+2 forward, 8. You have to convince her.

Nia jumps in. “Absolutely not. Not without a female officer present or a warrant.”

“You’re present aren’t you?”

Nia pauses. She looks at Amy who makes a face that only a friend could decipher. Nia sits. “Ok.”

Amy begins unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a white, lacey bra containing her massive tits. Despite their size they’re still perky, nearly defying gravity. She hands the shirt to Nia. You glance over at Lisa who seems to be watching intently. Maybe one of these girls enjoys the locker room more than the others…

She slips out of her skirt revealing pink panties. Clearly she wasn’t expecting someone to see her. She stands before you in her underwear and knee highs. You shift your weight as you feel your erection growing in your pants. Amy pauses and looks at you.

“A strip search means everything.”

Amy nods, looking a little anxious and continues undressing. She starts with her shoes and socks. As she spreads her legs to balance, you notice the wetness between her legs.

“Someone’s turned on.” You smirk at her. She snaps back up, blushing beet red.

“You can’t say shit like that!” Nia stands behind her friend. At this point she’s incensed at how her afternoon has evolved.

“It’s either that or she wet herself. Have a feel.”