"Gwen..." I said low. "Are you sure you should be wearing that?" She was one size smaller than me, smaller waist, no rear and dirty blond hair that was naturally curly that reached mid back. Her dress V shaped down as I could tell she was wearing a corset. The skirt only stopped mid-thigh as she wore.... "Are those fish net stockings?!" I exclaimed.
"Yea... Justin said he likes them."
"Gwen... I don't think that's a good idea."
"What's the harm?" I remembered the last encounter with Issac. He had pinned me so much that I couldn't move or resist in any way besides really hurting him where it counted now that I had pondered it repeatedly. Even though my clothes being wet and a second skin, Gwen was advertising herself.
"How long have you been seeing Justin?"
"Since summer started.
