“OMG Charli!” Gretchen squeals as Charli emerges from her room with her dress on for the first time since she bought it. “I didn’t realize it was this revealing.” Charli admits shyly pulling at the edge of the deep V that was revealing her breasts. “Stop it!” Gretchen scolded, slapping Charli’s hand away from her dress. “They are mesmerizing.” Gretchen teased with a giggle making Charli blush.
“Marcus said he’d be here any minute.” Charli said looking down at her phone. By habit she tried to slide it into a non-existent pocket, “Where and I going to put this?” She asked Gretchen who was texting. “We didn’t get you a clutch, did we?” Gretchen said making a face, and Charli shook her head in response. “Well, I can hold it for you or Marcus, I’m sure he’ll have pockets.” She tells her frie
