Chapter Four
Arriving at Jane’s apartment, I was surprised by the modest building. I climbed three flights of stairs to number 327, where a very different Jane greeted me at the door in red leather boots, leggings and a sexy, lace tee. She was positively gorgeous, while I trembled in fear, knowing that eventually, I’d have to remove the shirt I’d worn over the sexy t-shirt. Though I felt bold enough to wear the t-shirt and denim skirt, any confidence I’d had in the dressing room had vanished. My n*****s showed through the fabric exactly as they had in the dressing room. I wish I’d worn the bra.
“C’mon, Alex. I’ve already seen those pretty babies,” Jane laughed as she stripped the shirt away and handed me a glass of wine. “Sit down and relax. I’ve need to finish getting ready.” She walked
