A bit of a warm up...

The dryer dings and you scamper across the house to it. Scooping up the warm denim and tugging it on, you wince at the very hot little rivets as your tight little buns slip into the back of the tighter little shorts. Reaching back, you confirm that your cheeks are peeking out below the fray, and grin.

You glance down, biting your lip. You've gone braless before, and today, of any day, is a day to take that plunge once more. But those days were sweatshirt days. Thick, concealing, skin-covering sweatshirt days. Not thin, revealing, skin-exposing t-shirt days.

You're running to the store to buy something fun for daddy... Won't something nice and warm and... wet... be fun, too?