripping fingers
from my aching slit.

   "No, this one is..." He shifted his stance, the front of his pants
noticably tented.  "Um, it's messed up." He said creatively.  He closed the
door and I heard the next stall over open.  "Here you go." I breathed in,
and realized I hadn't done so since I'd first heard his voice.

   "Okay, I'll just be a sec!" The door on the stall next to mine shut and
I heard it latch.  I looked up at my own latch and quickly stood, reaching
over to secure it.  The door openned before I got there, and he smiled at
my naked form with a finger on his lips.  I stood, bare in front of him, my
thighs begging me to go back to the bench and spread them apart.

   "Um...  hi..." I gulped against a whisper, crossing my arms in front of
me.  "Um..."

   "Shh..." He curled his finger, motioning for me to come up closer.  I
stepped up to where our faces were only inches apart.  I felt the heat from
his body and closed my eyes, shivering.  I wondered if he knew just how wet
I was, and shivered again when I realized that he had probably seen.

   "You need a little help?" He smiled at me, his eyes scanning down my
exposed flesh.  I couldn't even feel panic right now, I could only feel one
thing.  And it burned.

   "Ya, can you tell Jess..." He wouldn't know her name, "Uh, my blonde
friend to, uh, come here please?" Something about that hoarse whisper that
crept from my throat made the feeling all the more intense.

   "Um, well, we're the only ones here, besides the girl behind the
counter." He actually gave me a confused look.  Now I started to feel the
panic.

   "What?" I said, a little too loudly, trying to peer around him.  God, if
they'd left...  and what did he mean girl behind the counter?  I shivered
again, as that panicky feeling started to feed into my more dominant
sensation and I tried to concentrate on breathing.

   "Did you say something?" his girlfriend asked.  He closed the door in my
face and I bit my lip, sitting back on the bench.  I yearned to sate
myself, but I couldn't.  They'd abandoned me here, alone and naked, and
that just made me want it more.

   "Um, no, why?  Are you almost done?" His voice came from further away, I
guess he didn't want to sound like he was in my stall.  It occured to me
that he was kind of a sleazeball to this girl.  That could help me.  Wow,
now I was thinking like Jess.

   "Um, ya, I just thought I heard something.  Nevermind.  I'll be out in a
sec." She rustled in her stall as I sat there, just trying to not to give
into myself as Jess ran through my mind.  The latch rattled next door and
her stall came open.

   "Looks pretty good!" he said.  "Here, try these on, I think they're all
your size, find out if they fit right."

   "Um, okay, sure!" She sounded a little surprised by that, but I heard
her return to her stall and latch the door.  I quickly bent down and looked
under mine.  Across the store, I saw that the guy clerk had indeed left and
had actually been replaced by a girl.  How long had I been playing with
myself?  How had no one looked in here?  Had no one looked in here? 
Damn... I bit my lip and tried to think.

   "Hello again." He whispered as he cracked the door open.  I stepped up
to him quickly, almost pressing my face to his.

   "Help me." I looked back and forth between his eyes, yearning to pull
his body against mine.  "I need something to wear."

   "Um, ya, sure." He leaned back a little and looked me up and down. 
"She'll be a minute, want me to just grab you something?"

   "Yes.  Please, anything, I'll do..." I bit down harder, now my eyes
glanced down his body.  Definitely still tented.  "I'll do anything."
Bluff? Probably.  I blamed Jess.

   "Ya?" He looked over at his girlfriend's stall.  "Okay, sure, here, I'll
go buy you something."

   "No!  Just..." I almost stepped out after him as he closed the door on
me.  He was gonna go buy me clothes?  What was he gonna buy?  What if his
girlfriend notices?  I sat down and concentrated once more on keeping my
hands secured.

   After a second, my door openned again and he thrust in a shirt, watching
me grab it and pull it on.  It was a red longsleeve tee with some curvy
graphic and a pocket on it, and had a fairly low hem.  It reached to just
below my furry patch, but the shoulders were a little stiff up top, and it
fit a bit tight around my bust.  It was surprisingly chaste for something a
guy would pick.  Still, I needed bottoms.  I looked at him expectantly, and
the visible buldge in his pants caught my eye.  I had to focus here.  He
stared blankly at me.

   I stepped up to him, pulling my face in close to his.  "Pants?" I
whispered.  Maybe he would take his off.  I strained to keep thinking
straight.  I needed to wear some pants, not remove his.

   "Oh, right, sure!" He looked over at his girlfriend's stall.  "Um, about
doing anything..."

   "Pants!" I glared.  Sleazeball needed to hurry, she wouldn't be in there
forever.

   "Sure, sure..." He looked back at his girlfriend's stall, then at me. 
He closed the door and I stepped back.  I checked myself in the mirror,
tugging on the bottom hem of the shirt.  The stiff shoulders made it so
that the hem rode up whenever I lifted my arms, and the tightness around my
chest kept it up there.  At least the pocket was well placed, so only one
of my nipples was visibly poking out, although they were both definitely
stiff in my present state.  I was covered, but only barely.

   Imagining walking out in just that shirt sent shivers up my spine,
further fueling the fire.  I just wanted to finish so badly, but I needed
to get out of this stall and I needed pants.  I couldn't just sit there and
play with myself, however hot and wet I felt.

   "Hey, I don't really like any of this stuff." I heard his girlfriend
step out of her stall.  Oh god, I thought, I still need pants.

   "You, uh, don't?" He said from across the store.  "Not even these pants
I was about to buy?"

   "What pants?  No." I peered under the door and watched her from behind
as she spoke.  "Let's go back to that other place.  The one with that shirt
you liked."

   "Um..." I saw his eyes dart to me for an instant.  "Um, okay, let's
go..." He crossed over to her and she turned toward the exit.  I stood
quickly, hiding myself in case she looked down.  As they passed my door, he
dropped something and kicked it into my stall.

   I looked at it for a second, then grabbed it, peeking through the space
below the door.  They'd left.  I uncrumpled what turned out to be a receipt
for the shirt, and stared at it for a second.  I turned it over and found a
short message:

   "Happy to help.  If you want to 'do anything,' call me.  - Greg" It had
a number there, too.  What a sleazeball!  And here I was dying to take him
up on it right now.  Well, the least I could do would be to give it to
Jess. I folded it, putting it in my pocket.  I sat down for a second,
trying not to stoke the flames.

   Now I was in the store, alone, without a sleazeball to buy me clothes. I
checked myself again in the mirror.  I might be able to get away without
pants.  I certainly wasn't going to be able to flirt that girl into giving
me any.  I couldn't just take anything.  I mean, convincing a clerk not to
charge us and actual theft, well, those are very different things.  I bit
my lip, picturing the stares if this shirt was more revealing than I
thought, trying not to acknowledge the the wetness between my legs.  I
sighed and steeled myself for the trip out.

   I pulled down on the hem of the shirt and stepped out of the stall.  The
clerk was off putting things on racks, so I just turned and walked out of
the store, holding the shirt down.  I stood there for a second as people
walked by, seemingly oblivious to my attire.  I figured the longsleeves
must have made it seem less revealing, because I only got the standard
less-than-subtle looks from guys checking me out.

   I inhaled sharply as I tried to take a step without holding the shirt in
place.  I could feel it sliding up the small part of my thighs that it
actually covered, emphasizing just how tenuous this outfit was.  Suddenly
those guy checking me out seemed much more noticeable and I shivered as a
shock lept up my spine, the reality so much more intense than I had
imagined.  I should be panicking, but I couldn't.  I was still...  I needed
to finish.  This was only making things worse.

   But where was I gonna go?  Should I just go out to the car?  Should I
try to find Jess and Wanda?  Where would they be?  I decided to go sit at a
bench nearby and pick what to do.  I was getting very little attention just
standing there, but I was constantly afraid of even the slightest looks
betraying exactly how little I had on.  Hiding at a bench would be safer.

   As I sat down, the back of the shirt rode up my butt.  I pulled it down,
but I couldn't get seated without it being partway up my cheeks.  I gasped
quietly as I made contact with the bench, the cold steel incredible against
my burning flesh.  I held my legs together and kept my eyes closed until
the sensation wore off.  This was not going well.  I leaned forward
nervously on my elbows and thought about what to do.

   I had to find Jess and Wanda.  That was what I needed most.  They were
all I had in this town, besides the shirt on my back.  Literally.  So, if
they were still here, the car would have to be here.  So I should just go
wait at the car.  They have to turn up there eventually, right?

   And once I got to the car, maybe I could...  no, that wouldn't cut it.
This was too intense.  I was going to need something more.  Maybe that
clerk from the store where we got all those clothes...  no!  I had to
leave. I wasn't going to be crazy about this, no matter what it felt like.
Even if he was really cute.  Okay, well, maybe Wanda would have something,
you know, useful at her apartment.

   I looked up and noticed a group of guys at a sunglasses stand across
from the bench.  They were all staring peculiarly into the little viewing
mirrors there.  When I looked at them, they all stood up quickly and put
the sunglasses back.  I looked down and decided that sitting was not a safe
choice.  I got up, tugging down on my shirt, and headed toward the
escalator.  The elevator couldn't possibly be safe in this at all.  I
desperately needed to get off...  out!  I needed to get out!

   "Hey, I know you!" I heard a guy's voice as he came up next to me.  No
one knows me here.  I looked over and it was that cute clerk.  I suddenly
hoped he wasn't a mind reader, as terrible thoughts raced through my head
and my wet slit silently pulsated.

