The Lycans Nextdoor
It wouldn’t be bad to have a little more skin showing than the thighs beneath the see-through pantyhose I wear under my uniform.
“She said dinner is going to be ready in like an hour,” I said.
“So, go early. You can talk to the boys and even Amy. But before we go, we need to pick out what you are going to wear. I’m not letting you throw on some sweatshirt and pants,” Poppy insisted.
“It’s cold,” I pointed out.
“Grab a jacket, I’m sure their house will be warm enough, though,” Elodie pitched in.
“Fine, I know what to wear,” I said, opening my closet to pull out a loungewear set I didn't think I should even have. My older, "hot" cousin got it for me last year when my mom forced me to go out wi