Grabbing her free hand, you try to pull Stacey along with you. "Come on, let's go cause a little mayhem!" But before you could exit the living room, Stacey frees her hand from your grip. You look back towards her in confusion. "Wait a minute Eddy," she says anxiously, "I've got to get a changed first!"
You sigh in disbelief, but you impatiently accept and await her to change. You cross your arms impatiently and watch as Stacey began rummaging through the piles of clothing on the floor. She pulls out a pair of underwear, a bra, a white tank-top and a denim skirt. You look away bashfully as she dumps them onto the sofa.
All of a sudden, you notice Stacey beginning to take her pajama top off. You knew that you have never seen a girl take her shirt off in front of you, and that it had been a recurring dream of yours, but now that it was actually happening, you felt uncomfortable. "Stacey?" You suddenly yell at her before she could reveal her exposed chest to you, "What are you doing?"
Pulling the shirt back over her stomach, Stacey turns towards you and places her hands on her sides. "What?" Stacey asks nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"
You begin to blush as you answer her question. "You was about to pull your shirt off right in front of me!"
"Yeah? So?"
"Sorry, but I'm a little uncomfortable with this."
"Oh come on, Eddy! You're my boyfriend! I'm your girlfriend! What's wrong with it?"
"It's just a little uncomfortable for me, that's all." You begin to blush more and more as Stacey snaps back at you. "Oh for goodness sake!"
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