Jordan showered thoroughly, sure to scrub every inch of her body. Her chest, ass and between her legs especially. After that, she took a razor to get rid of some stubble on her crotch. It was a personal preference more than anything. Hair under her clothes just felt uncomfortable. She finished washing and stepped out. After taking a towel to herself and blow drying her hair, she stopped in front of the mirror. Make-up was the number one thing she loved, followed closely by black clothes and MCR.
She applied black lipstick, black eyeshadow, concealer, the whole package. Most girls put in this kind of effort before a date, but something even more important was happening. Jordan was going to the mall. She’d saved up a few hundred dollars and had the day to herself. Her mom was already at work and wouldn’t be back until well after five.
Before getting dressed, Jordan looked in the mirror again. She puffed out her lips, blowing a kiss to herself. Then she ran her hands up her body, over her modest chest and resting behind her head. She struck a pose, smiling into the mirror. Sure, she knew she wasn’t the hottest girl, but some body positivity in the morning couldn’t hurt.
Forgoing a bra, she pulled on a fishnet top. The mall was her safe space so she was feeling a little daring. Over that she pulled on a My Chemical Romance crop she made herself. She grabbed a skirt, reaching around to her mid-thigh, and a black thong that made her feel sexy. A pair of thigh-highs finished her outfit, and she laced up some leather boots as she made her way out the door.
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