They go look at clothes together

Danny followed Katie upstairs to her room. At the top of the stairs, he looked back down over the balcony rail at the floor below. He pulled out his phone and tapped out a text message. "Just texting my partner to bring the makeup stuff inside."

Katie nodded. "Here's my room."

They stepped inside, and Danny got a good look at the array of clothes she had laid out on the bed. He also got a good look at a few other things Katie had left out ... namely, two vibrators and a bottle of oil.

Between the robe, the vibrators, and her perky energy, this is quite the house call! he thought. His eyes wandered the room. It was decorated nicely, pastel colors, very girly. From the bed linens to the vanity and chair, it looked like Katie was aiming to get out of her teenage years quickly. The sex toys on the nightstand reinforced that perspective.

Katie turned to look at Danny, who had been silent for some time. She saw that he was staring at her nightstand, so she looked there as well. "Oops," she said. "Oh well, it's not like sex is a secret." She had two toys. One was a small purple vibrator, the other was a massive plastic dildo in the shape of an erect penis. It had been a joke gift from Olivia last Christmas, but it turned out that Katie used it regularly. It was similar in size to Tyler's cock (her not-quite-a-boyfriend who often spent the night at the house), and she had many fantasies about two men at once. Real Tyler and plastic Tyler was a close approximation.

"Does that make you nervous, Danny?" she asked, her voice lowering a bit.

Danny took a deep breath, and snapped back to reality. "No."

"Good. I like your confidence." Katie gestured to the clothes on the bed. "So here are the ideas I had. Dressy, casual dressy, casual at home, professional, swimsuit, and one teen look just to hold onto the old days."

Danny nodded. He picked up a few of the items, comparing the choices. "This all looks great. You have a good sense of fashion and of what looks good with your skin tone and hair and eye color."

"Thank you!"

"Will you want to change up here between looks, or do you want to bring things downstairs? Is there a place downstairs that's more convenient for changing clothes?"

Katie thought for a second, then shrugged. "Let's bring it all downstairs. We'll figure it out." As they began stacking up the clothes to place in a plastic storage bin for transporting them, Katie stood up sharply. "Oh, wait! I need under things!"

Danny remembered the robe falling open, and recognizing that Katie saw him see her, said, "Yup. You sure do."

"I always try to match my bras and panties with my outfits. Style, color, feel -- they have to go together or I just don't feel right."

"I'm sure that some basic whites will be sufficient under all the clothes. The only one that doesn't need them is the bikini."

"Oh, no no no, Daniel. You are way off the mark. Plus, I don't even own any 'basic whites.' God, the very idea."

Danny laughed. No one called him Daniel. And her haughty dismissal of white panties and bras was amusing. "Do you need me here to help you pick out your, uh, under things?"

Katie paused. "I guess not. When we're shooting downstairs, you can let me know if they seem like compatible choices to you. Why don't you run along, little man. Take that box of clothes down with you. I'll be there in a second."

Danny picked up the container of clothes, and headed toward the door. Katie pulled out a lacy black bra, and held it up to her chest as she looked in the mirror. She pulled open the robe, and pressed the lace to her skin. Danny watched for a second from the door way. Because of the three-part mirror, he couldn't tell if she was looking at him in one of the reflections. Katie rubbed the lace as it pressed against her breast, and took a deep breath. She raised her eyes again, and this time, definitely caught a glimpse of Danny in the doorway behind her.

Katie dropped the hand that was holding the bra and her naked breast remained visible in the mirror. Danny looked at her for another instant, then turned, and headed back downstairs.