Eden turned one way, then the other, trying to see how she looked. Her bureau mirror only showed the top two-thirds of her body, though. So she couldn’t tell if the borrowed skirt was sexy, slutty or simply stupid. “Shouldn’t you be asking if it’s too revealing? Or,” Bev leaned her head sideways and squinted, “if you should be wearing underwear?” Eden clapped both hands on her butt cheeks, checking to make sure they weren’t hanging out. The skirt wasn’t that short, was it? After assuring herself it hit mid-thigh, she glared at her friend. “Just because it doesn’t leave panty lines doesn’t mean a thong isn’t underwear,” she chided. And she wasn’t about to ruin the look of her cute little black skirt with panty lines. Short, but not so much that she’d be in danger of flashing her goods, it fit like a glove, and showed off the benefits of being able to eat anything and everything and not gain an ounce.
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