   "Um, hey there, um, guy," I said, still walking for the escalator,
hoping my shirt stayed in place.  A soft breeze from somewhere swept over
me, and I suddenly felt very conscious of just how nearly-naked I was.

   "Where are your two friends?" He asked, looking around, "Having more
fun, I presume?"

   "Um, I guess.  They kinda abandoned me." I smiled weakly at him.  He
wasn't checking the hem of my shirt.  That's good.  Maybe it was still high
in back and he'd already gotten a good look?  I reached back, but it was
safely pulled down still.  Maybe he didn't know.  Maybe that was worse.

   "Gosh, I'm sorry.  I see you've gone with a much more modest shirt to
wear over your new outfit in the meantime." He smiled.  He thought I still
had the shorts and tube top on under this.  I guess those shorts were
really short, it was possible.  If he noticed a lack of lines from my other
clothes, he certainly didn't show it.  He did seem to notice my nipple
under the skin tight fabric, though.  As he eyed my chest, I could feel a
subtle tingle where those clothes should be, and licked my lips.

   "Um, ya." I tried to keep smiling, "Hey, I'm gonna go find my friends,
if that's okay."

   "Well, sure.  I'm just leaving work now.  Where are you gonna meet
them?" He stopped, and for some reason I stopped with him.  I looked
around. All I had on was this long tee shirt, and no one was even really
noticing, not even the guy who had tried to stare down my shorts earlier. I
licked my lips again, trying to focus.

   "Um, well, I dunno." I shrugged, then blushed, quickly pulling back down
my shirt hem.  Did he see anything?  "Um, I guess I was gonna go to Wanda's
car and wait."

   "I'll come with.  Keep you company." Ya, right.  Suddenly he's mister
nice, friendly guy.  'I'm not just coming in case Cindy wants to strip
again, no sir, not me.' And God did I.  "Let's take the elevator down."

   "Um, ya, sure, that's okay then." Gosh, I couldn't even talk straight.
How could I be so distracted?  I was practically toying with him earlier,
but now I was just acting stupid.  I needed Jess to take the lead on these
things.  What would Jess do?

   "So you guys get much shopping done today?" We walked up to the
elevators nearby and he pressed the down button.  Shopping, shopping... 
how would Jess take advantage of that?

   "Everything I'm wearing was bought today." That was clever and sneaky.
He wouldn't pick up on that right away.  Very Jess-ish.

   "You didn't buy those shorts or that tube top, you know." Okay, maybe he
saw where I was going with that right away.  What would Jess do?

   "I know." The elevator arrived and I flashed him a
I'm-totally-not-freaking-out-on-the-inside smile as I stepped into it.  It
was empty, and he coughed as he followed me in.  I shivered, partly nervous
with what I was trying to do with him, partly nervous with what I was
aching to do with him.

   "Um, hey, ya..." He eyed the hem of my shirt, seeming to figure out what
I meant.  I glanced around as the door closed, no one could really see in
these elevators.  They were prolly a lot safer than the escalators had
been. Damn.

   I needed to give him more.  I knew it would just make me want it worse,
but I couldn't stop.  I leaned back against the side of the elevator and
lifted my arms behind me, placing my hands on the railing.  The snug
shoulders pulled up on my shirt, and I felt the hem slide up my furry
patch. The bottom few inches of my dark Asian hair must have come into
view. I grinned as his eyes widened, and he shifted his stance as a buldge
appear in his pants.  It suddenly felt really, really good to be wearing
this shirt.

   He coughed, "I see you've lost the shorts," he eyed my chest, apparantly
wondering what else I might've lost.  I smiled, leaving my shirt up and fur
out.  If he looked close, he would prolly be able to see my wet pussy
pulsating with his gaze.  This shirt definitely felt good.

   "If you really look close, you should be able to tell I'm not wearing
anything at all under this shirt." I smiled at him, straightening out a
wrinkle on my breast, and smoothing the fabric over my stiff nipple with an
extremely enjoyable sensation.  I shivered, running my fingers over my
breast again, then breathed heavily inward.  Not the time, not the place.

   "I, uh, I guess so!" He raised his eyebrows and the elevator stopped.  I
slid my shirt back down and crossed out of the elevator, with him
following. This was starting to be very fun.  Definitely what Jess would
do.

   "We're parked out this door." I headed for the entrance we came in
earlier.  As we stepped out, it occured to me that even though the parking
lot was much emptier than earlier, I couldn't actually see Wanda's car.  I
pursed my lips and decided to take it in stride.  He could give me a lift
to Wanda's apartment.  You know, because I totally had a clue where that
was.  Or we could go to his place.  Ya, this was rational thinking.  Fer
sure.

   "Which way?" He came up next to me, his eyes darting to my chest.  A
cool breeze swept by and he got a little better sight of what he was
looking for.  I smiled as I felt the air wash over me.  I was practically
naked out here, in the open, but I wasn't actually panicking.  It just felt
too incredible for me to panic.

   "I think we were somewhere behind that semi-truck." I started across the
parking lot in the general direction of where the car should be and he
followed.  I glanced back, stealing a look at his buldging crotch and
smiled inwardly.

   "You know, if you need a ride, I can drive you home." Yes.  Sitting.  In
a car.  In his car.  With no idea where to go.  Not a safe plan.  It would
be fun, though.  Really fun.  I bit my lip and looked over at him.

   "Um, well," I looked back out at the cars as we came around the truck,
and spotted Jess.  She stuck her arms up and waved.  Dissappointed in some
strange way by seeing her, I sighed.  With a hesitant concern for my shirt
hem, I decided to wave back.  The shirt slid up swiftly, baring my firm
ass, and I pulled it back down casually as the guy stumbled behind me.  "I
found'em." I looked back at him.

   "So no ride then?" He smiled sheepishly.  Poor little lamb.

   "Sorry.  Wanna come say hi, though?" I knew Jess would enjoy this.  She
kinda got tired of him in the store, but that was then, and this was now.
Plus, I wanted to see her tease some more.  I wanted to see her show off.

   "Um, okay, I guess." He followed me through the mostly empty lot and
over to Jess and Wanda at Wanda's car.  Wanda was sitting in the driver's
seat, and Jess was leaning on the side of the car.  She stood up as we got
there.

   "Hey, you have clothes-store-guy with you!" Jess smiled, still wearing
the goofy floral print dress she'd gotten from him earlier.  Of course, she
didn't get left naked in a store, so she had no reason to change.  "Did you
show him your new swimsuit?"

   "Yes, I did." We both laughed at this.  I suddenly wondered why I wasn't
mad at her for abandoning me.  I didn't know why, but I wasn't mad at all.

   "Great!  Wanna see mine?" She looked at the guy, who was confused.

   "You didn't show me..." He looked over at Jess.  "Um, ya, sure." He
smiled at her.

   "See?" She lifted the front of her skirt up, baring her bald beaver for
him.  I licked my lips, smiling as she showed off.  I'd peeked out a bit on
purpose to him, but she was just so brazen about it.  That is exactly what
she'd do, too.  As she covered back up, I wondered if she was as wet as me.

   "Ah, yes, just like hers.  You gals going swimming in those soon?" He
smiled, then looked at Wanda, "You got a new swimsuit too?"

   "Yes." She glared at us, holding the suit she'd gotten earlier out of
the window.  "See?  Mine's made of fabric instead of air.  It's madness!"

   "Haha, Wanda, we're just having fun." Jess stuck out her tongue, then
turned to the guy.  "Well, it was nice to meet you, um, whoever you are,
but we really must get home and...  have some...  um...  lesbian sex.  Yes.
Lots of lesbian sex.  Let's go, Cindy!" She openned the door and pushed me
in, smiling.

   "That's...  good..." He smiled, "Um, goodbye then?"

   "Byes!" Jess ran around to the other side and got in shotgun.  I waved
at the guy as Wanda started off.  He was cute.  I was going to get a ride
from him.  Oh well.

   "How did you get out?" Jess turned back toward me as I tugged on the hem
of my shirt.

   "I guess I don't need to do that." I pulled the hem up to my waist,
baring my ass to the seat and my girl fur to Jess.  I looked out the window
and smiled, safe now since no one could see.  I suddenly wanted to finish,
but right now was not the best time.  I wondered if I'd leave a spot on the
seat.  "What I want to know is why you left me there?" I tried to give her
a mean look, but the only expression I could muster felt a lot less like
'screw you' and a lot more like 'screw me.'

   "Well, I checked on you under the door and you seemed to be enjoying
yourself, so we decided to leave you be.  Plus, that clerk was just getting
off, so we decided to, you know, get off too.  Haha!" She laughed.  So
someone did see...

   "Oh, shut up, we did not have sex with him." Wanda rolled her eyes,
"Cindy prolly got more action than you did.  That guy was a total
sleazeball, Cindy.  We ditched him fast."

   "Well, I ran into the guy who was with his girlfriend at the underwear
store, you know?" I looked over at Jess.

   "The one we were playing with?" She smiled, "That's awesome!"

   "I know, right?  Well, no, not awesome, I was naked and abandoned... 
but, ya." I licked my lips and brushed my hand on my leg.  "But, ya, he was
a sleazeball too.  He bought me this shirt, and he gave me his number so we
can, um, pay him back, I guess.  And his girlfriend was, like, in the next
stall the whole time." I pulled the receipt out of my pocket and handed it
to Jess, who grabbed it greedily.

