Dinner

Slowly, with uncharacteristic shyness Lauren shuffled over to the table and sat at the empty seat. Britney, May, Charlotte and Vanessa were all snickering. The boys were all just staring, mostly at Lauren's bulging, towel covered chest. This was as close as any of them had come to seeing Lauren's legendary chest. All of Vanessa's friends were two years younger than the 20 year old Lauren. They had seen her in high school as the no nonsense senior who had no time for sophomores such as themselves. They'd all had the hots for Lauren ever since, and were thrilled to see her nearly nude, wearing only a towel.

Lauren made sure the towel stayed shut and in place. Still, she felt extremely exposed before Vanessa's friends and her family. She wished she had her designer clothes, her padded bra, her Spanx. Luckily the towel wasn't very form fitting. With the chest padded, her figure looked about as people expected. Lauren just had to get through this meal and she'd be fine. That was how she reassured herself at least.

Her mother began serving plates of BBQ chicken, mashed potatoes and corn. As everyone else began eating Lauren stared at the food clutching her towel. Her hands were a little too busy protecting her modesty to eat.

"Lauren, eat your dinner." Her mother chided. "I'm done wasting money on you. Clear your plate or there will be consequences, understand?!"