A sexy dress

Your smile widens as you see what she set out for you to sleep in. A baby pink knit front black nearly see through mesh back night dress just long enough to cover your ass. You slide into it and climb into bed. Night brings dreams of riding skateboards, motocross, and feeling free on a sexy motorcycle. Memories of growing up in the city, playing music in the subway, performing gigs at bars to young to drink. Getting signed to a label, your first real concert, a tour, fans, hotels, a flight to Japan.

An iPad is ringing like an old phone nearby. You stir awake and sit up, tossing your legs off the side of the bed to the floor, your skin is dark, flawless, mixed ancestry for sure, and your toes seem kinda long, the nails glossy, bright, neon watermelon. The carpet is soft. You blink a few times. The room begins to focus. It’s not the same place you fell asleep in. The room is smaller, a single bed, a little chair, a small table with a light and your pink iPad, still ringing, just out of reach. You stand, shut off the alarm. It informs you that it is 9:00 am and the weather in Tokyo is clear and cool 19 C. “Celsius eh?” Your voice is smooth, not quite as high as before. “I wonder what my name is? Wait, am I British, Australian, South African? You seem to have a bit of a British accent. Neat, I sound sexy.” Surely the iPad knows. You pull up the settings and log into the account, luckily it uses your face to do everything as you aren’t exactly sure what the passwords would be. Sure enough, it says it is registered to Kara Anderson. Sitting on a charger you see a smart watch as well.

You are grinning as you scamper into the bathroom and look in the mirror. Your dark brown hair is a wild sexy pixie cut, your nose is cute with a gold ring in the center, your lip and tongue are pierced as well, as are your ears, several times. A long neck, a pronounced clavicle, long lean body with probably B cup breasts, perky, sexy. Your right nipple is pierced with a spike like barbell. Navel pierced top and bottom as well. Your shape would probably be called a banana, but your hips are smooth, wide, sexy, 86cm probably, with a 60cm waist. Looking around you decide you are most likely 170cm or thereabouts and… “Since when do I use the bloody metric system?” You ask yourself. “I am 5’ fucking 7 or so damn it.” You can’t help but laugh. Turning a bit you decide your ass is absolutely amazing. “Fuck me, I’m going to get ass fucked all the time.” The thought makes your sexy shaved pussy tingle.

“Hey siri play my playlist.” You yell and the room erupts with a chaotic dance beat and driving bass. “Hey siri, stop music. You are grinning as you look around, waiting to hear yelling from a neighboring room. “Okay, that was loud.”

You search and find a suitcase, satchel like purse, and a carry on bag. Picking through, you find a few dresses, a single pair of ripped jeans, midriff revealing tops, biker shorts, and a couple of skirts. In general it would seem your style would be considered casual, with a preference of skirts and dresses rather than pants. All the underwear you find are basically two piece bikinis, either that’s your go to style, or you must swim a lot. You toss off the night dress and slip into a sexy hot pink string bikini. Over this you pull on a lightweight grey knit dress that is a bit revealing, but with the cute bikini underneath, it looks great. A pair of flat sandals finish the look and you are dressed rather quickly. “Who says girls can’t get dressed fast.”

From over where you saw the watch charging you hear a phone ring. “Oh shit. I have a phone call.”