   "Awesome.  Greg, huh?" Jess grabbed Wanda's cell and punched the number
into the contact list.  "So, did you get to finish what you'd started in
there?" Jess smiled at me, moving her fingers meaningfully in the air,
eyeing my bared bush.

   "Um, no, actually," I laughed, but she hit the nail on the head.  Her
overt hand gesture just drove the point home.  "Not so much.  I, uh, ya..."

   "Aw, poor Cindy." Jess laughed, facing forward in her seat.  "Hey, you
guys wanna go see a movie?" She held up the phone.  "We could pay this guy
back by taking him!"

   "Um, I'm gonna need my shorts back if we go anywhere other than home." I
pointed out.  I mean, it was a bit of a rush at the mall, but I kinda
wanted to not have a rush for a little bit.  I really just wanted to go to
Wanda's and take care of things.  I bit my lip, keeping my hands out of my
rather exposed, and still practically-dripping slit.

   "Meh, I just wanna get home now," Wanda said.

   "Well, we could at least have a movie night, ya?" Jess offered.  I just
shrugged when she looked back at me.  Maybe I could take a quick shower. 
Or a long shower.

   "Alright, movie night it is.  I've got some movies downloaded that we
can watch," Wanda agreed.

   "Oooh, dirty movie night, even better!" Jess laughed.  Now that was a
good idea.

   "Haha, no, real movies," Wanda paused, "We can watch the dirty ones
another time." I smiled.  It was fun staying at Wanda's.

   A Few Good Girls Ch.  03-01

   It was pretty late, and we were headed home in Wanda's car from a day of
fun at the theme park followed by some shopping at the mall.  We were
planning on topping off the evening with a movie night.

   Wanda was a few years older than us, which meant she could buy booze. 
That was a meaningful part of the reason Jess and I had come all the way
from our home town to stay with her for a while.  She'd moved to another
city to go to a specific college, and was working her way toward her
degree, something Jess and I would have to start doing someday soon as well
now that we'd graduated high school. 

   She'd gotten a new shirt at the mall.  It was literally bursting under
the strain of her hefty D cups and had lost several buttons earlier.  It
was open down past the bottom of her tits at this point, so she had some
really spectacular cleavage.  My cleavage was pretty decent earlier after
my top broke, but her breasts were just plain bigger than my C cups and she
could beat me or Jess on cleavage any day. 

   Jess was riding shotgun.  She's a little younger than me, but we'd both
graduated together.  She was wearing a tight summer dress with a floral
print and nothing underneath, which went well with her blonde hair and
tanned skin.  Even her little A cups looked pretty good in it.  Jess was
like that, though: she could look good in just about anything.

   That leaves me, Cindy.  I was wearing nothing but a long sleeve tee
shirt, which went down far enough to reach my thighs, but was resting
around my waist in the car.  There's a long story there, but basically I
had gotten really, really, really turned on at the mall and then I hadn't
been able to do anything about it.  In fact, I still hadn't. 

   Wanda's cell rang and Jess snatched it up, quickly looking at who was
calling and answering with "Hey there studly, welcome to the number one sex
hotline, you've reached Jess, I've just turned 18 and I'm totally legal. 
How can I help you this evening?"

   I smiled, but Wanda just gave Jess a dirty look.  "Give me that" she
said, holding out her hand.

   "Don't worry, it's just your boyfriend," Jess whispered, covering up the
mic with her hand.  "Oh no, hun, I'm sorry but Wanda can't come to the
phone right now.  I'd be more than happy to service you in any way you
need," she said to Wanda's boyfriend John. 

   "Tell him to come over for movie night!" I suggested.  We hadn't met him
yet, and it would be cool to meet the guy Wanda's been doing for the past
year.  I would definitely have to put on pants, though.  That would be a
draw back.  Of course, maybe I wouldn't...apparently, I was still more
turned on than I'd thought.

   "Tonight?  She's not busy!  In fact, we would love to offer you an
exclusive reservation to spend the evening with three lovely young ladies.
Come on over and cum on us!" Jess choked down a laugh with that one, and
Wanda actually giggled.

   "I think we'll be more than happy to satisfy all of your needs about an
hour from now.  So long!  And hard!" Jess ended the call and we all
laughed.

   We pulled into the parking garage at Wanda's, and got out.  The place
was full of cars, but we didn't actually see any people, which was good
because my shirt hem rode up above my hips every time I took a step.  It
was being much more troublesome than earlier and I was seriously getting
tired of holding it down. 

   She only lived on the third floor, but the stairs were for emergencies
only, so we crowded into the elevator.  My shirt slid up my butt and above
my hips as we pushed our way in giggling, exposing everything below it, and
I finally just let it stay.  We were safe here anyway.

   "Modest, are we?" Wanda raised an eyebrow as she pushed the button for
the third floor. 

   "I'm just tired of pulling it down all the time." I absent-mindedly
rolled the fabric up around my waist as Jess eyed my crotch. 

   "So, just how wet are you?" Jess smiled, as unsettlingly forward as
ever. "Like, are you an inch away from getting yourself off now, or can you
wait until you can get into the shower?"

   "Um." I licked my lips, as Jess's topic of conversation started to shift
me slightly from the latter option and toward the former.  "I, uh, I think
I can wait?" 

   "Oh, that's a shame!" Jess smiled at me and Wanda just coughed as the
elevator came to a stop at the third floor. 

   The doors opened to the hallway where a couple were waiting.  I
straightened up quickly and felt my face burn red.  I tugged on the sides
of my shirt, haphazardly trying to unroll it as they eyed me.  Jess started
giggling. 

   "Hey Wanda," the guy said as we stepped out of the elevator and I tried
to pull my shirt back into some semblance of order.  He was tall and
blonde. Well, maybe not tall.  Everyone's tall when you're five two.  He
looked tall to me.  It's funny how when you're nervous sometimes your brain
runs in little circles trying to think about something other than the fact
that you really need to roll down the bottom of your shirt a lot faster. 

   "Hey Ross, Laura, these are the friends I was telling you about." Wanda
smiled at them, trying to ignore my accidental exposure. 

   "You must be Jess, Wanda said you were very...  forward!" Laura smiled
at me and held out her hand.  She was about my height and build, and her
dark hair was straight like mine.  She was wearing a really cute, low-cut
top.  From the look of her cleavage in it, I'd guess her breasts were about
the same size as mine, too. 

   "Uh, actually, I'm Cindy..." I blushed again at her mistake and shook
her hand as politely as I could.  God, people thought I was Jess.  This
wasn't good. 

   "I'm Jess!" Jess said, smiling at them and waving her fingers in a
friendly way. 

   "Oh, um, sorry!" Laura smiled and awkwardly returned the wave. 

   "I can be forward right now too, if you like," Jess gave Ross a grin. 

   "No no, that's okay.  It was definitely nice to meet you girls," Ross
said, stepping into the elevator he'd been holding open, "but we've gotta
go." 

   "Oh, yes, sorry, we're late!  Nice to meet you." Laura waved as she
stepped into the elevator, "Hope to run into you again!" 

   "You can count on it!" Jess said, laughing at me as the doors closed. 

   "That wasn't funny!" I frowned at her as I realized my heart had been
pounding the whole time.  Suddenly the dissipating heat in my face started
to be overpowered by the heat further down.

   "Oh, psh, you liked it!  I can tell," Jess said laughing, "and you made
a great first impression!" 

   "Ya, great." I licked my lips.  Maybe I really could go ahead and take a
shower real quick. 

   "Don't worry about them, they're alright," Wanda opened up her apartment
and led us in.  "Honestly, Laura has 'accidentally' answered the door naked
on me more than once." 

   "Has Ross?" Jess raised an eyebrow as we filed into the kitchen. 

   "Not so much, no." Wanda shook her head. 

   "Pity." Jess frowned. 

   We all wandered into Wanda's bedroom.  She only had the one, so Jess and
I were sleeping together on the couch.  The bathroom opened into the living
room, and took up some of the space between the living room and the
kitchen. The bedroom came off on the kitchen side, sort of a fourth quarter
to the area.

   "I don't know about you two, but I'm gonna change into something a
little more comfortable." Wanda set down the bag from the mall.  "This top
is a bit tight, you know?" She pulled out our bikinis and set them on the
dresser, and set the narrow tube top and daisy dukes Jess had picked for me
with them. 

   She stripped off her new outfit, careful not to pop off any more
buttons. Naked, her large chest swaying slightly with the movement, she
grabbed a thin tee shirt and some pajama bottoms and tossed them on without
any underwear.  We could easily see her nipples through the top, and Jess
gave me a look noting the approved dress code for an evening with John. 
She stripped off her dress and went over to the dresser nude to start
looking through it for something of Wanda's to wear tonight.

   "I was gonna, um, well, take a shower.  If that's alright," I said,
sliding off my shirt and pulling my black hair back behind my ears.  My
eyes involuntarily scanned Jess's tight, tanned body and I bit my lip, my
pussy suddenly hungry for attention.

   "Ya, sure, have fun." Jess pulled open a drawer and grinned.  "Here,
take this with you, I'm sure you'll put it to good use!" She pulled out a
vibrator and turned it on, holding it out toward me.  She raised her
eyebrows, smiling at its soft buzzing sound.

