Originally written by Bluefish on writing.com
Isabel's hands trembled as they held the apron, as the mental image of walking through the mall wearing nothing but...that played out in her mind. Her little wardrobe malfunction at the escalator had been bad enough - at least she had still had her underwear on! But this girl seemed to want to parade her around with her entire naked rear on display.
Biting her lip, she made a decision. If the brunette wouldn't let her have any real clothes, then Isabel would just have to take hers - right off her back.
The other girl had her back to her, so Isabel figured she had the element of surprise, and she was determined to seize it. Dropping the apron on the floor, she lunged for the brunette, hands outstretched and seeking the waistband of her skinny jeans.
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