She follows me down the hall and waits while I find her a plain white T-shirt. It’s going to be huge on her, but it’ll do the trick. At least I won’t have to suffer the torture of seeing flashes of her perfect little ass cheeks since the shirt will probably hit her mid-thigh.

I’m quickly choking on those words when I see her start to unbutton her jean shorts. I watch them fall down her gorgeous legs to puddle on the floor by her feet. The tiny little lacy thong she’s wearing ...