   "Oooh, is that John's supplement, then?" I asked, eying the oddly shaped
device.  I poked it with a finger and felt a slight shiver at the sensation
it made on my skin. 

   "If so, he sure needs a lot of supplements!" Jess tossed the
still-humming device on the bed and turned back to rifle through the
drawer. I could hear a lot of toys being moved around and wondered just
what else might be in there.

   "Haha, Jess," Wanda rolled her eyes.  "Just get something on.  And wear
underwear." She grabbed the vibrator and turned it off, tossing it back in
the drawer.

   "Okay, Ms.  Double-Standard, I'll just wear my bikni under this shirt
then, is that alright?" Jess pulled out a shirt that looked much too small
for Wanda to even own and Wanda shrugged, heading out to the living room.

   "I'll just take this with me too." Jess snatched the vibrator, setting
it on the shirt as she picked up her bikini.  For some reason, I watched
oddly intently as she slid the skimpy bottoms up her slender legs and
pulled them in place around the curve of her butt.  She set the top over
her small breasts and tied it in back with ease.  She looked over at me,
standing there totally naked and just watching her, and smiled. 

   "I thought you were gonna, you know, 'take a shower,' ya?" she said to
me, sliding the shirt over her head.  It fit her well, and didn't quite
reach down far enough to cover her bikini bottoms as she stood there. 

   "Um, ya, sorry." I smiled back at her and headed out and around to the
living room.  Jess palmed the vibrator and followed me out.  Wanda was
sitting on the couch in the dark getting a movie going as we came in. 

   "Hey, hun, leave the door a little open, wouldya?" Wanda looked up at me
and I paused by the livingroom window, the dim moonlight highlighting my
nudity in the otherwise dark room.

   "Uh, why?" I asked as Jess sat next to Wanda and seemed to appraise my
nude form.  Having her eyes on me made me glance over at the shower and
bite my lip.

   "You know, for the steam," she said, raising her eyebrows.  "There's no
fan and it'll make mildew and stuff."

   "Uh, sure, I guess," I stepped into the bathroom, leaving the door
slightly ajar for Wanda's mildew.  As soon as I was out of sight, I slipped
a finger into my slit, and tensed up as it slid gently across the wet
flesh. I really needed to get in the shower.

   I got the water nice and warm and stepped in, pulling the
semi-transparent curtain closed behind me.  The water felt wonderful
pouring over my body, and I sighed audibly.  I looked at the door, a little
apprehensive with my noise, but it seemed like they shouldn't be able to
hear over the water.  "Mmm..." I sighed again.

   I let my hands wander over my body, teasing along the curve of my
increasingly tender breasts, and down along the line of my hips.  I ran my
fingers through the course black hair between my legs and thought about
Jess's suggestion.  I looked around and found Wanda's razor and some
shaving gel stuff.  I figured Wanda wouldn't mind terribly and decided to
clean myself up a bit.

   I hadn't really shaved there before, so this was a new experience for
me. I lathered up the gel stuff and worked it into my hairs, which was a
somewhat enjoyable experience in itself.  I may even have worked it in a
little more than absolutely necessary.

   I picked up Wanda's razor and decided to start at the top.  I've shaved
my legs before, but this was a bit thicker and much more, well, tender. 
The blade must have been fresh, because it sliced off the hairs with ease,
leaving only smooth skin where the bristled fur had been. 

   I worked the razor around my crotch, slicing off more and more hair
until only a narrow strip was left along my lips.  I'd already gone this
far, and it had been relatively easy.  I ran the blade gently along my
pussy lips and carefully cleaned off the last of my hairs.  I ran a finger
over my skin and once more sighed audibly with the sensations created by
brushing across the smooth flesh. 

   I licked my lips and washed out the razor, setting it down as I began to
rinse my crotch.  I gasped as the warm water ran over my skin, caressing me
in a very different way than before.  I let my hands wander back down to
the newly clean-shaven area. 

   My fingers ran back and forth along my smooth, tender pussy lips, and it
felt really, really good.  I moaned again, safe knowing that the noise of
the shower hid my enjoyment from Jess and Wanda just outside the door.  I
remembered Jess's vibrator, and looked around the bath for any more
'supplements,' but had no such luck.  I had all I really needed anyway.

   I softly slid a finger into my pussy lips, parting them, and the hot
water running over my body ran in little rivulets between my legs.  I
couldn't help but let out another moan, pressing my fingers gently against
my flesh as some of the things we'd done earlier crossed my mind.  The
maze, the kiss, getting trapped, walking around so exposed.

   It was just as the feeling of walking through the mall in only that
shirt started to pour into me when I jumped at the sound of a knock at the
apartment door, followed by Jess's voice talking to John.  My eyes darted
to the bathroom door, which had swung uncomfortably far open.  I stopped my
fingers, my pussy pulsating in protest.

   I turned off the water and hopped out to cross the bathroom and shut the
door.  It swung gently closed, clicking shut, and I grabbed a towel to dry
off quickly.  I was just about done drying my body off when I heard the
knob rattle and the bathroom door swung open.  I pulled the towel up in
front of me as Jess and John both walked into the tiny bathroom.  My heart
pounded in my chest.

   I hadn't actually met John before.  He was okay, but not really my type.
Wanda was a lot taller than me, so she liked guys who were way too tall. 
His body was okay, though.  His arms were muscular, but not too defined. 
He wasn't really all that bad to look at.  His pants certainly bulged
admirably at the sight of me, and my pussy pounded again, reminding me of
what I really ought to be doing.

   "Uh, hi John." I glared at Jess, trying to drape the towel around
myself. I held it up with both hands, some clumps of wet, black hair
annoyingly hanging in front of my face.  I glanced around the bathroom for
something to wear.  John wasn't supposed to arrive yet, and I hadn't
brought anything in with me.  As much as I oddly enjoyed first meeting him
while I was totally naked, I was pretty sure Wanda wouldn't approve.

   "Great to meet you, Cindy!" He held out his hand and eyed the edges of
my towel.  I eyed the bulge in his pants again, and I wondered if Wanda
really needed any supplements.

   "Um, would it be okay if I got dressed real quick?" I looked hopelessly
at his outstretched hand, both of mine still occupied with holding onto my
towel.

   "Go ahead," Jess said, smiling, but not leaving.  "By the way, your hair
looks great!"

   "Oh get out here, you two," Wanda yelled in to us.  John smiled and left
me alone with Jess.  She gave me a dissappointed look and followed him out.
I shut the door behind them, dropping the towel on the floor and sliding my
fingers down over my newly-smooth and suddenly burning skin again. 

   "Well, she'd stopped her cute little moans, so I figured she was good."
I heard Jess say, making me suddenly realize just how little the noise of
the shower had protected me.

   I bit my lip and looked around the bathroom for something to wear,
barely keeping my hands under control.  Fortunately, Wanda had a bathrobe
hanging on the back of the wall.  I grabbed it.

   When I put it on, I discovered that it not only was long enough to reach
the floor, but also rather annoyingly tended to hang open rather than
closed.  I couldn't find a belt either.  I considered wrapping my hair in a
towel, but Jess liked it, so I left it wet and clingy.

   I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom, holding the robe closed.  "You
don't happen to know where the belt for this is, do you?" I asked Wanda as
John checked me out again.  Even when I held it closed on top, the open
bottom of the robe dragged back and left a lot of my legs exposed.  Atleast
everything important was still covered up.  For now, anyway.  They were
sitting together on the couch, and Jess was on the recliner.  The only open
spot was next to John, opposite Wanda.  I opted to stand for the time
being, although parts of me begged to sit on John's lap.

   "No, I lost it, sorry hun," Wanda shrugged, her large breasts straining
against the fabric of her shirt.  Even in the dim light of the living room,
the little nubs of her nipples were still very visible through the
well-worn cloth.  This outfit was clearly for John's benefit.

   "Here, you guys watch the movie, I've already seen this one." Jess stood
up, freeing the recliner, "I'll go take a shower now." She headed into the
bathroom and I stole her place.  I then found out just how lucky I was that
I didn't have to sit on the couch.  It was almost impossible to cover up my
clean-shaven and very wet pussy while sitting in this robe.

   "What are we watching?" I asked.  I felt something lumpy in the chair
and pulled out the vibrator Jess had grabbed.  I gave it a thoughtful look
then stuffed it back into the cushions to forget about it.  Not a good
time. Maybe later.

   "Oh, it's new.  I don't think it's in theaters yet," Wanda bragged
behind me.

   "Oh ya, I think I've seen previews for it." I wondered briefly how Jess
could have already seen it.  "You pirate."

   We watched the movie for a while, and I managed to concentrate on that
instead of my warm slit.  Then, in a dark scene, I saw the reflection of
the couch in the TV.  John had a noticeable erection, and his hand was in
Wanda's pajama bottoms.  Her legs were spread wide.

   Seeing this going on behind me wasn't helping me ignore my still-exposed
crotch.  To compound that, I started to hear Jess through the open bathroom
door.  Clearly she had the same inclinations as me, but somewhat less
reservations.  From the sound of it, it seemed clear she knew just how well
we could hear her, too.

   Even Wanda seemed distracted by Jess's moans.  That was about the limit
for me, and I opened my legs a bit.  I sat there for a few seconds, biting
my lip and thinking rather seriously about the vibrator hidden in the
chair. Before I could do anything rash, though, the shower went off and
Jess came walking out barely a second later.

