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I watched my reflection in the floor-length mirror turning from side to side and wondering if I hadn't made a huge mistake letting Cassie choose my dress. Maybe it was too reviewing for the occasion? And I'm not worried about being cold, but rather about my n*****s or p***y making an appearance. A knock came on my bedroom's door disturbing my constant frowning. "Are you decent? I don't want a repeat from last Thursday." - Grisha's voice said and I giggled. "Some might argue about my decency, but I think you're safe." - I yelled back. "Alright, so I'm coming in. But just be warned, I'm not alone." "If Cassie's with you, tell her she can have this dress, if we can actually call it that." - I said and the door to my room opened and a whistle came from behind my back. I turned and wa