Sometimes less is more

Jennifer stuck her head into the room as Thomas was just about done uploading the recent video and motioned for him to come. "Hey, listen, I was wondering if you had a moment?"

He nodded and motioned for her to come into the room. "Sure, what's up?"

Jennifer handed him her phone. "I took two pictures on a style I was planning on trying out, wondered what you would think. This one is a more light and natural look while this one is a bit more made up but I thought made my face look a bit brighter."

Thomas looked at the two before he nodded. "This one," handing her back the phone with the natural look and then dug through some of the bags before he pulled out a small sample and handed it to her. "Try this, let me know what you think, okay?" Jennifer happily nodded and after looking through, blinked in surprise. "Yeah, they're a sponsor for some of my videos."

"Why are you a teacher again?" she asked and Thomas just laughed and shrugged. With that, he turned back to the screen and after writing off several tweets and posts on IG, closed the computer for a moment and then looked back outside. It was a Friday, the day after the conference where they had (luckily) taken a day off to rest after pounding papers and grades all week, and he originally just wanted to get caught up on some of the videos before taking the rest of the day off. Adams was busy doing something with his family and Darlene was off at work.

He turned and looked at the questionnaire at the side of the table and picked it up.

11.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU WEAR JEWELRY?

He paused for a moment on that. His mom was not a flashy person by any means so growing up, he never really saw a lot of jewelry in the house. Besides a ring and some earrings, he wasn't really used to seeing a woman sporting a lot. Even his sister didn't have much in the way of jewelry. Darlene? Please, anything remotely feminine was almost forbidden around her. I would wear appropriate amounts, they would be accessories for moments but not a lot. He thought for a moment and then nodded. It would be tasteful too, age appropriate.

Placing the document back down, he looked over at his phone and scrolled through the texts he had gotten until his eyes stumbled across one from Mr. Jameson, the math teacher. He was a new hire, maybe only in his second year, and the two had exchanged numbers at the conference. He had asked to meet with him for lunch tomorrow to discuss some ideas for the department report. Even though he was in English, Thomas had volunteered to help and the young man smiled back and sent him a text.

JUST SAW YOUR VLOG. WHY ARE YOU A TEACHER AGAIN?

Thomas rolled his eyes but just laughed it off and sent him a few details on a coffee shop they could meet up at. They exchanged a few more texts before he slipped the phone into the pink bag next to the door. He checked himself in the mirror, making sure to touch up on the makeup and after straightening out the dress one last time, went downstairs.

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Thomas and Jennifer came back home, the two of them having spent the day going out and checking out some sales at the shopping center, when they spotted Darlene's car in the driveway. It was rare for her to be home early enough on a Saturday, but the two just shrugged it off and after parking, Thomas helped take some of the bags from the trunk in to the house. Jennifer was right behind, the two of them laughing, as they walked up the stairs and after placing her bags into her room down the hall, Thomas walked back to his room and placed her stuff down. It was a simple sale that they had originally started off but now, looking at the four bags, he laughed a bit. Three pairs of shoes and several tops had caught his eye, not to mention spending some time trying on a dress or three before settling on two more. Jennifer, for her part, had snagged several bags worth of blouses and skirts to help fill up her closet and a pair of stilettos she had been eyeing for some time.

He walked into his bathroom and after drawing himself a bath, took a look at the questionnaire and then settled down in the soapy water with the thought on his mind.

12.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WHAT SIZE WOULD YOUR BREASTS BE?