   I looked back at her and raised an eyebrow.  Evidently, she wasn't
wearing her bikini top under that shirt anymore.  She hadn't dried off very
well and a large portion of the front of her shirt was wet and transparent,
showing off her nice, perky little titties.  I looked at the lower edge of
the shirt as she walked, but couldn't quite tell yet whether she'd left off
the bottoms.  I erred on the side of yes.

   As I looked at her, I noticed something in the window out of the corner
of my eye.  I looked over at the building across from us just as a light
went out.  We could see into their apartment really well from here.  I
raised an eyebrow and shrugged, looking back to Jess.

   "Aw, you stole my spot!" Jess frowned at me, crossing in front of Wanda
and John, neither of whom seemed to notice her existence.  He didn't bother
to take his hand out of Wanda's pants, and Wanda certainly didn't make any
move to stop him.  Jess obviously didn't mind this going on next to her
because she sat happily down on the other side of John, her legs modestly
together, apparently oblivious of Wanda's fun.

   With John and Wanda doing, well, whatever they were doing and Jess in
that short, wet tee shirt, I couldn't help but open my legs a little wider.
No one could see me from around the recliner, so I felt safe enough as I
gently brushed a finger against my smooth pussy lips and quietly sighed. 
It felt wonderful.  I ran my fingers softly against the delicate skin,
enjoying the subtle sensations I'd been longing for all day.

   Just the feeling of my fingers on the newly smooth skin was spectacular.
I was simply touching all around my soft little pussy and it was sending
shivers up my spine.  I ran one finger up and down both sides of my quickly
warming pussy lips, then two.  I pressed in gently, spreading them apart
and baring my wet slit when I was startled by Wanda getting up.

   "I guess I'll go take a shower then, ya?" She said as I pursed my lips
and pressed my very dissatisfied thighs back together.  She headed in and
shortly the water was running.

   In a reflection on the screen, I saw Jess reaching around over her
shoulder rather conspicuously, her tits pushed out at John through the
thin, wet fabric of her tee shirt.  Then she slid an arm up her back, under
her shirt.  She seemed to be trying to scratch an itch.  Ya, right, I'm so
sure.  She pulled the bottom of her shirt almost up to her tits as she
pushed her arm behind her.  If John hadn't noticed her lack of bikini
before, Jess made it much more clear for him.  I could easily see then that
she'd also taken off her bottoms, but I suppose that was the evening's
dress code, after all.

   I liked my lips, catching glimpses of Jess's maneuvers in the
reflections.  I hungrily spread my legs again, slid one finger up and down
my smooth, wet slit and bit down, holding in a soft moan.  I felt my pussy
tighten as my fingers slipped over my skin, and I pressed in.  I closed my
eyes and shivered, but it had to wait.  This was a terrible place to be
doing this.  I couldn't go this far just yet.

   My finger still inside of me, I heard Jess say to John, "I've got this
itch that I just can't scratch." I opened my eyes, pulling out my
protesting finger, and watched the reflections again.  She let her shirt
slide back down and set her hand on John's thigh, "John, can you... 
scratch my itch?" She smiled at him, coy.

   "Uh, sure," He said as she turned her back to him, lifting her legs up
onto the couch.  He started scratching through her shirt and she pulled the
cloth up her back.

   "No, under my shirt." She lifted her legs onto the arm of the couch and
held her back upright, pulling her knees to her chest.  I couldn't see very
well in the screen just then, so I hazarded a look behind me.  They were
facing the other way, and I just had to see. 

   Her mostly naked body faced away from John, but was in plain view to me.
He had a decent vantage of the top of her ass, but he couldn't see her
uncovered tits hanging out in front like I could.  She really might as well
be naked.  I almost wanted to suggest it to her.

   "Mmmm.  Uhhh, mmmm," She moaned theatrically, "That's so good, mmmm." I
had to admit, it was working.  John's clear erection was almost twitching.
I spread my legs a bit wider, sliding my finger easily back between my
burning pussy lips and down inside of me.

   Unlike Jess, I didn't need to fake it.  "Mmm..." I bit my lip and froze
as I accidentally let out a soft moan, watching Jess and John carefully. 
They hadn't noticed.  I was still safe.

   "Oh, that was terrific, John." Jess slid her legs back down and turned
back toward the movie, her shirt still pulled up over her tits, baring not
only her perky breasts, but highlighting her lack of bottoms.  He shifted
noticeably in his seat as she mocked surprise.  "Oops!" She put a hand to
her mouth and awkwardly fixed her shirt, which didn't do a really great job
of covering her sexy little titties anyway.  "My bad!" She smiled at him,
her eyes darting to his tented crotch.

   I stopped watching them and just kept sliding my finger in and out of my
slippery pussy, sometimes drawing little circles around my so-tender clit.
The screen got dark and the credits started to roll, but my mind had
already started to wander off. 

   After a few seconds, Jess coughed discreetly.  "Wow, you can see
reflections really good with the screen so dark," She said, "A bit better
than you could during the movie.  Quite a bit." I froze, my finger still
deep inside, and my heart felt ready to explode. 

   I knew I could see them, but it hadn't occured to me that they would be
able to see me too.  The recliner was under the window, and in the
otherwise dark room the moonlight had made my little corner noticeably
brighter, making me very, very visible on the screen.

   After staring at Jess's smile in the reflection for a minute, I slowly
pulled my finger out of my pussy, against its protestations.  I casually
wiped my hand on the arm of the chair, and pulled my legs back together.  I
coughed.  John certainly picked a good evening to come meet us.

   A Few Good Girls Ch.  03-02

   We were having a movie night with Wanda's boyfriend John.  He showed up
while I was still in the shower, and since I hadn't brought any clothes in
with me I ended up wearing Wanda's bathrobe.  It was plenty long enough and
all, but stiff in such a way to force itself open, which wasn't even a big
problem since I was sitting in the recliner in the dark.  Jess had hopped
in the shower after me, and apparently following my lead she had come out
in just her tee shirt with nothing on under it.

   Wanda was in the shower now, and I couldn't guess what she was planning
on wearing when she got out.  Of course, I wasn't terribly preoccupied with
that, since the movie just ended and I'd been unexpectedly caught with my
hands between my legs via the reflection on the darkened screen during the
credits.  That is, Jess caught me.  I don't think John noticed.  Yet.

   "Well now.  I think we'd all like to do something a little more... 
active?  Ya?" Jess smiled, "Hey, Cindy, can you help me hook up the Wii?"
She got up and turned on the light.  I looked back at John, who smiled at
me.  Did he see?  I looked at Jess.

   Her shirt was resting just along the top of her bare, tan butt, and she
didn't seem terribly inclined to fix it.  She turned around, the front of
the shirt hanging just low enough to hide her bald beaver but still wet
enough to not hide her breasts at all.  She pointed meaningfully at the
Wii.

   I screwed up my nose.  Wanda had showed us how to get the Wii working
before, but I was technologically illiterate.  I slid down onto the floor
in front of the thing and started plugging cables into the side of the TV,
mostly at random.

   "Wow, that bathrobe doesn't seem to want to cover much at all." Jess
came up next to me and started sorting through the games.  My belt-less
robe had split open in front, and sitting like I was had exposed not only
my good sized and perky Asian tits, but also my freshly shaven beaver for
Jess.  With my back to John, the long robe still covered me to him, which
was pretty much what mattered.

   "Neither does that t-shirt." I raised my eyebrows at her.  She was
standing up and had bent over to search through the games, so she wasn't
sitting on the floor like me.  I glanced back at John and he was staring
intently at her still totally bared butt.  "I'm sure Wanda appreciates you
entertaining her boyfriend while she's in the shower," I smiled at her.

   "Why don't you show off your pretty little pussy some more?  You didn't
shave just so you could be the only one to play with it, did you?" Jess
smiled at me and held out some kind of tennis game.  "Here, put this in."

   I looked up at her, then back at John.  "Why don't you?" I raised my
eyebrows at her and she nodded, holding the game up for John to see.

   "Maybe I will," She said to me, then to John: "You wanna do this?" She
smiled sweetly, holding the game up next to her still-transparent
shirtfront.  I smiled, sitting back, my open-front robe baring my nakedness
to Jess but hiding me from John.  I looked over my shoulder at him, and he
was sitting on the edge of the couch now.

   "I'd love to." He grinned at Jess and me, and I smiled back.  She
squatted down next to me, behind the Wii, spreading her legs apart toward
John.  Her shirt hung out loosely in front of her, keeping her covered up,
which was obviously against her wishes.

   "Mmm...  my back itches still..." She handed me the game case, and I
opened it to put it in while she reached an arm up her back.

   Still squatting, she tugged her shirt up until her crotch was well
exposed, then rolled back onto her butt.  As high as her belly button was
exposed as she sat facing right toward John, her knees against her chest.
Her eyes were still closed, and I glanced back at her audience.  He was
staring intently at her now totally exposed pussy lips.

   John seemed ready to burst at this, so I decided to push him a little
further.  "Hey Jess, are you as smooth down there as I am?" I reached out
and ran a finger up between her slightly opened lips.  She was very, very
smooth, and definitely better than I was at shaving down there.  And wet.
Very, very wet.  And, as much from this as from earlier, so was I.

   "Well, hello Cindy." Jess opened her eyes and smiled at me, seemingly
unfazed by my touch.  She glanced behind her at the TV.  "Why isn't the
game going yet?" She gave me a confused look.

