I shifted on the bed, turning my body away from her and crossing one leg over the other. “I’m not decent and I thought you might be someone else.” My heart thundered and I didn’t remove the sheet. If anything, I wanted to wrap it tighter around my shoulders, self conscious as my nipples began to tighten beneath the thin brassiere that covered them.
“Oh, really, Monica, how prudish you are.” She waited for a moment, as if expecting me to remove the sheet, then shook her head. “Are you really so shy around other women?”
Not any other women, I wanted to say, just you.
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