Wearing what you have.

Getting into my closet, it only takes me a few seconds to find the shirt and skirt I was thinking of.

Several minutes later, I've cut the skirt down just enough that it's just shy of scandalous. With that done, I change into the shirt and skirt, then move to the bathroom for a good look at myself.

The skirt I'm wearing is a touch shorter than I had intended, just barely covering my panties. I strongly suspect that the mere act of walking will be enough to expose them. Lifting up the skirt a little, I glance at my lacy white panties before letting the edge of my skirt fall back in place.

My eyes drifting upwards, I can see the way my shirt pulls tightly over my frame. Its almost immediately obvious that wearing a bra with this shirt is just going to look tacky.

Reluctantly, I reach under the shirt and remove my bra. Glancing back at the mirror, I can see my breasts through the thin material.

If I wear a jacket, at least no one will see my chest until I'm on stage, I think, a hint of arousal tempering my apprehension.

Knowing that I have all day before Amateur Night begins, I idly wonder if I should go out for a little while or stay in for the day before I need to leave for 'Teasers' Gentleman's Club.'