Kim Pine Outfits Novels & Stories

This was only something she decided for herself; for me, I decided that I would continue to wear pants. Kim was serious, she actually did start a fire and threw all of her pants, panties, and skirts into a fire. She cheered loudly and laughed with me as they burnt. "Only thing I wish now is that I admire you and your naked ass at work. Since you'll be wearing that necklace, nobody, including me, will be able to see it," I said. "Nope, you have to focus on your job while you're still on duty!" Kim said, followed by some laughter from the both of us. "But you can enjoy it to your heart's content whenever we're off-duty or not in public."

CHAPTER 96: ENJOYING THEIR NEW KITCHEN DAMIEN: Kim and I changed into our casual outfits and I leaned against the wall looking at how beautiful she was. Kim wore a pair of fitted bump shorts that left little to the imagination, and a skimpy top that ended right at the middle of her abdomen, revealing just enough smooth skin to get my pulse jumping. Her hair was tied into a loose bun and her hips seemed to be swaying lightly as she walked past me without so much as a glance.

Jade had never felt bolder and sexier than she ever did, except now, for she finally decided to let out her real sexual identity. And yes, Jade identified as a she from now on. She sashayed her way into the entrance of the forest where everyone was gathered for the next game tonight, wearing their uniform that she had specifically customize into a black short hoodie, gothic, punk pullover crop top, hooded sweatshirt long sleeves with alloy chain connected to the neckline that goes around her hips and backside, then she paired it with the women’s leggings uniform instead of the jogging pants assigned for the men.

The owner of the hand pivoted me, covering my mouth again, making my screams almost silent. “It's me.” The deepness of her voice scared me even more. “Please don’t shout.” Kim removed the piece of cloth from my mouth, shoving it into the pocket of her black sweatpant. She still had her dark aura, dressed in a black sweater, black sweatpants, and black boots, but her bold eyeliner wasn’t there, making her eyes shine and look less gothic.

He swallowed uneasily, not bothering to hide the longing in his voice as they peeled out from each other. Chinwe walked away from him and sat on the bed. She was not dressed like a servant today, instead she was donned with the antelope hide he had given her. The pelt, which covered her chest and waist, fitted her so well, exposing her shoulders, her belly and her laps. The color of the Uri (local pencil) on her skin, matched perfectly with her black hair, which was braided in two, and stood on her head like a buttress root.

It’s light tinted the sand in a silver sheen, and cloaked the world in a backdrop of deep, radiant blue. The only bits of color came from the crackling fire and from Kimberly’s sheer dress. It was a vibrant crimson, with a neckline that exposed the tops of her small breasts. She’d plastered herself to Ryker’s side the moment we appeared, all but hissing at me as I passed. Everyone noticed, but only Jude felt the need to say something. He cut his eyes towards my cousin and spat, “Why don’t you cock a leg and piss on him, Kim? Fucking pathetic.”

My backyard was visible, focusing mainly on the azure rectangle of the pool. Austin was exactly where I expected him to be. He was draped over a chaise lounge, sunglasses perched low on his nose, reading some thick, leather-bound book that I was sure was just for show. He had on a pair of dark swim trunks, and the sun was hitting the wet-from-the-pool sheen on his shoulders. He looked perfect. And utterly unreachable. Then, Kim walked through the gate. I had given her twenty minutes. Twenty minutes to put on a show. I sucked in a sharp breath. She hadn’t just dressed ‘sexy’; she had dressed aggressively.

I reasoned. "Makes sense. We still haven't confronted her on the swimsuit incident." A dark smile grew on my lips, "Retribution comes in due time." Hae Jin was taken aback, a bit by my expression. "Then we should be extra careful, just in case." He concluded. "Let's just sort out the outfits first." I had taken up the finale outfit we had brought from the KME mansion setting it aside. Hae Jim rolled the rack of clothing closer, checking them out.

It’s a pain that their birthday falls on the same day as my task today. Do you still plan to go, sir? I don’t think you’re feeling well." Kim asked. After looking at her for a moment, I forgot she was there. I frowned when I saw what she was wearing. Additionally, the wig is long and blonde but has a punk style. Her hands and arms also have fake tattoos. “You truly enjoyed our work, are you?” I asked Kim all of a sudden. She giggled at what I said. “Why, Sir? It seems like a good choice for the bar we’re going to.”

It was just in time because the pain hit again, and this time neither one could mistake it for anything other than labor. Nate, always good in a crisis, grabbed Kim’s leggings and attempted to put them on. Kim, on the other hand, reached into her closet and pulled out a dress. She didn’t bother with underwear; she had some in her hospital bag. “Are you coming?” she asked him after slipping into some flip flops. “What’s wrong with my damn pants?” Nate yelled. “Nothing,” Kim said calmly. “But those are my pants.” He looked down and saw that he was, indeed, an idiot. Dropping her leggings, he snagged a pair of sweats and yanked them on. A t-shirt went on next and by the time he grabbed his shoe