Chapter 9
by 
zankoo
What's next?
He also picks Abbie
"Fair's fair. You asked me to take off my shirt, so ..." Brad stared at Abbie, sort of waiting for her to stop him.
"So ...?" she asked.
"So for my request, will you please take your shirt off?"
She smirked at Brad. "Yes, Brad. I will." Staring straight at him, she slowly undid the remaining three buttons on her shirt. As it hung there, open in the middle, she stepped toward him. With each step, she pulled the shirt further open, and finally, let it drop off her shoulders. She wore a simple white bra underneath. She tossed the shirt at Clark, who stood to the side, and then put her arms around Brad's neck. She pulled herself up to him, pressing her body into his.
"It's a shame I'm still wearing something. I guess fair isn't quite fair," she said, stroking the side of his face with her finger.
Clark laughed, and placed Abbie's shirt on the back of a chair. "Wayne's next," he said.
What's next?
No matter the situation, Abbie Andrews is always willing to help out. Giving, generous, kind, never a complaint. Everyone likes her, and she likes everyone. In fact, it seems that no matter what anyone asks here, she says yes. When someone jokingly asks a different kind of question, Abbie begins to learn what she's really made of.
Updated on Apr 8, 2026
by zankoo
Created on May 14, 2022
by zankoo