Jessica
From Create Your Own Story
It didn't start as exhibitionism. It was just a way to spice things up a bit. Mindy and I are roommates. We had both just finished our junior year of college and decided to take a semester off to work and live life before graduating and entering the real world. I got a job as a waitress at Angelo's, a tiny Italian restaurant downtown. Work was fine. I must have been the best looking girl to ever work there because I was making great tips, but my life lacked excitement.
It turns out Mindy was feeling the same way. One night, as we were talking, we came up with a way to increase the excitement: we decided to let the other person choose our clothes every day. I should have known how dangerous it was going to be.
When I woke up on the first day of our little game Mindy had laid out my clothes for me: my sexy, black, lace bra and panties set; black, checkered pantyhose; my regular flats; a tight, black miniskirt that stopped several inches above my knees; and a black, backless shirt that must have come from her closet because I'd never seen it before.
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