I refused to wear such little clothing without having something under it. There was not enough fabric for me to feel comfortable walking around in, especially if there was nothing underneath it as a layer of protection.
Looking up from her phone, she stated, “What did you say? I can not hear you whispering. If you are talking to me, you need to speak up b***h. I can’t hear what you are whispering about.”
“I do not have any underwear,” I stated a little louder.
There was no way she was expecting me to wear something that had so little coverage, without having something on underneath it. I needed a little more clothing to help me feel as little more covered than I really would be. Giving me the illusion that I have a suitable amount of clothing on.
Bethany grimaced at me, and I thoug
