Minutes into our group conversation, I noticed that the green eyes of the woman next to me kept leaving my face. Curious why she was so fixated on my top, I looked down and saw my n*****s poking against the thin cloth. I folded my arms over my chest, but doing so made my shirt ride up. I readjusted the garment to hide the fact that I was just wearing a thong. In an instant, despite still being sober, my own cheeks were burning.
"Oh, we need glasses!" I announced. Instead of going to the kitchen, I took a detour to my room and changed my outfit. I was comfortable enough to wear whatever around Gray... But I didn't want her to get the wrong idea and think that I was trying to seduce her girlfriend. I returned wearing a Scopescape sweatshirt and pajama pants. The couple was in the middle of
