My daughter knocked, somewhat hesitantly. “Dad? Are you in there? Mom said you wanted–”“Come in, sweetie.” As she stepped inside, I saw it was just as I feared: a full dress with a few modest transparent strips, and even a bra underneath.
My daughter knocked, somewhat hesitantly. “Dad? Are you in there? Mom said you wanted–”“Come in, sweetie.” As she stepped inside, I saw it was just as I feared: a full dress with a few modest transparent strips, and even a bra underneath.