The thump, thump, thump of the music was so intense that her heart was beating right out of her chest. Amanda fidgeted with the gauzy dress, smoothing it over her hips. She had found the skimpy outfit in “her” bedroom; it was just one of many items of clothes that she had left behind when she had gone to Manning Grove. Two-sided tape kept her breasts contained by the narrow strips of material and the length was so short that she would have to remember to not bend over.
Wearing short dresses and skirts required skill; a lesson Amanda had previously learned the hard way. She knew better now: to carefully squat down--knees delicately together, of course--instead of bending over if she needed to pick something up.
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4 comments:
Love the description Jeanne- once again **applauding you**
She's made of sterner stuff than I if she's willing to wear a dress like that! lol
Haha! Women go through so much to be sexy! Great excerpt Jeanne!
Great description and great action. I could picture her.
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