I can’t believe what I’ve just said. Callie gapes at me, so she can’t either. She does gather up the fabric of her skirt and cover herself up.
I’ll never get those blue-and-purple-striped panties out of my head. Never.
“For your information,” she says, reaching her hand toward me.
I extend my hand to her and help her to her feet. Her face burns red, but I …
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