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| Room With A View; A Wiggs & Lita Co-Production | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 27 2007, 07:08 PM (48 Views) | |
| Lita Maivia | Jun 27 2007, 07:08 PM Post #1 |
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We open on a changing screen. You know, one of those screens that women change behind where you can see their silhouette? It’s meant to be incredibly sexy. This particular one is showing a curvy individual slipping on some very skimpy attire. Let’s watch. Oh, I feel I should mention that some pop-y synthesized music is playing as we watch this. As the vocals kick in, some of you might recognize the artist as pre-pubescent icon Hannah Montana. You know, she’s that Disney singer that little girls would take a bullet for. It’s very creepy. The music picks up with a harder beat that makes even the most rhythm-challenged individual want to at least bob their head. In this case, it brings Jaime Lee strutting out from behind the screen. I feel I should mention she is wearing nothing but a blue bra and matching boy shorts. Oh, and a pair of black high heels. She stops in the center of the room, hands on her hips as she does a slow turn, pausing with her booty facing the camera before turning back to face us. Jaime: This is one of my favorite sets. But is it maybe too fancy for a match? So who exactly is she talking to? Omigod! Is it Xtreme Kitten? Is she showing off her booty to The XK? The camera pulls back, swinging slightly to the right as it does so to reveal…La Lesbiana Fantastica. So not XK. Well there goes that scoop. Oh well, looks like Team Sexy Awesome are busy preparing for their upcoming bra and panties ARMs match. Hey, it’s been a while now since Jaime asked her question and Lesbiana is has yet to answer. She’s been sitting, head cocked to the side, eyes tracing Jaime’s curves for at least half a minute now. Luckily she’s about to snap out of it. Lesbiana: Oh, erm, no, not at all. Gets the thumbs up from me. She leans back into the comfy leather couch that runs along the wall of Jaime’s locker room, which apparently comes with a fantastic view. But if they’ve decided on the outfit already then that view is about to disappear. Lesbiana: But er, just to be on the safe side, maybe you should try some others on. Nice save. Jaime nods her head and does exactly that. Just not right in front of Lesbiana. She makes her way behind the changing screen, slowly removing the undergarments she’s wearing and digging through her suitcase for another pair. Jaime: I can’t believe I thought we actually started the match in our bra and panties. How embarrassing! Jaime giggles to herself, struggling to hook her bra behind her back as Lesbiana cranes her neck to try and get a better view of the half naked silhouette. Lesbiana: Yeah…yeah that would suck. Jaime eventually gives up and puts her bra on backwards before spinning it around and pulling it up over her… endowments. All the while clueless that Lesbiana is watching this. Through the screen of course. She isn’t a pervert… is she? Jaime: It’s so cool to have a girl friend to do this with. I’m so nervous about wearing the right set out there and it’d just be so awkward doing this with a guy friend. I always felt like Jesse was checking me out. Lesbiana: Pah, pervert. *shifty eyes* Jaime makes her way around the screen, now wearing a pink strapless bra, accompanied with a pink pair of lace panties. Oh, as she turns around we see it’s a thong. She faces Lesbiana, holding her arms out to her sides with a curious look on her face. Jaime: You know what I mean? About guys checking you out. It's so annoying sometimes! Lesbiana: Totally. Ms. Fantastica seems to go a bit dreamy eyed as she looks this latest little number (and I emphasize the word ‘little’) up and down, though as Jaime’s words funnel into her brain she manages to snap herself out of it. Lesbiana: Oh yeah, I mean guys can be such pigs sometimes, with their one track minds and their penises. All they see you as is a firm, peachy ass and full, supple…*ahem* Yeah, pink. I like pink. Pink is good. She recomposes herself, eyes darting about the room as if there was anyone else there to judge her. She pulls her legs up under her on the couch and clears her throat once more. Lesbiana: So what else ya got? Jaime: I just got one more to try on. Jaime turns to