Could be worse...(13)

The prospect of what was possible had the die rolled a natural 20 or 1 was not to be. Yet. Both Siobhan and I let out disappointed sighs as it settled and the number 13 glowed bright red, standing out amongst the black background.

"Well, at least it's better than a 10. How will we know if anything's happened?"

"I'm not sure." Siobhan replied, picking up the die and rolling it around in her hand. "Darla was always stuck up in high school. Honestly, it's a little shocking she's even wearing something as daring as that dress in public. I guess we just watch her for a little bit? See if something stands out as being out of character for how I remember her... wait...HOLY SHIT!" With that Siobhan grabs your arm with her hand, squeezing tightly. "LOOK!"

I had to lower her hand so as to prevent her pointing from drawing attention, but when I looked where she was directing me, there was definitely a sight to behold.

Darla had bent over to adjust her heels, and in doing so gave us both a clear line of view down her top. "Are you sure that's a change? Like you said, she was wearing that dress before we rolled."

Nodding vigorously, "Positive. Senior year, some guys on the football team broke into the women's locker room during volleyball practice and stole everyone's underwear. We all bitched about it, but Darla refused to leave the locker room until her mom could get to the school with a new bra and panties for her. I'd bet money she had a bra on before we rolled that thing. Fuck! This is so hot." As subtlety as one can while on a bench in a crowded farmer's market, Siobhan began idly tracing her hand along the bulge in my jeans. "You seem to think so too, don't you?"

I nodded as I watch Darla straighten up and begin walking through the crowd.

"Ooh...I know how to try and make it hotter! I want to see if Darla is going completely commando, or if it's just the bra."

"Wait we're in public!" My protest fell on deaf ears as Siobhan tossed the Eye of Cerdiwen again. Shit. I'm going to have to keep an eye on her with that thing. Bouncing off my thigh and falling to the ground by my feet, we both leaned over to see what number would light up this time...