NATALIE

I did exactly what Trevor had told me to do, ate and came straight back to his room.

I was waiting for him, too scared to do anything but stand in the middle of the room. I barely even let my eyes wander up from the ground.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when the door behind me opened.

I knew who it was.

I jumped again as Trevor closed the door loudly behind him.

"Miss me?"

He smirked and glided past me, throwing multiple of shopping bags and a duffle bag onto his bed.

"I'll take your silence as a yes."

He slipped off his jacket and tossed it onto his dresser before clapping his hands loudly together.

"So, sweetheart, I swung by your house today and let me show you what won't get you laid."

He picked up the duffle bag and unzipped it, pulling out a baggy T-shirt and loose sweats.

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Wait, are those mine?" I asked, dumbfounded, and he simply nodded, holding them up.

"There's no way you even have a figure in these."

He rolled his eyes, throwing them to the side and going in to grab something else.

"They're my pajamas!" I said in defense.

"Yeah, well then it looks to me like over half your damn wardrobe is pajamas." He said cockily.

"This."

He held up one of my church dresses that stopped to my ankles.

"This will also NEVER turn on anyone."

He threw it carelessly on the floor.

I crossed my arms, trying to contain my anger.

He went through my room!

Was in my house!

And now, he is judging how I dress!

"I'm not trying to turn anyone on." I mumbled.

He chuckled, reaching back into the duffle bag and pulling out a white, full coverage bra.

My eyes went wide and I could feel my face and neck burning red with embarrassment.

I'll just be honest about the bra.

Yes, it looked like something an old woman would wear, but it was comfortable!

I quickly got my feet moving and snatched it out of his hands, holding it behind my back.

"What's your point?!" I barked at him.

He gave me a warning look and I glanced to the side, avoiding his gaze as I chewed my bottom lip.

"My point is," Trevor said, reaching for the bra behind my back and snatched it back from me, holding it up in front of him. "That not even Marc, a sex-crazed lunatic, is going to get it up for a nun. You're trying to get him in bed, not church."

He dropped the bra on the floor with all my other things.

"So," he continued before I could comment further. "I've taken matters into my own hands."

This time, he picked up one of the shopping bags.

"Let's just be blunt about it. Marc likes sluts because sluts know what they're doing in bed. I'll give you a few options." He said, smirking, pulling out a completely, all too revealing, little black dress.

"Where's the rest of it? No." I said, rolling my eyes and waved off the dress in dismissal.

"Fine."

Trevor reached into a different bag.

"Here."

I nearly dropped dead.

"On second thought, maybe that first dress wasn't so bad..." I trailed off.

Trevor tossed it at me and I just let it fall at my feet.

He rolled his eyes, picking it up and shoving it into my hands.

"Go try it on." He said in a duh voice, shoving me toward the bathroom that's linked to his room.

He pushed me in and I groaned, closing the door and locking it.

I sighed and held up the dress.

There's absolutely no way I was wearing this for anyone.

Would it even cover my butt cheeks?

I slowly slid off my clothes and slipped the dress on.

It was so tight that I literally thought it was made of spandex.

I could barely breathe.

"Come out." Trevor instructed.

There was no way anyone was ever going to see me in this.

Especially him.

"It doesn't fit!" I yelled through the door, tugging on the end slightly at an impossible attempt to make it longer.

"Come. Out." He said, sterner this time.

I groaned and opened the door.

I crossed my arms over my chest, standing in the doorframe.

"Come out all the way."

He rolled his eyes, annoyed, and I slowly walked into the middle of the room.

I could feel Trevor's eyes burning holes through my body as he looked it up and down.

He walked slowly around me multiple of times.

I self-consciously tugged the dress down to try and cover more of myself.

He stopped in front of me.

"It's not too small. It's fine." He said as he looked me up and down again, nodding in approval. "I knew it would."

He turned back toward the shopping bags.

I shifted awkwardly and turned to go put back on my regular clothes.

"Stop."

He held out his hand, a little pink bag dangling from his fingertips.

"Try this on."

I took it and walked at a slightly fast pace back to the bathroom, feeling Trevor's eyes on me the whole time.

I swung the door shut, making sure to lock it as I reached into the bag.

I slowly pulled out a see-through bra and matching underwear.

I could feel my entire face heat up in embarrassment.

I slipped them on slowly and shifted uncomfortably.

I crossed my arms over my chest, looking in the mirror.

"You don't have to come out." Trevor called through the door and I heaved a sigh of relief, literally thanking God as I stripped the lingerie off and began putting back on my normal clothes.

"But tell me, does that bra fit because I would've never thought you to be a C!" He called through the door again.

I could feel my entire body flush pink as I swung the door open, leaving the lingerie on the floor of the bathroom.

I began picking up my clothes from my house Trevor threw on the floor and shoving them into the duffle.

"It's fine." I said quietly.

I raised up after I was done putting the clothes away to find Trevor standing staring shamelessly at my chest.

I crossed my arms over it quickly.

"I really didn't think they were that big, but now that I'm looking at them, I can see that." He nodded his head in approval.

I stood there awkwardly, my arms still wrapped tightly around myself.

Trevor went into the bathroom and picked up the black dress and lingerie.

"Alright, Princess, this is what you'll wear to meet Marc." He said as he held up the lingerie.

"And then maybe the dress after it's all said and done." He said, smirking.

I frowned at his sexual joke.

"You said no sex. So, why do I have to wear the lingerie under my dress?"

He rolled his eyes.

"You're so naive, Natalie."

A smirk pulled on the side of his mouth.

"You've got to at least give him a little tease. A bra strap, ass, something! But, don't worry about that right now. That's lesson number two." He grinned tauntingly at me.

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