Cute Vs. Sexy

Three girls linger in Lily’s bedroom, arguing over the neighborhood talent-show costumes. Kayley wants to look fuck-me sexy; Lily insists on schoolgirl cute. They turn to Jazmin, who shrugs with a sly smile and says she needs a closer look before she can pick a side. Kayley slips into a skintight bodysuit and heels; Lily buttons up a short plaid skirt and a cropped blouse. Side by side they spin for Jazmin, who watches their hips sway, biting her lower lip. She still pretends to weigh the choice, ordering them to strike poses, drop into low squats, flash their thighs. Kayley arches her back so her breasts strain the fabric; Lily twirls and giggles, her skirt lifting to reveal innocent white cotton. Jazmin’s eyes darken. She tells them to bend over so she can check for wardrobe slips. Two perfect asses rise in front of her—one squeezed into sheer mesh, the other framed by pleated cotton. Heat floods between her legs. She licks her lips and finally drops the act. “There’s only one way to settle this,” she says, voice low. “Take it all off.”