Strip!

As Anna started putting the oranges into the blender, she saw Emma bending over out of the corner of her eye. She was far too concerned with her immediate issues to focus on what the black-haired troublemaker was up to, though. The Asian girl was looking right at her chest, and her considerable cleavage was surely making the girl wonder what she could possibly be wearing.

Right before she started the blender, the girl asked, "Sorry to be a bother, but would you be willing to add raspberries to that, please? I'm Ashley, by the way."

"No problem," said Anna, before she'd even had a chance to see where the berries were. Looking around, she saw in dismay that they were quite far down the counter. Gathering up her courage, Anna reached as far as she could without moving, causing the Asian girl to raise her eyes at Anna's awkward stretch. They were still a few inches out of her reach! Anna bent her body just slightly towards the box of berries, causing the side of her boob to peek out from behind the oranges. As she finally snatched the box, Anna was pretty sure the girl couldn't actually see her nipple, but it was clear that she was wearing an impossibly skimpy top.

Ashley seemed intrigued.

"If you don't mind me asking, ummm, what are you wearing exactly?"

Anna gulped. "Umm... hmmm... it's hard to explain..." she said, trying to think of something plausible. "It's... one of those tape-on bras? Like that you wear with a strapless dress!" she said, trying to sound confident.

Ashley gave her a confused look. "You're allowed to work in that? Why, uh, exactly, would you wear that to work?"

"It gets hot back here!" Anna said. "We have a very progressive work environment!"

"It gets hot... at a smoothie bar?"

"Yep!" Anna said, resisting the urge to scream. Lucky for her, the smoothie had just finished blending, and she poured it into a cup for her curious customer. Ashley shrugged her shoulders and wandered off. Anna immediately looked over at Emma, and was shocked to see that she was naked from the waist down!

Anna gasped, but Emma just giggled. "Hey, solidarity! If you're a nudist, I don't want to be too overdressed!" She had her hip pressed against the counter, so anyone who looked from a distance would be none the wiser about her less-than-decent attire. Her pink leggings were neatly folded on the counter in front of her.

Anna couldn't help but check out her nearly-naked friend. She was a bit more tan than Emma, but with a stark, pale bikini line. Her butt was smaller than Anna's, but a bit rounder. And in front, she was shaved except for a little black landing strip.

Anna couldn't help but gasp. She had spent so much time naked and embarrassed, it never occurred to her that someone might just shimmy out of their pants on purpose! Emma, for her part, was loving Anna's shocked expression.

"It feels good, you know," said Emma. "I can see why you like stripping like this so much! I mean, I wouldn't want to be _totally _naked the way you are, but I admire how daring you can be!"

"I do _not _like this," hissed Anna. "And I definitely do _not _want to be totally naked, either!"