I get dressed to go to the club, it's been so long. You aren..
Added 2020-04-04 19:38:33 +0000 UTCI get dressed to go to the club, it's been so long. You aren't going, not you still tell me to wear nothing under my dress. The side slits are huge, and the chance of me exposing my breasts- especially if I dance- is almost garunteed. You're pleased. I show up and am already getting stares. I quickly order a shot and a beer to help calm my nerves. I'm messaging you, telling you all this. I'm tipsy. You tell me to show my breasts to someone I think is cute at the club. I somehow get up the courage to let my shirt slip and let him see, I'm practically dripping from excitement.
