Maybe I should get dressed first.

Sighing, you glance once more around your room and eye the small dresser shoved under your desk. You really do wish you had somewhere to hang your outfits for your easy selection. Opening the drawer, you note two outfits that really seem to call out to you. The first outfit was a short black dress with matching silk stockings. You had picked out a particularly cute pair of lace panties and bra combo to wear with this outfit.

The second outfit was a cute black t-shirt with a red and white sleeveless jacket and a matching hat with a white outline of the pokeball emblem on it. You had picked out the perfect pair of blue jean shorts that would emphasize your ass. To make sure they did that, you had picked out a white thong so that your panty lines wouldn’t ruin the look. Of course, you had to make sure you had your matching bra to go with it.

As you contemplate which outfit to wear, you hear your mother calling again. “Red, Red? Are you coming downstairs yet?”

You shout back, “Be down in a minute, mom!”

You better make your decision quickly or your mother might get mad.