Right to your bedroom

Paul is clearly trying to catch your eye, but wrapped in a towel, you walk into your bedroom without even looking at him, grinning to yourself.

You dry and brush your hair, your makeup is minimal but you’re cute enough, you look good regardless.

The clothes Paul bought from you are all pretty conservative except for the underwear but really you’d describe it more as lingerie than everyday wear.

You put on the least complicated bra and thong set, you look in the floor mirror and admire yourself.

You’re stunning, Paul has got to be dying. You smile at your reflection and cup your breasts, the bra is a little uncomfortable, you take it off, deciding to go without it for now

You slip on a sleeveless green jumper, so traditional. You remind yourself Paul’s parents are expecting their son to bring home a certain type of girl and you have to play the part. Though that doesn’t mean the two of you can’t have fun together. You grab the suitcase, and head out to leave