   "Um, hey, that's weird..." The console was on.  "I guess it's not
plugged in right?" I got up on my haunches, pulling the robe around me, and
started fiddling with the TV.

   "Is it on the right input?" Jess asked, getting up to let me at the TV
controls, modestly tugging her shirt back down over her butt.

   "Ug..." I stood up and leaned over to play with the buttons.  The TV was
slow to change inputs, so I had to cycle through them until I got on the
right one.

   As I leaned in to check just which input the Wii was actually connected
to, I felt a chill.  Worried about this unruly robe sliding off my back, I
reached around my leg with one hand to see where it was going.  I slid a
hand along my thigh, then up my apparently bared ass, then halfway up my
uncovered back before I gasped and looked back.

   Jess had softly lifted up my long robe, almost totally exposing me to
John.  "Let's just see how smooth you are!" She said, quickly slipping a
few fingers between my thighs.  I smacked the hem of my robe out of her
other hand and stood up sharply, tucking the fabric around me as I felt her
deft fingers draw my juices along my skin.

   "Okay, Jess, you make it go." I pouted, sitting back down on the
recliner.  The troublesome front of my lengthy robe refused to stay shut,
but Jess was blocking the reflection now anyway, so I left it open. 
Wanda's boyfriend couldn't see anything.

   Of course, Jess was practically naked, so he already had plenty to look
at.  Her shirt crept halfway up her butt when she bent over, and much of
her taut, tanned ass was on display as she played with the buttons on the
side of the TV.

   "So...  you guys do this a lot?" John asked me, still staring at Jess. I
glanced back at his lap.  It was...  surprisingly bulky.

   "No, we dressed up tonight." I unconsciously licked my lips.  Maybe I
didn't need to cover up quite so much.  I groped in the cushions for that
vibrator, but couldn't find it.

   "There we go!" Jess stepped back from the TV as I looked up at her.  She
turned around, casually tugging her shirt back over where her missing
bikini bottoms should be, giving John another quick glimpse at what she'd
so recently bared.

   "Here," She bent down with her usual excess, grabbing the two
controllers, and went over to the couch.  "Let's do it, John!" She set a
controller on his lap and he shifted his gaze from her crotch to his own as
she sat down next to him.

   "Uh, this is..." He looked cockeyed at the thing in his lap, and Jess
gasped, obviously feigning surprise.  I looked back between his legs and
discovered where the vibrator had gotten to.  I almost giggled.

   "Oh my gosh!  My bad!" She reached over to grab it out of his lap and
put a firm grip on his tented erection.  "Oops, my bad again!" We both
giggled as she grabbed the vibrator, handing him her controller.

   "Cindy, catch!" She tossed the vibrator to me, and I didn't manage to
catch it, dropping it on the floor in front of the chair.  "We can play
with that later," she smiled at me, "Can you toss me a controller to play
with for now?"

   "Sure," I raised an eyebrow at her and bent forward out of the recliner.
I grabbed the other controller from where it still lay next to the Wii.  My
robe fell open as I did, but it hung down nicely to block John's view, so I
just let it.  As I pulled myself back up, it tangled at my side and left me
mostly exposed.  It was hardly covering me before, but now I was
practically bare with it all rolled on one side.  I was tired of fighting
it and this tennis game was much too bright for reflections, so I just left
it that way and tossed the controller back to John.  All manly-like, he
caught it easily.  Stupid men.

   "I guess we'll play a three point match?" John suggested, pressing
buttons and doing stuff on the TV.

   "I thought they scored, like, 'fifteen love' and stuff in tennis?" I
rolled something on the floor with my foot and realized it was the
vibrator. I played with it with my toes, wondering if it made much noise.

   "Cartoon characters can't count so good, it seems." Jess smiled.

   "Guess not." John started up the match and they began swinging their
little controllers around.  Ya, okay, I was gonna suck at this.  I was
watching the TV, but the game was not much for spectators.  I looked back
around the side of the recliner, and their eyes were glued to the set.  I
decided to bend down and pick up the vibrator to examine it.

   I held it in front of me.  I didn't see any buttons or anything, and
couldn't figure how it turned on.  Rolling it around, I somehow twisted the
back and it started buzzing loudly, startling me.

   "Having fun over there?" Jess asked, keeping her eyes on the TV.

   "Haha, sorry, I was just..." Okay, mostly naked girl just turned on a
vibrator.  Obviously she was just playing with it, not herself.  Right?  "I
was just playing with it, that's all." I twisted the end and it turned back
off.  I looked back at the game and Jess was up two to nothing by this
point.  "Hey, you're up, like, thirty love, right?" I pointed the vibrator
back at Jess, looking around the chair.

   "Jess is surprisingly good at this." John's eyes flashed over to me as I
held up the little toy.  I gave him a totally nonchalant 'I show off sex
toys to men all the time' look, stowing the vibrator in the cushion of the
chair.  My eyes glanced at his crotch.  I think it twitched.

   My mind fluttered back to my own crotch and I sat back in the recliner.
I slid a hand down between my legs and let a finger slide along my still
wet slit.  Yes, great time to do this.

   "I'm just awesome, that's all." Jess said after a minute.  I looked up
at the screen as John scored.  Yes.  That game.  Very dull.  Let's watch.
"Hey, Cindy?" Jess said to me as he served.

   "Ya?" I looked back at her again.

   "Remember earlier today when you and Wanda licked all that creamy dip
off of my breasts?" Jess's eyes never strayed from the screen.  John's
quickly did.  "You even licked my nipple, right?"

   "Um, well, ya?" I raised an eyebrow, glancing over at him.

   "How long did you really think it was dip before you realized I'd given
that guy a blowjob and was making you and Wanda lick off his cum while he
watched?" She swung as John looked over at me.

   "Uh..." I coughed, pulling my legs together.

   "Sweet!" Jess smiled as she won.  "Haha, you suck!" She stuck her tongue
out at John, grabbing his controller and getting up to give it to me, her
shirt bottom resting around her waist.  "Your turn!" She handed it over and
tucked down on her shirt.  Standing in front of John, that lower hem was
the only thing covering her ass, literally.  And it wasn't doing a very
good job.

   "Um, I think I'm gonna suck at this." I looked at thing she handed me.
I'm not much for motion controlled games, I like buttons.  You mash'em and
then you win.  That's how video games work.  None of this flinging about
wildly stuff.

   "Here, I'll go easy on you so you can figure it out." Still standing in
front of John, she made a match start and served.  I tried swinging the
controller, but nothing happened.  I looked over at her, and just the
motion of her serve had brought the hem of her shirt up noticeably.  This
wasn't going to go well for either of us.  Maybe for John, though.  "Dang,
I think you prolly need to be more, like, in front of the TV.  Come on,
stand next to me."

   "Um, sure, okay." I tucked the robe back around me properly as I got up,
no longer free to sit around naked.  I smiled at John and went and stood
next to Jess.  The robe reached just about to my feet standing next to her,
so I was much more covered than Jess in her shirt, but I was still fairly
well exposed from the front if I didn't constantly keep it closed.  Holding
it with one hand, I swung with the other and my little cartoon girl swung.
"Ack!" I gasped as the robe fell off one shoulder.  I pulled it back up and
held on a little more tightly and a little further up.

   "Ready to try again?" Jess smiled at me and I shrugged, feeling the
shoulders slip slightly.  I twisted my grip on the front.  "I'm gonna
serve." She said as she flung the ball at me.  I swished my controller as
it got close and I managed to hit it just right so that she wasn't able to
hit it back.  I scored, tying us.  Plus, my robe didn't even budge.  Easy.

   "Hey, cool!" I smiled.  "Go me!" I raised both my hands in a thumbs up
and the front of my robe slid open.  I reached back down and held it closed
again.  "Haha, this is kinda fun!" I looked back at John.  Although Jess's
bared ass was right in front of him, he somehow seemed very interested in
my slipping robe.  I smiled at that and looked over at Jess.

   "Well, you won't always be so lucky." Jess wrinkled her nose.  "Go
ahead."

   "Oh, right, me." I fiddled with the controller and got the ball to
serve. Jess returned it, with a lot more vigor this time.  I got it back to
her, but now she was moving a lot faster than before.

   "Okay, it's on." Jess started playing in earnest as I miraculously
scored against her speedy moves.  I served and glanced over at her playing.
Her shirt, already mostly above her tanned, taut ass, was starting to ride
up her waist, and her little tits were jostling under the still-damp cloth.
Looking behind me, I saw that John's attention had shifted away from me as
her movements had given him a great, if sporadic, view of her bouncing
breasts.

   I looked back at the screen just as Jess scored again, tying us up with
one to go.  I couldn't lose both the guy and the game, so I had to step it
up too.  I let go of the front of my robe and gripped the little controller
in both hands, ready to swing like crazy.  Immediately, my robe gaped open,
baring a streak of flesh down my front.  From his vantage, John couldn't
probably see much, but if I moved at all that was likely to change.

   Jess smiled at me, her shirt bunched up above her belly button now, her
broad stance making her tight little butt look spectacular, and served.  I
swung to return and the shoulders of my robe jumped a few inches.  The gap
in front lurched wider, baring much of my tits as they bounced from the
movement.  If John couldn't see anything before, he definitely could now. I
bit my lip, blushing, and focused on the game.

