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Chapter 8 by splotch splotch

What does she pick?

Gym clothes

Lauren, after a long hesitation, decided on the Gym clothes. They would be the most efficient for her task at hand. The sun dress might cover a little more, but was far more immature and would risk flashing her butt and crotch. These were unflattering, but wouldn't be that big of a deal.

So, first Lauren slipped the shorts around her ankles, then pulled them up under the dress. Once they were secure she looked around, making sure she was in fact alone. Then she let the towel fall, crossing an arm over her chest to keep it hidden. She scrambled to get the shirt in place over her head while keeping her nipples covered. Finally, she was done and clothed. Well, as clothed as she was going to get. She looked down. The shorts clung hung loosely, dangerously loosely in fact. Her narrow hips barely caught the elastic. They were short, stopping about three inches down the thigh. That was way more white leg then Lauren liked to show, especially without her high heels to make her look taller and her legs appear more flexed and less stumpy. Flat footed she always felt her legs looked squat rather then firm as she preferred, and her small stature showed.

The shirt was short thin cotton. There was about four inches between shirt and shorts, showing her bellybutton and the edges of her narrow hips. She could see her small belly show. She'd have to make sure to suck in if anyone was looking. God, that would get old. Besides that the top clung to her small breasts, her nipples catching the cotton fabric and causing it to stick out. Oh god, it was horrible! She shuddered. Yet, what could she do? She had no padded bra, no underwear at all. This was the best of her options. She had to get to work, or else face her mother's wrath...

What's next?

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