Almost, but the girls aren’t done with me

A/N: sorry it took so long to include Britney as more of a character in the story. She will start having a bigger role moving forward too, now that I finally figured out who I wanted to use for her pictures.

I finally got up and threw on some jeans and a tshirt. Once I was dressed, I walked out of my bedroom, figuring I’d wait in the main area for everyone else to be ready.

As soon as I opened the door, I noticed Britney walking out of the bathroom where Christopher was taking a shower wearing only a towel wrapped around her body. She noticed me looking at her and smiled.

She only needed to walk two steps to get to her room, but when she saw me she turned and walked towards me. I'm not 100% sure, but it looked like she put extra swing in her hips while she walked. She paused when she was in front of me and leaned in to whisper in my ears.

“I was just grabbing my makeup. Oh, and admiring the view in the bathroom. Thanks for bringing him to our group. Looking forward to living with you two.”

She slapped my ass as she walked away. I turned and watched her walking to her room and confirmed she was definitely putting extra swing in her steps! She opened her door and turned to look at me. When she saw me watching her, she winked at me before closing the door behind her. What the hell is with all the winking? And it’s like everyone feels they have the right to touch my body however they want these days…

I didn’t even notice if she had her makeup bag or not. Ugh, I just gotta get used to this at some point, I guess. I don’t know when all 4 of them decided to work together on this, but it almost felt like a coordinated effort to **** me at this point. And make me wet constantly, but mostly the ****…I think.

I started to walk towards the main area when Megan walked into the hallway from the kitchen.

“No, absolutely not.” She looked like she was mad at me for some reason.

“Wait, what?”

“I said I wanted easy access, and this is not easy access. No jeans.”

“But I’m not wearing panties or a bra, like you asked.” I partially whispered at her out of fear of being overheard.

“Good, but this is not gonna work. Get in there and put a dress or skirt on. If I don’t like the next choice, I’ll go in and pick it out myself, and you do not want me to pick for you.”

“Ok, ok!” I turned back into my room and closed the door behind me. A quick pass through my closet and I ended up picking a grey and white spaghetti-strap shirt dress.

It came down to mid thigh on me. Definitely not the safest option, but I was sure that if I picked a safe choice Megan would **** me to wear something super revealing. This felt like a good option she would accept.

Sure enough, she was standing right outside my door waiting for me to walk out. She smiled when she saw my choice.

“Much better! Good girl! Ok, tell that boy to hurry up so we can leave.” She walked off towards the main area.

As soon as she left, Christopher walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Britney also chose that moment to walk out, fully dressed and ready to go. She walked passed Christopher and me, and I’m pretty sure she ran her hand across Christopher’s back while she walked passed, again with the exaggerated sway of her hips.

“Seems like a lot of stuff going on. I like the dress, Maddison. Let me get dressed real fast and then we can head out.”

He walked into my room, and I moved towards the main area. Hopefully the rest of the day isn't as chaotic as the morning has felt for me. And maybe things will calm down a bit. But then I felt the material of my dress against my thighs, I was reminded of my state of undress and realized that was probably not going to happen...