Life as a good little girl/Roam through the store

From Create Your Own Story

Half crouched, you tip-toe your way through the racks whispering Tiffany's name, trying not to draw any attention to yourself. Of course by doing that you're also making it difficult to get anyone's attention.

It takes a few minutes but you eventually make it through every aisle in the store, taking care to avoid a few strangers while searching for your best friend. And there she is, just inside the entrance talking with an older boy. You think he's a highschooler, or at least assume so since he's in the middle of zipping up a backpack. But he's definitely older.

"Stephi!"

You jump when Tiff shouts your name. You had hoped you were somehow invisible. She runs over and grabs your arm, pulling you out into the open.

"This is Stephi!"

"Stephanie..." you mutter to yourself.

"Stephi, this is Morgan!"

"Hey," he nods at you with a dirty grin. Shyly, you smile back trying to be as polite as possible.

"Isn't she hot?" Tiffany teases, running her hands up your legs and your skirt. You shoot your hands down in front of you to hold the front of your 'uniform' in place, but Tiff does manage to expose some more of your thighs as she drags her hands up your body.

Morgan cocks his head to one side. "I'd say so. That's one helluva outfit."

You can feel your smile getting bigger. A boy is staring at you wearing very revealing clothes while your best friend is touching your body. The rush of embarrassment and naughtiness that runs over you has your cheeks burning red. You can barely keep eye contact.

"Don't let her shy-act fool you for a second. She's a regular hussy!"

"Tiff!" you whine in a hushed tone.

"Yeah, she sure looks like it! Mind if a snap a pic of you two? You know, for later?" he adds, winking at you.

"Sure! She doesn't mind, do you Stephi!"

You stand there nervous and smiling unsure of how to say no.

Grab Tiffany's hand and run into the back of the store.

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