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A little background to our story …
Her name was Julia Stark and she was the teenage daughter of Edward Stark, the famous oil painter and the curator of “Gahna Third World Art Museum.” Though she loved her father very much, he was rarely at home for her. Most of the time he was out of the country giving lectures in international art schools. His articles appeared in Readers Digest, Newsweek, Aurora and other famous magazines.
Julia lost her mother when she was 11. A couple of years after her death, Edward Stark married a nurse by the name Stephanie. Initially, Julia thought no woman could replace her mother but Stephanie proved to be such a warm and loving person, Julia grew very close to her. She and Stephanie were more like best friends than stepmother and stepdaughter. Julia called Stephanie by her first name and shared everything with her.
Our story begins three days before Julia’s eighteenth birthday …
Chapter 1:
“Do you think this skirt is too short Stephanie?” Julia asked looking at the mirror.
“Hmm?” Stephanie was lying reading a magazine and did not look up.
Julia examined herself in the mirror for a few seconds then turned towards Stephanie once again. “Steph… come on tell me”
“Oh I am sorry.” Stephanie looked up and examined the girl who stood in front of the dresser. She was 5.6 inches tall, with blue eyes and smooth fair skin. Her blonde hair looked nice in the short bob cut that she always kept. As Stephanie looked on she realized that since Julia was now eighteen, her most noticeable feature was her figure. Julia was a perfect 36C-24-36.
“So… what do you think? Is this too revealing?” Julia asked. Her shirt was knotted at the top, revealing a firm tummy. The skirt was cut so high, her toned and smooth legs were open to display.
“Well …” Stephanie put aside the magazine and stood up. “ …you come across as someone who is really desperate for attention.”
Julia placed her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes.
“No… what I mean is …if you must reveal your skin, you should do it with some class. Not like some street walker” Stephanie stood up and turned towards her closet. “Let me find you something.” She started going through her wardrobe. After a few minutes of searching, she pulled out a black dress. “Now this was ME a few pounds ago. It should fit you just fine.” She placed the dress on Julia. “I used to fit in it once upon a time.”
“Aww …come on you can still fit in that.” Julia took the dress from Stephanie. “Stop thinking you are overweight. Most guys would really go nuts for your kind of body.”
“Thanks honey but I still think I need to lose a few pounds.” Stephanie said and patted Julia on the shoulder. Julia turned around and disappeared in the washroom. “Now THAT’S what I call revealing with CLASS!” Stephanie said as Julia came out wearing her black dress. It was a figure hugging dress with a neckline low enough to reveal a few inches of her cleavage.
“You have a very symmetrical figure.” Stephanie continued. “You must wear clothes that emphasize your symmetry. This is tight from around the waist and it has these really long slits at the bottom, so every time you take a stride, your thigh will become bare all the way up to your sexy butt.” She slapped Julia’s ass playfully. “This way you are still showing your sexy body but not like some street slut.”
“Gee … thanks!” Julia spun around in front of the mirror, admiring her dress and her body from all angles.
Chapter 2:
Julia was standing in front of Ground Zero dance club with a couple of friends.
“Happy birthday girl!” Sally came and gave Julia a peck on the cheek. “You look nice in this dress.”
“Thanks … it was a birthday present from Steph.” Julia told her.
“So what are we waiting for girls?” Sally asked.
“We were waiting for YOU” Julia responded.
“Well I am here so lets go in.”
They showed their I.Ds at the front door and stepped in. Ground Zero was packed as usual. People were going crazy on the dance floor. The music was so loud the girls could barely hear each other.
“Lets go to the bar and get some drinks.” Sally said.
“WHAT???” Julia asked moving her face closer to Sally.