Just a quick flash

Mandy's face flushes, but she doesn't immediately pull away. She glances at Emily, who looks terrified but doesn't object. Mandy's fingers tighten around your wrist as she steels herself.

"Just... quick?" she asks, her voice small.

You nod, watching her closely. "Just a flash. You lift your top up, show us what you've got, and we'll get your alcohol. No touching."

Mandy hesitates for another second before giving a small, nervous nod. She looks at Emily. "It's fine," she says, though she doesn't sound fully convinced. "It's just a quick flash. Then we get our alcohol."

Emily nods reluctantly, chewing on her bottom lip. Mandy takes a deep breath and looks up at you. Her fingers release your wrist, and she lifts her tank top up in one swift motion. Her small, perky breasts are revealed to you and Josh—bare, with no bra to hide them. Her pink nipples are stiff in the cool evening air, betraying her nervousness.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you take in the sight of her. She's young, smooth-skinned, and clearly inexperienced with this kind of thing. Her breathing is shallow, her arms holding her top just below her breasts.

Josh whistles low under his breath. "Damn, girl," he mutters, his eyes fixed on her. "That's worth the risk."

Josh turns to Emily, and says "OK, now your turn"

Emily's face pales, her mouth opening slightly in protest. She looks at Mandy with wide, terrified eyes. Mandy gives her an encouraging nod.

"Come on," she says, speaking softly. "It's fine. Just do it quick."

Emily swallows hard, then takes a shaky breath. Her hands tremble as she lifts her tank top up, revealing her own small, pert breasts. Her nipples are stiff and pink like Mandy's, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every nervous breath. She keeps her arms folded across her middle, holding the fabric up just enough to show you both what you wanted.

Josh lets out a low whistle, his eyes roaming over her exposed body.

"Nice," he mutters, clearly enjoying the view. "Very nice."

Emily doesn't speak, just stands frozen, her body taut with tension. She keeps her gaze fixed on the ground, avoiding looking at either of you directly.

You take a moment to appreciate the sight—two young, nervous college girls standing half-naked in a liquor store parking lot, their bare breasts exposed to your hungry eyes. It's thrilling in a way you hadn't expected, especially since they're so visibly uncomfortable. Their youth and inexperience make it even more exciting.