"Jeff is prone to exhibitionism, and teasing flashes of clothes."
As Ashley walked along, Jeff trousers tightened, clinging to his skin as if painted on. They showed his VPL, except where the flash of pink satin rose above the waist of his trousers. His shimmying arse pulling eyes to that flash of colour. His black jeans, and dark grey top, made it impossible to miss.
"That top doesn't match..." she thought in a bare whisper.
She hadn't intended to manipulate things at the moment, but as Jeff disappeared around the corner, his top was thinning, the material becoming more transparent.
With a heavy waddling jog, Ashley caught up in a few paces. Now Jeff's mannerisms were entirely feminine. His wrists cocked and held slightly away from his hips. Nobody could ever consider him a Jock. Hell, he looked too prissy and pink, to even be a cheerleader. The type of girl who got upset at the mere idea of getting sweaty.
As Jeff knocked on the nurse's door, she noticed the clear gloss that he had on his nails.
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