Stuck Beauty: A Misadventure
Hot pants were naturally very short, and for comfort while sleeping, I hadn't even fastened the waistband. In fact, they could practically be slipped off with just a gentle tug.
"I didn't expect it to feel so real. This new batch of dolls really is something else," Mr. Palmer said excitedly.
He seemed to be leaning right over me from behind, and I could distinctly feel the warmth of his breath as he exhaled and spoke.
My heart raced with a mix of panic and anger, yet I didn't dare move a muscle. I was terrified of the embarrassment that would follow if I were discovered.