Love & Letters

Unintentional Lolita Ch. 07

Author's note:

This is a follow-up to the previous chapter of Unintentional Lolita; you may want to read it first... this will make a lot more sense if you do.

Pam stood at her dresser looking at the clothes she was putting away.

She chewed at her lip as she looked at the thin, skintight green shorts that she wore for volleyball, picked them up, and held them in front of her, covering the heather grey gym shorts she was wearing as much as she could.

They were scant, weren't they? Just a tad more cloth than the bottom half of a two-piece swimsuit, and snug enough to be much more revealing. She looked up into the mirror. She was all but ready for bed, and with her bra off, her nipples were clearly outlined against her T-shirt.

Interesting, wasn't it, that Kelly's mother and her own felt the same way about the shorts? Maybe not so much; most of the mothers thought the same thing. And that was what made it so hard to deal with; they were all eighteen; old enough to vote; old enough, push come to shove, to be out on their own; yet all still living at home where they had to listen to their parents harp at them. That was usually their mothers preaching about how they were dressing like sluts; why didn't they just put on a t-shirt that read "Wanna fuck?"

She and her mother had argued about the shorts a number of times. Pam didn't know why her mom was making such a big deal; it wasn't like she'd chosen the shorts for their uniforms.

Her mother just didn't get it, though. You couldn't wear anything under them without it being seen, and there was nothing so embarrassing as everyone being able to tell exactly what you were wearing for underwear.

And Kelly. Pam sighed. Kelly had come to her with common interest, observation and a dirty little suggestion. Pam sighed again; her friend was probably at home lying in bed thinking almost the same thoughts she was. And she'd snapped at Kelly for it.

But Kelly was right; Teddy was cute, even if he was Pam's twin brother. He was pretty athletic, really; the geeky awkwardness about him was an act. Well, maybe not an act; the truth, Pam suspected, was that he was too distracted staring at the girl's asses, or on occasion, their bouncing boobs.

That was the only one reason why he watched the girls play volleyball, and it was the same reason, too, that he played volleyball on occasion; to watch her and the other girls.

Pam knew he spied on her when he had the chance, and she'd spied on him a couple of times, too. She hadn't really seen much, but she was pretty sure he had bigger cock than the boy she'd been dating up until a couple of weeks ago. And she was sure Teddy jerked off thinking about her, too, but she couldn't let Kelly know it turned her on, could she? No, that would be just a little too weird.

Pam giggled. Would Kelly let Teddy watch her? She looked into the mirror and slowly shook her head. Why did she get a twist in her stomach to think about him looking at Kelly the way he looked at her? Why was she getting wet thinking about any of this?

'Wear something under those shorts... something... anything...' That's what her mother had said.

Would a thong really make a difference beneath her shorts?

She didn't really think so, but you could never really tell for sure what something looked like if you didn't have the right angle; that's why it was so important for someone else to look at you when you tried something on.

Pam sighed as she looked at the clock. It was late; she should really be in bed, considering she had to practice in the morning. Her mom and dad had been in bed for more than an hour.

She laid down the shorts and picked up the thong, holding it up in front of her and she felt her heart race. She might as well not even bother with it, no more than it covered, especially as snug as the shorts were anyway.