The Sophie Saga continues. Check my profile if you care to see how it all started.
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A few days ago, I went to a bar with Sophie to meet up with her friends. At some point in the night I was quietly dared to take my bra off. I immediately turned the idea down. I didn’t know these people, and I wanted to make a good impression. The more I thought about it, though, the more I convinced myself to do it. The place was dimly lit. Who would really notice? So I went into the bathroom, took the bra off, pulled my shirt back down, went back to my seat and snuck the bra into Sophie’s bag.
I was playing around on my phone while Sophie and a couple of her friends were playing pool. Every time I looked up, her one friend, Mya, was staring at me. She’d immediately look away any time she noticed me looking. With every glance, my nipples got a little harder. They were poking quite far out of my shirt before long.