Katie gets dressed

Katie quietly walked behind the drape. With the bright lights on the other side, she could see silhouettes of Danny or Sam if they passed between the lights and the drape. It was odd -- she felt at home, since this was literally her home, but because she was kind of hiding behind this curtain, it seemed unfamiliar. Behind her was the kitchen, which she could see over the half wall. But the rest of the foyer was unfamiliar.

She shook off her robe, and draped over the ledge of the half wall. She stood there for a moment, completely naked. What would they say, if I just walked back out there like this? 'Oh, excuse me, Danny, sorry Sam, I forgot my whatever.' Katie laughed to herself. They probably don't know what to make of me.

Danny called over from the other side, "almost ready, Katie?"

She wasn't, of course. "Um, two seconds please." There was a single full body mirror set up here, and Katie admired her reflection. I have great tits. She laughed again. Get yourself together, Katie. And get dressed.

Katie picked up the simple cream colored panties and slid them up her legs, drawing them into place. She pulled the matching bra around her waist, first clasping it in front of her stomach, and then rotating it around her torso to fit the cups over her breasts. The bra was very comfortable, but a little bit small, and if the shirt was too tight over her chest, there might be an obvious line visible.

She slipped on the khaki shorts and buttoned them, and finally pulled the blue shirt on. The shirt had six buttons, and hung just a bit longer than her waist line. She didn't know how they wanted to style the shirt, so she left it open. That's dressed enough for now. She stepped back around the drape to join the two men on the other side.