Before I got out of the car in front of my house, Damon promised to call me later that day before giving me a quick peck on the lips. That short peck... alone sent shockwaves through my drunken and tired body. I stumbled into the front door and dragged myself to the master bedroom. Without hesitation, I threw my purse into the corner and fell across the bed. The next thing I knew, my cell phone was ringing at three in the afternoon. Boy did I sleep well! I was slightly disappointed to see. We became really friendly and one night she asked me to have a drink with her in her room. We werent supposed to go into guests rooms but as I had finished work I thought it would be ok. Anyway, I went in and we had a drink and natter for a while before I said I had to go so she gave me a hug and thanked me for joining her, and then gave me a kiss full on the lips! I pulled away and looked at her thinking should I be doing this?! On the way home I thought about what had happened. But you just clean up right afterward, as everyone else did in this house. Now, each of you line up. That’s right, all of you in this house. As you can see, you’re all naked in this house, as you should be. Unless I say otherwise, you don’t need to wear clothing at all.“You don’t need any such foolish notion as modesty. It’s an absurd concept invented to reflect shame rather than pride in human beauty and the body. There is no cause for such shame or humility. The human body is a work of art, a. .." Miranda..." I saw where this was going. "No. I can't do that." Sure you can!" She tried to sound chipper again, "it's a low keywedding! Nothing official or all that crap obviously. They just needsomebody to fill a spot, and you'll look great." But I don't even know these..." I trailed off as Miranda unzipped thegarment bag and slid out the dress... It was beautiful... Dark purplesatin, sleeveless, with a corset top and a hem that would end mid thigh.I just stared at it.Miranda seemed to.