Birthday Girl: Gets Banged

I held the skirts out. "What do you think?"

"The floral is cute, but the orange pleated skirt is more festive. Do you have a blouse that goes with it?"

I pulled it out the orange, yellow and white floral blouse and showed it to her. "This is it, but it's a floral."

"That's perfect. Hurry up and put it on." I pulled off my jeans and T shirt and started to slip my arms into the blouse.

"Nuh-uh. Ditch the bra."

I frowned. "But I don't have big breasts, like you."

Becky grabbed my bra and threw it across the room. "Your breasts are fine."

I slipped my arms through the sleeves, buttoned the top three buttons and tied the blouse, then I picked up the skirt.
"Take your panties off, too."

I turned to her. "You want me to go bare bottomed with a short skirt."

Posing a silly, 'see, I'm doing it' smile, she lifted her skirt up and displayed her panty-less bottom.
I shook my head, but went along.

"Now, what were the goodies your mom had?"
"Not much. A box of condoms."
Becky grinned. "A sign from heaven."
I snickered. "Or hell."

"Whatever. What else?"

"Leather cuffs and chains, a matching collar, a blindfold, a paddle and a few other things, I have no idea what they are."

"Cuffs, collar, blindfold? Are your parents into bondage?"

I shrugged and flashed an 'I guess look'. "You tell me.