"What about this? Think this works?"
"Nah, not sexy enough. We need to give people something to pay attention to, you know?"
"Drew," came the exasperated sigh, "We've been at this for half an hour already. We're not trying to go overboard here."
"More prepping, less talking!"
Eventually, she found the look she was going for. Turning around, she smiled at Drew and let him take in the sight.
"Whoa, that looks awesome!"
"Yeah, I know, I know. However, these tits can't quite fit in them."
"No, no, that's a good thing! Here, I've had a similar issue before--let me help you."
With a quick pull and a carefully placed safety pin, they got both the bra and the top to stay in place; they weren't about to flash anybody...yet. Both of them sighed in relief as the hardest part of the day was finally complete. However, before they headed out to the festivities downtown, they went over everything one last time.
"So," came Drew's voice, "how do you feel about celebrating St. Paddy's day in a bodysuit for the first time?"
"I'm stoked for this! Hey, do you think I'll be blessed with the Luck of the Irish today?"
He smiled back at 'her'.
"Man, with a suit like that, you're going to be the life of the party! Now, time to kick back and live it up!"
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