   When I swung again, I almost missed as I tried to keep the robe from
sliding off.  My heart raced as, in a split second, I had to choose between
keeping my robe up and winning against Jess.  Maybe I'm a little too
competitive sometimes.  Maybe I thought the robe would be fine.  Maybe the
sudden heat between my legs from showing some skin was keeping me from
thinking straight.  Whatever it was, when it was time to swing again, I
made certain I didn't miss.

   My robe popped up as I swung, sliding open to the edge of my shoulders.
It covered nothing now, my jiggling tits practically bare, and I couldn't
really expect it to get worse.  But I only had a split second to worry
about baring my nakedness to John before the next return came and I swung
once more.  The robe jostled as I moved, and slipped down to my elbows.

   It was like I was topless.  No, it was really like I was naked.  The
neck of the robe hung low down my back, covering nothing above my low
elbows, freeing my breasts from the meager shelter they had.  The front
gaped wide as well, showing off the rest of my naked body.  Hanging as it
was, it was in the way of my arms, and I considered just dropping it to the
floor.

   I suddenly blushed as it crossed my mind that Jess's clean-shaven crotch
was probably burning just as hot as mine.  John seeing me naked was just
plain fun, but thinking about her was...

   "Um, no more movies?" Wanda asked, coming out of the bathroom.  I
turned, my effectively naked body now facing directly toward John, and saw
that she was in nothing but a tiny towel, her rather large breasts showing
very ample cleavage.  As she walked, the gap in the front of the towel gave
quick glimpses of her neatly trimmed little red landing strip.

   "Woo!  I win!" Jess shouted with my back still turned.  I looked at the
game and realized that she'd beat me in that last second.  She cheered and
kicked her leg up in victory, showing off an incredible shot of her bare
pussy.  Cheerleaders.

   Wanda raised an eyebrow at Jess's high-riding shirt and my dangling robe
and coughed.  "I guess I don't need to put my pajamas back on.  I'd be over
dressed!" Then she looked down at John's plainly evident erection, "It's
nice that you are getting along so well with my friends."

   "We should all hang out more," John smiled at his girlfriend.

   "We should," Jess agreed, her hands on her still-bare hips.  I giggled,
my exposed tits jostling subtly with the movement.  I looked over at
Wanda's glare, decided modesty was probably the better part of nudity, and
pulled the robe back up.  I left it a little loose, though, leaving a
narrow gap down the middle.  Modesty isn't everything.

   Jess just smiled back at her glare, her smooth shaven pussy happily out
in the open between her cocked hips.  The doorbell rang and Wanda headed
over to it, not breaking her evil eye at Jess.  "This must be the pizza,"
she said, holding her towel up with one hand and opening the door with the
other.

   "Uh hey," The pizza guy said, staring dumbstruck at Wanda's cleavage in
her much-too-small towel.

   Holding the front of my robe together, I came up next to her.  "Hi!" I
said, smiling.  I wondered just how much we should show him.

   As though to answer my question, Jess came up on the other side of
Wanda, her shirt still above her hips, and smiled.  She had stretched the
cloth tight across her breasts, and her nipples looked...  really good. 
Just...  really good.

   "Hey there, pizza guy!" She looked down and pretended to be surprised
that her shirt had ridden up.  "Oh no!  I'm not wearing any pants!  I must
fix my shirt!" She clumsily pulled her shirt back down her hips.  Now it
was back to a relatively conservative 'barely covering anything' position,
and the top was just that much tighter across her very perky tits.

   "Uh, that'll be twenty two fifty..." He muttered as Wanda took the
pizzas from him, letting go of the front of her towel.  As she did, she
gasped slightly, lifting them up and looking down at her chest.

   "Um, my towel's a little loose...  could one of you help me with it?"
She looked over at me.

   "I got it!" Jess smiled wide at the delivery guy and grabbed the front
of Wanda's towel.  She uncinched it and pulled it off quickly, tossing it
across the livingroom.  Wanda shrieked and dropped both the pizzas.  She
was now standing totally naked in front of the delivery guy, desperately
trying to cover her large tits and recently-trimmed, fiery red landing
strip.

   John came up behind her and held out a fifty.  "Here you go, keep the
change.  So long." He closed the door on the delivery guy's face and
stepped inbetween me and his now totally-naked girlfriend.  And I didn't
even get my turn yet!

   "Oh no!  I dropped the pizzas..." Wanda pouted, then glared at Jess. 
"Why'd you do that?  You suck!" She furrowed her brow, still covering up as
best she could, apparently not comfortable being totally naked in front of
both her boyfriend and her friends at the same time.  Jess and I were
getting surprisingly comfortable with it, and John wasn't even our
boyfriend.

   "Haha, it was funny though!" Jess laughed, and I giggled with her.  It
was pretty funny.

   John picked up the pizzas and brought them into the kitchen.  We all
followed, Jess letting her shirt ride back up, me barely holding my robe
closed and Wanda fairly awkward in now-total nudity.

   "What's the damage?" Jess asked, unnecessarily pressing her chest
against John's side. "Well, this one is pretty gross, the top all came off,
but this one seems okay." He set the bad one aside and opened up the good
one.  "Shall we?" He picked up a piece and smiled at the three mostly naked
girls standing around him.

   "The top came off?  Happens to me all the time..." Jess grabbed one and
started eating.  I joined them, deciding to let my robe hang loosely open
as I ate, and smiling as John's eyes rested on my own bare skin rather than
his girlfriend's.  Even baring as much as I was, I was still the modest one
next to a bottomless Jess and a naked Wanda.

   "I think I'm gonna go put something on." Wanda started toward the
bedroom, but Jess grabbed her wrist with her free hand.

   "C'mon, Wanda, we've all already seen everything," She said, "At least,
I'm sure John has seen your body plenty, and Cindy and I hardly mind.  Just
stay naked." Jess smiled and chomped on some more pizza.  I nodded in
agreement, and John was obviously supportive of the idea.

   "Well, I dunno, I don't feel comfortable just hanging out totally nude
in front of all of you like this." She wasn't walking away, but she still
had her arms crossed over her tits.  She'd clearly done a pretty good job
touching up her thin, red landing strip, and her otherwise bald crotch
looked as smooth as mine.  She certainly wasn't hiding that.

   Jess wrinkled her nose at me and I looked over at John.  Then an idea
struck me.

   "How about this: John can give you his shirt," I suggested, to Jess's
happy agreement through a mouthful, "It's pretty hot tonight, anyway.  Too
hot to stay in all those clothes!"

   "Definitely.  John, take off all your clothes," Jess swallowed, putting
down her food as she fell to her knees to start working on his pants
zipper, "You're horribly over dressed for this soiree!"

   "I thought we were just giving her my shirt?" He set down his pizza, but
didn't stop Jess, who was now tugging at his belt.

   "Well, okay, I'll take his shirt." Wanda came back to the table, "He is
wearing considerably more than us.  That should be fixed!" Now she was
smiling.  I grinned, happy that Wanda had decided to join our little game.
Jess smiled too as she pulled John's belt off and set it on the floor
behind her.  This was fun!

   He took off his shirt and handed it to Wanda to put on.  He was somewhat
muscular underneath, like his arms were, but not over-defined.  He was
definitely better without the shirt.  Of course, Wanda'd never said he had
a great personality.

   "Well, this shirt doesn't do too much for me," She pulled down on it,
but even stretched out it still only barely made it to her landing strip.
Her tits were covered now, but she her lower half was out in the open.  "I
guess I can stay like this." She shrugged, apparently starting to feel a
little more adventurous.

   "No, us three can hide everything if we wanted to," Jess reasoned,
gesturing to her own barely-covered crotch as she straightened up on her
knees in front of John, "It's only fair that you should be able to, too."
She unbuttoned John's pants now, having undone the belt and zipper, and
pulled them down with a grin.  I was a little surprised that she hadn't
pulled off his boxers, too, especially since she was close enough to get
poked in the face if she did.  I guess that would have undermined her
argument, though.

   "I can live with that." John nodded, stepping out of his pants.  His
erection was only covered by loose cloth now, and I could get a pretty good
picture of his cock.  Jess prolly had a better eye for this sort of thing,
but I'd say he was around seven or eight inches.  And very hard.

   "Here you go!" Jess handed John's pants up to Wanda grinning, apparently
happy to be at face level with John's barely-covered cock.  Wanda took them
and pulled them on.  She may have been bigger than Jess and I, and her
large tits did make her chest a little bigger than John's, but she was
still smaller than him otherwise.  The pants were much too big around the
waist, and she had to prop them up on her ass to keep them from falling
off.

   "Just a bit big, but I guess we're all on even footing," Wanda smiled,
looking sidelong at John's cock and biting her lip.  It seemed clear that
we were all enjoying the evening now.

   "Well, I'm all done stuffing my face with...  stuff...  for now.  How
about you guys?" Jess had John help her up, and she pressed against his
body, smiling up at him as his cock pressed into her.  That one piece was
plenty pizza for me, and it looked like John and Wanda weren't too hungry.
We headed into the living room.

   "Okay, Cindy had just trounced me when you got out, so it's your turn
against the champ, Wanda," Jess handed us the controllers and sat down on
the couch, patting the spot next to her for John.

   "I thought you beat her right when I got out of the shower?" Wanda
raised her eyebrows at me, seemingly puzzled.

