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Chapter 22 by aroes aroes

Do I help Chris Bring things up? Help Lance? Something else?

Help Chris

"I'd love to help you, Chris. Why don't you lead the way, and I can help bring things up." He smiles at me, and calmly states, "Good to hear. Lance insists on waiting up here for some reason for the items to arrive, so any help is appraised. " I nod, forgetting completely about my own state of nakedness, and I swiftly follow him out of my condo and into the hall. I only remember my lack of dress when I closed and locked the condo door.

I froze there a moment, letting out a gasp in surprise, and quickly look around our surrounding area to see if anyone may have spotted me. I heard Lance whisper, "What are you doing? Common, I want to get our things moved quickly, so I can surprise my folks! Hurry Up, while there is still time!" I shake my head, deciding I don't have time to dress now and try to act natural, hoping my 'au natural appearance would not be noticed till too late for it to be an issue. My breast bounces wildly and I rush to catch up, which draws attention from all over the lobby to my state of undress.

I manage to get by him before the lift doors have opened yet. Quite aware of how exposed I happen to be, it seems to take forever before I see the lift doors open. When the lift finally arrives, I enter right after he does. I'm in for a surprise, once more freezing up as I catch people in the lift. Thankfully, we don't stay stopped there for long, as he calmly pressed the butter to select the 4th floor, I find myself standing in the lift, with more than a few adults, and long adults, watching my every moment.

It seems to take forever, and every time the lift stops and starts, I'm all the more aware of my lack of dress, as my breasts bounce and my ass shakes each time the lift moves. When we finally get to the fourth floor, I follow him to his family's condo. He unlocks the door, and we look in before making our way to his bedroom. It seems quiet enough, and soon we have a few packed boxes by the door. I see him look back and forth before saying, "Ok, looks like the place is clear."

I pause, before asking "Clear for . . what?"

Whats on his mind?

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