She does as ordered.

Julie relied solely on instinct, and slammed the phone down. She literally bounded up the stairs into the bathroom and started the shower. She rifled through her drawers and found a pink bikini top that was nothing more than two small triangles of material with some string attached. She found her denim shorts and reached to the bottom of the pile to fetch the pair her parents didn’t know about. She darted into the closet and found a pair of four-inch open-toed sandal type heels. Her three garments lay scattered on the bed.

Julie jumped into the warm shower spray, drenching her hair as she dumped a dollop of shampoo into her palm. She scrubbed vigorously creating a thick lather which dripped and slid down her silky smooth skin. Julie quickly grabbed the strawberry scented bath gel and squeezed a generous amount onto her hand washing her body as she simultaneously rinsed her hair.

Julie rinsed as quickly as possible, grabbing the towel off the rack as she stepped from the shower. She didn’t have time to waste on her appearance, so she left her hair dripping in ringlets off her shoulders as she quickly patted, what she could, dry. Her skin was still damp as she grabbed the bikini top and looped it around her neck. She tied the strings in the back and did her best to adjust the small triangular pieces of cloth, which clung desperately to her damp flesh like a second skin.

She pulled the denim shorts up her legs. She wiggled and tugged at each side, pulling the tight fabric up an inch at a time, till it was finally past her slightly rounded hips. Her firm butt filled the backside nicely, as just the undersides of her bare ass were exposed. The low riding front just barely covered the small tuft of pubic hair that Julie kept trimmed.

Glancing at the clock momentarily, Julie noticed that the phone would be ringing in just a couple of seconds. She grabbed her heels and stepped into each one. She laced up and tied the first one when the phone began to ring. She laced up the other shoe but delayed tying it so that she could answer the phone. She stretched across the bed and grabbed the receiver off the end table just milliseconds after the second ring.

Panting heavily, droplets of water still dripping from her hair, her nipples poking into the soft bedspread, Julie exhaled, “Hello?”