   I glanced over at Jess, who gave me a knowing look.  She was planning
something, so I covered for her.  "No, that was our third match.  I'd
already won two, that one was just for fun." I looked at John, who shrugged
and sat down next to Jess.  She smiled knowingly at me and I grinned back,
glancing at John's tent.

   "We play to three, right?" Wanda said, starting up the game.  I nodded
and she served.  I easily returned it, my robe in little danger.  She
clumsily hit it back again, her large breasts visibly swaying under her
shirt, and grabbing her slipping pants as she did.  "Well now, these pants
are going to be trouble..." She said off-handedly as she swung again,
holding them up with her free hand, and missed as they slid part way down
her butt anyway.

   "Jeez, poor Wanda.  Gonna lose just cause she decided to wear pants,"
Jess shook her head sadly, "Her ass just keeps sliding right out of them."
She said to John, and twisted to look around to Wanda's front.

   "And her boobs are bouncing all around in your shirt, John.  She really
needs to be wearing some kind of bra if she's gonna bounce around like
this," I hazarded a glance at John's cock as I served.  It twitched
noticeably in the thin material of his boxers.  "And those pants just can't
seem to stay up, see how they're sliding down her nice, round ass?  Her
crack is slipping out right in front of us, geez!" Wanda scowled at this
and pulled her pants up in a futile effort to cover herself.  The back slid
partly down her ass again when she hit the ball.

   "Cindy isn't covered too much better," Jess started describing me for
him, "Her robe isn't really doing her a lot of good." She was right, it
wasn't.  But then, I wasn't really trying to keep it closed, since it was
hardly falling off as much as last time.  Wanda didn't seem to warrant the
same aggressive play style as Jess.

   "Look at her tits, they're just freely bouncing around in front of her,
can you see?  Oh, and I don't know if you noticed, but she just shaved her
pussy earlier.  It's pretty smooth.  I just shaved mine, and it's super
soft, see?" I looked back and Jess had John's hand in hers, and was making
him run his fingers between her thighs.  "I bet Wanda's is just as
smooth... Maybe we can do a comparison later?"

   "Ug, these stupid pants," Wanda reached down and tugged up John's pants
again, which then immediately slid back down a few inches.  I scored again
and she frowned, looking back to see John's hand on Jess's pussy.

   "Fuck, Jess.  I'm surprised you aren't sucking him off already," She
glared at her errant boyfriend, "Get your hand out of there, dumbass." She
turned back to the game, frowning, as he pulled his hand away and I served
again.

   I was 2 to 0, and it was a 3 point game.  I was pretty much safe, so I
was watching the couch more than the game at this point.  Jess put a finger
to her lips, and John gave her a funny look.  I watched in awkward
intervals, holding even against Wanda as Jess opened up the front of John's
boxers and reached inside.  He just coughed, watching his girlfriend right
in front of him, but she was too occupied with not losing and trying to
keep her pants up.  I raised my eyebrows as Jess deftly pulled his cock out
of its cage and smiled.

   "This sure is a hard one!" Jess commented, gripping it in her hand and
starting to stroke.  I stifled a laugh.

   "You're telling me!" Wanda said, still not scoring against my
half-hearted swings.  There wasn't much longer on the game timer, so I
decided to let it play out.  Jess gave John a few slow strokes and bent
over him.  She licked gently at the head of his cock before sliding her
mouth all the way down its shaft.  She pulled back up, leaving his cock
glistening with her saliva, her tongue darting in and out of her mouth as
she moved.  She pumped his length again before pulling off.  His eyes were
closed now, and I could tell he was holding back from groaning with
pleasure.  As Jess started stroking him again, she looked at me and pointed
up at the game.  I looked back at the screen and saw that Wanda had somehow
gotten it tied up.

   "Ack!" Wanda served and I jumped to return it sharply, my robe jumping
as well.  I was fairly unconcerned with getting naked in front of John by
this point, and when it slid down my arms on the next swing, I just wanted
to take it off.  The fact that Wanda's boyfriend was probably staring at my
bare tits bouncing with my movements while getting a hand job from Jess was
actually much less disconcerting than it should have been.  In fact, as
this passed through my mind, I smiled with a pleasant warmth.

   I looked over at Wanda.  She was swinging like crazy.  She was clearly
having a hard time against my A game, and her pants had almost totally
fallen off her ass.  Her legs were in a wide stance to keep them from
falling further, but they weren't covering much of anything, so it was
really kind of pointless.  I paused the game.  "Hey Wanda, I'm gonna take
off my robe real quick, it's getting in the way."

   "Ya?" She looked at me as I slipped the robe off, my naked body now
totally bared right there in the living room.  I tossed it onto the couch
next to Jess and smiled to John as she stroked him.  His eyes were glued to
my tight little Asian body, and I had the sudden, irresistible urge to
smack my nice, firm ass.  He bit back a moan as I did, and I giggled
quietly.

   "Well, I guess I can lose these pants..." Wanda said, too preoccupied
with them to notice my ass slap.  She let them fall the rest of the way
down her legs and kicked them off to the side, ready to get back to the
game.  She didn't even notice Jess giving her boyfriend a hand job a foot
or two behind her now totally naked, nice, round ass.

   "Here we go," I unpaused the game before Wanda got curious about what
might be happening behind her.  Now that her legs were free, she was a
little more capable and sent me a speedy return.  I easily got it without
the robe blocking my movement.  I smiled, my bare breasts bouncing as I
moved, and watched Wanda's tits do the same.

   I glanced at the timer and discovered I only had 4 seconds to prevent a
draw.  I hit it back to Wanda with a curve, and it soared to the left as
her little character jumped to the right.  I won and looked back at Jess,
who was stroking John off fairly rapidly now.

   Wanda groaned a little, stepping back and bending over double when she
lost, her wide stance giving John a rear view of her freshly shaven pussy,
only a foot or so in front of him.  She just hung there, defeated, her
round ass and bare pussy on display for her boyfriend as Jess continued to
pump at his cock.  This last sight must have pushed him over the edge,
because he came with a grunt, and spurted right onto her butt cheeks.

   "What the heck?" Wanda said, turning around to see Jess pumping the last
few drops out of John's cock.  Jess smiled at her and laughed, a string of
sticky cum dangling between her hand and his cock as she pulled away.  She
licked it off her fingers, actually making John blush, which was kinda
cute. You know, in the "your friend just gave my a hand job" kind of way.

   "Okay, enough of that, then.  Let's go to bed," Wanda glared at Jess and
grabbed John's hand, leading him off to the bedroom, his cock still hanging
out and fairly firm, cum dripping from both it and Wanda's ass.  "You're
paying for that one, bub." I heard her say as they closed the bedroom door.

   "Nice," I started to laugh and sat down on the couch with Jess, who
started laughing as well.

   "That was a fun evening!" Jess smiled at my naked body, wiping her hand
off on the side of the couch, "Wanna play some more Wii?  I bet I'll beat
you this time." Jess nodded at the glowing screen.

   "Nah, I think I'm done for the night.  Wanna pull out the bed?" I got up
and turned off the TV.

   "Sure." Jess stood up and we took off the cushions and pulled out the
bed.  She took off her shirt and tossed it on the recliner.  I followed
suit, picking up my robe and throwing over the arm.  We climbed into bed
naked.

   We both curled up under the one blanket, but not together.  After a
while I was pretty sure Jess wasn't awake anymore, but I couldn't fall
asleep.  I looked at the moon out the window, thinking of our crazy day. 
Jess practically naked at the theme park, and Wanda's tits bursting her
buttons.  Jess always showing off her smooth crotch, and it laying so close
now.

   I heard the low hum of the electric heat kicking in.  I listened to it
for a while and started to gently toy with my very warm pussy lips.  I
hadn't came all day, and it seemed like a great way to finish off the
night. I heard a quiet murmur from Jess.  Maybe she was still awake after
all.

   "Hey, Jess, do you, um, happen to know where that vibrator got to?" I
whispered to her, one hand gently working between my legs.

   "Mmm...  don't you hear it humming?" The noise I'd assumed was the
heater got louder with a wet sound.  I almost involuntarily pushed my
fingers into my suddenly pulsating hole as my spine tingled with sensation.
I bit my lip, stifling a quiet moan.

   "John was pretty hot, ya?" Jess said, making awkward conversation as we
both pleasured ourselves under the covers in the dim moonlight of the
living room

   "I don't know, you whacked him off." I smiled, picturing it.  Jess
softly moaned beside me.  God, she really was getting herself off right
next to me.  I started pressing into myself more quickly.  It felt so good
with her so close.

   "Well sometimes...  mmm...  sometimes you have to make your own crisis
if you...  ooooh...  if you want an opportunity...  oh...  John..." Jess
squirmed a little next to me.  "Mmm!" She moaned.  I could hear a
squelching noise as she pumped the vibrator in and out faster now.  She
moaned more loudly, and started to arch her back.  She was cumming right
next to me, and it was so, so hot!

   I started moving my fingers in and out faster now.  I was almost
there... "Oh Jess..." I whispered as my legs tightened and I fingered
myself as fast as I could.  "Oh god, Jess..." I shivered as I came, and it
felt incredible with her still moaning softly next to me.

   Shivering with sensation, I curled up against her as she lay on her
back. She embraced me, both of our hearts pounding against each other.

   After a few moments, she was asleep in my arms, and I wondered if she
had heard me say her name.  Soon, I was asleep in hers.