head back towards the changing screen but stops and turns back to Lesbiana once again. She smiles at her new friend, sighing happily. Jaime: You are just awesome. I love that we don’t have to worry about… Jaime trails off, frowning as her eyes traveling to the stereo once the song comes to an end, placing the room in a music silence. She hurries across the room, Lesbiana’s eyes watching as she…*ahem*…bounces towards the stereo, pressing the PLAY button and restarting Hannah Montana’s vocals throughout the room. She smiles and hurries back over to Lesbiana. Jaime: …feeling like a piece of meat while trying on these types of outfits. Jaime shakes her head at the thought of perverted men watching her like a sexual object and hurries behind the screen, changing once again. Lesbiana: Yeah…meat. She nods in agreement as she cringes through another round of Hannah Mon-what’s-her-face. Surely even getting to see Jaime half naked and posing in her underwear isn’t worth this auditory torture. But endure she does, so dedicated to boobs as Lesbiana is. Jaime changes as quickly as possible, actually taking her heels off for this wardrobe change. Is she putting on a new pair of shoes? Ooh, I wonder if they’re cute. While changing, she of course can’t stop talking. Jaime: Although some men are okay. Like, I certainly wouldn’t complain if Xtreme Kitten was eyeing me like a piece of meat. Because, girlfriend, with a body like that, I definitely would like watching him try on some hot outfits. Amirite?! Jaime giggles as she seems to transform into a black woman behind that changing screen. Lesbiana however is caught between two equally worrying thoughts, the first that Jaime still hasn’t figured out what ‘Lesbiana’ means in Spanish, and then second is a visual of Xtreme Kitten trying on some “hot outfits” similar to those that Jaime has donned this very evening. It’s all very disturbing. Lesbiana: Erm…I guess? Thankfully for Lesbiana, Jaime finishes changing and cannot elaborate on those “hote outfits”. Although, she probably could because she can seemingly talk through any activity, but she opts not to right now. She emerges from the changing screen with… still the black heels. But that’s okay, because they’re cute. And they’re over a pair of black fishnets going all way up to her thighs and attached to a black garter belt. Under that we see a pair of black panties lined with white lace and pink accents. A matching black bra has the same pink accents and white lace along Jaime’s cleavage. Jaime: Is this one too slutty? Lesbiana’s mouth drops as she stares at the figure of sexiness stood before her. She blinks a couple of times in quick succession before finally finding her voice. Lesbiana: Totally. Wait? What was the question? Lesbiana: I mean…no! I mean…that looks gorgeous, Jay. I think we have a winner. She gives Jaime the double thumbs up and tries to stop staring at her friend like a lion at a thick, juicy, well endowed sirloin. Jaime squeals and jumps up and down happily like she just won American Idol. Yay for Jaime! Up and down, she jumps… or bounces, even. Jaime: Oh! We didn’t even find you an outfit. Lesbiana: Meh, I’ll be fine. She waves away Jaime’s concern with a flick of her hand, apparently she’s not as concerned with finding the right outfit as her stylish friend. Lesbiana: I found a clean pair of undies and a matching bra in the pile in my locker room, I think we’re set. Guess we should probably start looking for weapons now huh. Aww, no more underwear parade? Well that kinda sucks. Jaime: That’s a good idea. I have no idea what weapon to use. I’m not really a violent person. Jaime says this like it’s a surprise. Anyways, off they are to find weapons. Whoops! Maybe not. Jaime stops halfway to the door. Jaime: O-M-G! I almost walked out in my bra and panties! She puts a hand over her mouth and giggles like an idiot as she heads back towards the changing screen. Jaime: THAT would’ve been embarrassing! Lesbiana rolls her eyes. Not in a mean way, more in a ‘Oh that girl o’ mine’ kinda way that comes with an endearing smile. She kicks her feet off the couch and stands up, scooping up with her a pair of pink panties from one of Jaime’s earlier sets. She holds it up in front of her, stretching it out slightly as she inspect the sexy little garment. Lesbiana: Kinda love my job. Fade. |
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