Shailene Woodley

I spotted Shailene Woodley leaving her home. She wore a wide-brimmed black hat, a long, loose fitting sweater, and blue and white flora print tights.

I got her attention and used the camera on her. "Shailene, you need to wear nothing but that hat at the sweater. Lose the underwear and tights. You can strip right here and now."

"Oh, of course," said Shailene. She kicked off her shoes and started to pull down her tights. "Who are you?"

"Your new neighbor. I'm John, and I just moved into Kendall's place. She is a vapid bimbo, and being my maid is all she can mentally handle."

"Oh my god, I know right?" said Shailene. Soon she was only wearing the top and the hat and the shoes. "It's OK that your nipples grow erect when you're near me."

Shailene's nipples grew erect and poked out the material of her sweater.

"I'm having a get togther tonight. Go buy some very expensive wine and invite three, single female friends over. Tell them it's a girls night and they need to wear the sexiest underwear they own. Tell them whatever it takes to get them to my place tonight promptly at 7 pm. You man go on your way now, Shailene."

"Thanks, I know exactly who to invite!" She walked off and I admired the way the sweater swished across her ass.